8/31/2011:
You win some, you lose some. When you win, you can walk away with a sense of pride and a boost in
self-efficacy (look it up, you have none.) You know all your hard work has paid off, and your accomplishment
is well deserved. Losing at times can be rough on the ego and if not accepted properly, can have damaging effects
on self-esteem and self-efficacy (did you look it up yet, imbecile?) Being an audacious and humble man I take my
losses well. I learn from them, accept them, and move on, being the better competitor for it.
However, there is one loss recently that I have not been able to wrap my head around. One loss that's kept me
up at night going over footage, notes, and consulting with fellow consortionists. Going into battle I knew my
opponent - strengths, speed, handicaps. I scouted well. Knew them better than my own self. So how
is it I came up short? How is it that I failed to uncover a hidden strength? I'm a
mere mortal, you see. I too can be mislead and blinded by what a fool holds in front of me as truth.
However, unlike you ignorant masses pacified by what is visually in front of you, I look deeper. I pose the hard
questions when seeking the truth. Through careful research and painstaking self-reflection I have discovered how I was
bested. The same way "Curly Sue" has been accepted as art and not garbage. Attach a name to rubbish and the people
will accept it. With the right label someone the masses shouldn't care about suddenly becomes a courageous man of
valor. No one looks twice at the short kid with a bad haircut. This master of deceit knew this. He knew no one
loved him or cared about whoever he was as a person. So what did he do, he spun a web of lies and heartache. He
spun his web like Charlotte and the masses came to cheer the vile pig as he rolled in his own filth showered
with your love and acceptance.
To sum it up I look to my compadre Alexandre Dumas for a quote: "Life is a storm my young friend. You will
bask in the sunlight one moment, be shattered on the rocks in the next. What makes you a man is what you do
when the storm comes." My advice to you, Mr. Iron is this: the storm is coming, you've basked in the sun long
enough and I am coming to smash you upon the rocks. I am coming to expose your lie to the masses as quickly as
you spread it. I, Icarus, seeker of truth, will expose you for the fraud you are and show the world how you deceived
them about your "cerebral palsy." Unless of course, you're willing to come forth, admit your delusory fable
and accept the public's disdain and derision.
Admit it!
ICARUS
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