TOUGHNESS

I recently gave a speech for our local National Guard unit. I was speaking on toughness, or as the Army calls it, resiliency. In my view… toughness is something that has to be developed. Merriam-Webster’s calls resiliency “the ability to rise above adversity”. How many of you consider yourselves to be tough, or resilient? How many of you honestly can look down at your life and say unecquivocally that you have that trait? In my eyes, we all have it, but in varying degrees. In my case, I had to grow into this. It was painful and took almost 35 years. This is something near and dear to me. I love seeing people “get over”. I am all about “putting people over”. Toughness is a whole hell of a lot more than using curse words, talking loud and being overbearing. Some of the toughest people I ever met were under 5 feet tall, under 100 pounds.

I am sure a lot of you are reminiscing by now, looking at your body, looking at the tattoos, the scars, memories. If you grew up in my era (late 1990s/early 2000s), you can attest to a shift in the overall consciousness of Americans.Seems to be a less confident, less resilient people now. More groupthink, less “rugged individualism”. More victimhood rather than a “can-do” spirit. I will leave you all with this: Do not be afraid to fail. Don’t be afraid to be hurt. Never fear anything.

ASHY TO CLASSY

Recently a buddy of mine in the A has been racking up wins. Now, he’s a supervisor at his new job. I am very pleased and proud to know that he is doing great. Add to that, he’s a burgeoning writer. As a friend, I can stand by and watch him succeed (as a fan watches his/her fave sports team). I am proud to know Mr. LeBeau and to watch his development- from ashy to classy. He had been taking quite a few L’s since I’ve known him. Now, I would like to take the credit for his development and his success… I know I’d be lying, and doing that makes for nothing more than being a disingenuous fraud.

DO YOU

Take this for what you will, ladies and gentlemen. We live in a society that doesn’t give two f**ks about anything except what they can get from someone else. If men ain’t worth it ladies, be like Fleetwood Mac and go your own way. Complaining about men won’t change YOUR lot in life (unless you like being bitter angry and spiteful harpies). Men, if these women are nothing but hoes, idiots and all that, GO YOUR OWN WAY. It’s a big world out there. Whining about women gets old and it changes nothing. In closing… DO YOU.

HARD TIMES PT.2

Today, I suffered a setback. I didn’t even try to argue it much, because in this stage of my life, arguing something other than anything that is really important to me is just an abject waste of time. I often say that people are cheap props, that they really don’t matter, and that’s true.

Most people are slaves to that paycheck- they’ll do anything for that check. No integrity, no backbone. No hope. I certainly hate hard times. I hate having to deal with nonsense. This is the wake-up call I need to get my butt in gear and rise above this once and for all.