She wrote this after an Economics presentation

Excellence,charisma,speech so exact you wouldn't want to throw yourself over the bridge anymore. Tall,dark and handsome? Call it what you must. He's the Dork.
 Dude walks to the front,all eyes on him,oh he knows he's different from everyone else alright,and stoutly refuses to become what is called "normal".Sleeves rolled up,check,voice alteration,check,stern look,check. A sound soars through the still carbon dioxide in the room,introducing the "intellectuals" to a world of curves and straight lines complemented by labels of price and quantity.
 In a battle to contain their bewilderment,the heads in the room occupy themselves with random objects,some even occasionally giving a nod to,somewhat,assure him of their undivided attention. To this,he pretends to have miscalculated something in pursuit of redirecting them to his explanation. When the last minute warning is given by the guy who stands in the front to lie to everyone that their is a running economy out there,and its getting better,he realises he spent so much time on the unimportant in view of "overtaking queuing traffic". You would wonder what drives a brother,what gives him the brave to reduce everyone else when it calls for him to.
 Clears throat,"Conclusively sir,we agree that the wage determination...". What he's actually saying is "...I knew I had it,so I took it. You had your chance to show what you're made of but you didn't. Don't cry about it now,I'm just the best there is." Demanded ovation finally sweeps the still air out of the warm room. He takes his seat.    
 Call it what you must,he's got the biggest head on his shoulders, admirable indeed,you wouldn't know what hit you. Is this the author trying to appreciate the ways of a brother and trying to "rebuke" him in a most abstract manner. You could say its the best of both worlds.
 The complexity of it all is the mighty Ego trying to fly like the mighty Eagle. Think about it,if it didn't fly,the important information would have reached the searching minds,those that thirst for the knowledge but do not find,those that don't realise its importance but still stick around [Merit good]. Listen,the minute he walked up to the front,they all adjusted their posture upright,eager to be fed with what is called 'intellect manna',but to their dissatisfaction,all because he flew,the Ego. Oh well,who be the author to judge,she's just as flawed as the next guy!

Signed: The Flying Ego