Robert Paulson wrote:
What bothers me? What bothers me is the complete lack of authenticity in the world. Nothing is more painful to learn than the lesson of nepotism. Nothing is more painful and soul-destroying than learning you didn't get a job, not because of your qualifications, but because of who you did and did not know. Nothing is more frustrating than someone putting blind faith in a person because he/she is the spawn of a distant cousin, or the nephew of some friend of a roommate of an uncle of an ex-girlfriend's. I understand that people and businesses want to make decisions on people's character and that is only possible if you know someone, but isn't that the point of a trial period, or an internship? What's worse is when you finally go out and make a great reputation for yourself, oh, wait a minute--we'd love for you to, blah, blah, blah, (but you don't even know the person and you are relying on reputation).
And then when you do go out and do something great, everybody wants to be like you! But do they? No. Everyone just wants to be famous, well liked, consulted, and adored. Everybody loved Meb when he was the Boston Champion but two weeks later-- Meb who? This is why people get so pissed off about hobby-joggers calling themselves runners, or whatever the fvck the argument is; some things are learned only through thousands of miles of training, agonizing weeks of rehab, and hours of nut-numbing ice baths. Actual runners (and don't give me that symmantic bull$h1t 'oh, really? you run as a hobby, hur, dur, hur'; real runners know who they are) these actual runners know, to some extent, what Meb went through to train for and win that race. And to see it all get swept under the rug, well, fvck off, general public. Doing shit on another level takes commitment. You'd know that if you tried. This is true for carpentry, plumbing, fvcking tennis; don't just brush aside the time it took for someone to master a task/thing.
Stop looking for the fvcking northwest passage and accept the fact that you have to go all the way around the tip of south america or south africa to get to china. There is no shortcut to places worth going so just fvcking accept that, put your head down, and work.
What bothers me is social media and the apparent need, by everyone, to be validated for doing the littlest of fvcking tasks. You made a cake? Good for fvcking you. Broke up with your SO? Don't give a $hit. You're lonely? fvck off and do something about it. I give zero $hits about what you're doing, what you're thinking, or anything else that's in your life. If I want to know, I will ask about it when I see you in person, or through a phone call or text message. Don't force it down my throat. The same goes for your political views, religious views, nutrition views, literary views, shower thoughts, etc.
I can't think of anything else to be mad about, other than PED users. Fvck all of you for cheapening the sport I used to love. Your desire to "win" ruined a wide variety of sports that were the physical manifestation of the desire for human perfection, to which normal people could look at as a motivating force to better themselves, even in a small little way as running a mile faster.
In addition to this, fvck Lance Armstrong. I am sick and tired of hearing about you, you are not some mythical competitor, you are a deranged cheating ba$tard, fvck off, you don't deserve to do any competitive sports anymore, go fvcking play hopscotch or something.
And a pre-emptive "fvck you" to all the people who don't like this post. Suck my d!ck.
The end
Posted by Lance Armstrong