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I just read a disturbing blog entry by one of my favorite bloggers, Steve Pavlina. The gist is that no matter how big your problem is, you just need to get over it. Dying of cancer? Get over it. Husband cheats on you with a two ton gorilla? Get over it. Your village was set on fire by Vikings and now you're living as a pole dancer in Antarctica? Get over it. What, you think you're the only one?

So, now I'm sitting here, a little confused. I can't decide if this is the best advice ever, or if it's the worst thing I've ever read.

One of my pet peeves is whimpy, wussy, whiney people. In fact, I was explaining this to Tina last week as I was gritting my teeth and mowing down thin-blooded pedestrians in my Volkswagon of Doom. Whimpy people. Get a spine. Or move outta my way. That's my motto. Then Tina delivered the blow: You only hate whimps because you're a whimp.

Fatality.

But, you see, the world doesn't need more whimps. It needs more pole dancers. No! No, I mean, it needs stronger people. It needs more humans who have the perspective that the world is larger than themselves, and that part of their purpose on earth is to humbly accept this. Believe it.

So, while I think it's a bit harsh, Mr. Pavlina has a very valid point. Whimpering over the human condition will get us nowhere. The ridiculous drama of my life shouldn't overshadow the precious moments and people who grace me with their presence. I know that the myopic world of any given individual is the inevitable consequence of the enormity of human experience. We can't possibly witness from a birds-eye-view, the maelstrom that we're a part of. However, we need to get over it. There is saddness, disappointment, and loss for everyone. But the best way to demonstrate life is to rise above our fear, gain a little wisdom, and visit Antarctica before we die. You know you wanna.

Update: Apparently, I don't know how to spell "wimp". It's not an abbreviation of "whimper", which is what my spelling suggests. I totally know how to spell words like chrysanthemum, but "wimp"? Yeah. Not so much.

And, for real. Could I use the word any more times in this story? Whimp McWhimperson whimped his way through life in the whimpiest, whiniest way possible. Fo' Wheel.