The interwebs tell me there’s a sportscaster who recently lost his job.

Not because he’s no good. Not because he screwed up. Not because his boss is fed up with him.

Because of his name.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen... this political correctness nonsense takes yet another step into the surreal. To the point where an announcer with a name he did not choose is out of work because his name might just offend someone.

Oh, you’re offended? Too bad.

Seriously, when I was growing up, we had to live by the mantra, “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will not hurt me.”

But now, words.

Such words.

Someone with an unfortunate name, will likely start spouting on national media, “The South will rise again!”

Just stop, people. Just stop.

Your opinion isn’t worth shit. Get over it. Your opinions are what’s wrong with the world. Stop trying to inherit problems that aren’t yours.

Which leads me to a quote I uncannily read today:

Opinions are the cheapest commodities on earth. Everyone has a flock of opinions ready to be wished upon anyone who will accept them. If you are influenced by opinions when you reach decisions, you will not succeed in any undertaking, much less that of transmuting your own desire into money. If you are influenced by the opinions of others, you will have no desire of your own.

Wise words.

I’m slowly understanding why the masses will never become part of the 1%. Why they will never even understand how to take charge of their own lives.

It is a struggle. I’m not there yet myself.

I’m easily distracted by the horse shit I read about in the news (obviously), by the trials and tribulations in my own life (read, my own mind), by procrastination and indecision, by making excuses for not finding a purpose to fight for.

But I’m aware of this. The road to mastery indicates it is an important, albeit frustrating, step on the journey.

Stop getting people fired for reasons that don’t pertain to their performance. Moreso, stop getting people fired for things totally outside of their control.

Worry about your own shit.

Life is hard. It’s harder if you’re stupid.