When did you realize life was not fair?

Young. My mom told me that frequently as a kid when I complained.

Why aren't you posting under your registered account name?

Seems pretty fair to me. The whole "life's not fair" thing is made up liberal whining.

I was reading an old history textbook and they talked about the decline of the Pax Romana and the Germans and Huns. Tacitus was excerpted particularly for noting the orange hair of the cold weather heavy lifting Germans. But he spoke of the Huns whom even the Germans were afraid of. Asiatic barbarians apparently: Slanted and spoke eyes and cruelty. Like something out of a black metal legend. Cruel things done to the babies to toughen them.

Later I read that ghengis , several centuries after the Huns Tacitus mentions, or one of the gengis sons had orange hair.

Huh.

When people told me that I was privileged to be a white guy. I figured good for me and life sucks if you're anything besides a white guy. So I feel sorry for everyone who isn't in my particular race-gender-orientation-etc.-etc.-etc.

Little League, 1963. My coach was a complete incompetent and his son a lazy ballplayer with a bad attitude. He batted cleanup and pitched. We finished in last place.

Just this year when people started noticing stuff I say.

The Say Hey Kid wrote:

Little League, 1963. My coach was a complete incompetent and his son a lazy ballplayer with a bad attitude. He batted cleanup and pitched. We finished in last place.

Lol! You've got a long memory. Maybe it's time to let that one go.

Flounder wrote:

When people told me that I was privileged to be a white guy. I figured good for me and life sucks if you're anything besides a white guy. So I feel sorry for everyone who isn't in my particular race-gender-orientation-etc.-etc.-etc.

Lol "white privilege" is such a load of BS

yesterday when my bike was stolen

When my dad died when I was 13.

green salad wrote:

When my dad died when I was 13.

I am so sorry -- almost everything unfair pales in comparison to such a loss at such a young age.

green salad wrote:

When my dad died when I was 13.

When my mom died when I was 5 and my sister passed away when I was 15. Plus other childhood obstacles. Boom.

In high school, I was running up to 70 miles a week and then a guy who played football in the fall was keeping up with us. He eventually set our high school records in the 880, mile and 2 mile. He also got a full scholarship to a college.

Bad stuff has happened to me my whole life--things I don't often go into detail about. I have never dwelled on the idea that everyone's lot in life should be equal. Fairness as a concept is good for officiating games and elections. That's about it. People make choices and choose their own paths. Read The Habits of Highly Effective People. It will have a positive influence on you, if you are just sitting there waiting for the scales to balance in your favor.

Life is mostly fair. You get what you work for (for most people). Some luck is involved to. You can increase your luck though by being qualified/prepared.

I'm victim, your victim, wouldn't like to be a victim to........say and repeat three times.

Quit whining and learn to enjoy life.

3rd or 4th grade, my best friend claimed he could throw a ball higher than a jet flying overhead, and when I called him out on it, I was the one who got in trouble by the teacher for calling him a liar. It was an Orwellian moment for me and taught me a valuable lesson-- people will ignore the truth in order to protect their agenda. Even though this happened in the mid-1960's it still resounds with me, especially when observing the MSM, and govt. figures doing the same thing that teacher did.