I've been wrong before. Shhhhhh... Now don't tell anyone as that was between the two of us. But the difference between myself and some folks is that 1. I can admit when I am wrong and 2. I try to let go of the anger and defeat that I feel when I know I am beat. Problem is, other folks don't always do that. They hold on to the hate they have in their hearts for people and are determined to make someone's life a living hell.
Haters don't give people the credit they are due when they deserve it because there is something -- resentment, maybe -- holding them back. Then when they are outted for what they have done, they are angry. Furious that they have to occupy space with the very person they hate. For example, look at how baseball legend Jackie Robinson was treated. Spitting. Jeering. And for what? Because he was that damned good and someone else resented that. Was he going to give in and faulter like some people wanted him to? Nope, he just gave them more of what they hated him for.
And that's what you are supposed to do. Thank your haters. You've made me better. Haters make you not quit. They drive you to succeed at the moments when you want to crack and say Fuck this! I'm taking my ball home. If there were no haters, there would be little reason for people like me to keep pushing.
So, to all my haters, this one's for you. Thank you. Your constantly saying my name leds others to believe I am powerful and that they have something to fear. You tossing my name around leads people to be curious as to who I am anyway. So thank you, haters, for keeping me at the forefront of your minds. I solemnly swear to give you more of what you hate me for.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
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