Pity the learned man—his wisdom understood by so depressingly few—who must dumb himself down to ensure the fools comprehend.
In despair, he must deny all he worked so hard to achieve just to be understood by those who were too indolent to learn as he did.
He must stoop to their level. They will never aim to reach his. His blessing is his curse. He knows what they know not. They do not want to know.
This learned man, an island of wisdom in a sea of foolishness, is left to bemoan the knowledge he accrued while ignorance reigns supreme.