When You’re Better Than The Guy Who Dumped You.
Guest blogger Tony Thompson on the injustice of being rejected by somebody two rungs below you.
“Rejection is the greatest aphrodisiac.” I’d like to pretend that I’m wildly smart and that I learned this from having studied one of the world’s greatest philosophers. But I’d be lying. I know this because it’s a line from a Madonna song. I have not studied Socrates, but I know my Madge.
I don’t know why human beings are so drawn to things that reject them. Animals don’t even bother obsessing over stuff that they can’t have. It’s basic human instinct to want things you aren’t supposed to want. And the guaranteed way to make someone want something is to deny them that. If you’ve ever experienced a preacher’s kid’s Freshman year away at college, exposed freely and suddenly to things like booze and sex, then you know exactly what I mean.
Rejection is a vicious thing that I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy. I often think that the reason I never got into politics wasn’t my seedy past or lack of ambition, but my overwhelming disdain of rejection. Read the rest of this entry »
