The Biggest Loser
It’s easy enough to get carried away by big words. Like passion or ambition or destiny. Too easy in fact that we often find ourselves blindly pursuing our ‘passions’, frenetically fuelling our ‘ambitions’, and tightly embracing our ‘destiny’. And more often than not we have people around us who serve as enablers, who prod us to “go for it!”. We’re fed enough tv fodder to really believe that if we just believe enough and work hard enough, the world can become our oyster.
I hate to break this to you boys and girls, but the reality is, most of the time, we are never good enough, never talented enough, and 99% of the time not good looking enough to be able to get to where it is we believe we should be. The world is a hard, unforgiving place, and you can bust your ass off working for whatever it is you want to achieve, and most of the time, at the end of the day, you end up just like that—a guy with a busted ass.
But that doesn’t mean we should give up. Although giving up is one tempting motherfodder, and there’s actually nothing wrong with it. Not everyone can be an overachiever. There has to be a bunch of losers lying around so the victor can fully fathom the meaning of his victory.
But on to never giving up. It is quite heroic, romantic even, to hold on to what we believe; to walk through fire, to die trying just to get what we want. And lets say we do get what we want after all the hardships and tribulations that we had to go through. In the end, is it really worth it? All those sleepless nights, the silent tears, the estranged relationships. Is it all worth it?
That question is even extraordinary even if you’re just asked it, because by then it pre-supposes that you have succeeded. But really is it worth it?
I am of the mind that it may be better to just give up, retool our compass, seek out a less-punishing approach, enjoy life, and if we turn out to be successful in whichever endeavour we have reinvented ourselves to follow, then that would just be icing on the cake. But no, some folks would rather suffer immeasurable damage just to arrive at the same outcome. It seems a lot of folks are more masochistic than we think. Blood, sweat and tears for success; that is quite the more popular thinking nowadays.
Anyway, have a go at it. Knock yourself out. You never know. You might just be a bigger loser than most of us.
Of course I’m drunk, again. Otherwise how can I come up with something like this?
