You know you’re in trouble when the things that are supposed to get you fired up knock you flat on your ass. Today I found myself thinking about Mike Tyson, a once dominant fighter who got knocked down and lost his confidence. He never quite got back up, resorting to biting and bad TV. He became a shell of himself, a skinwalker moving through the world masquerading as Mighty Mike. There is no way that Mike-thing is the same dude who has his own character in Street Fighter. Often I wonder if people think the same about me. I see them look at me with a sense of doubt that ought not be there, and is there more and more these days.
Then again, it could be personal uncertainty I am seeing and not anything from them. The truth is somewhere in between, I suppose. It is beautifully refreshing to be honest in a public forum–even if that honesty reflects a person who is not 100%. Still, even 50% is pretty freakin bad ass. Once upon a time I never thought in TPD (Tyson post Douglas) fashion. It would’ve been harder still to imagine feeling like I could not conquer the world. Now I wonder if I can conquer laundry.
I think getting up off the mat ought to start with recognizing that you can and that the fight ain’t quite done.
Some Thoughts:
- Politics are stupid and dangerous.It is dominated by hyper competitive assholes largely in the pocket of big–whatever who know how to spectacularly lose their shit and make every little issue a giant issue. Anything that matters is a ‘3rd rail issue’ and comments like ‘walk back your comment’ are popularized in popular media. Once upon a time I railed (pun intended) publicly against such things. These days I blog… angrily… Rant over.
- The people in Scandal are not Gladiators. Stop it.