Loser

I’ve been called worse.

I actually don’t mind being called a loser because at least it was noticed that I was in the game.

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There’s this activist that works the area where I’m employed, his cause is to save the whales. He seems to be a most unpleasant man, he’s rude and he usually reeks of body odor.

I imagine that he is most likely unpleasant because it hard to get people concerned about the plight of whales when there are a bunch of other causes out there that could seem more important. Most people don’t even give him notice when he starts his pitch.

It’s also hard to get people to think about other things when it is going to cost them something of themselves, whether it is time, money or effort.

The Whaleman is pretty consistent and he seems determined, I have thought, in the past, that he could be making better use of his time, after all people die from hunger everyday and hunger has to be one of the easiest things to fix.

I’ve in effect called him a loser and not because of his manner or his methods but because of his cause but at least he is in the game.

Hunger still exists
Whales are still threatened
Poor kids still need clothes
The homeless still need homes
Preventable wars still exists
Local area wildflowers still can use preservation

I’m a loser by my own judgment of the Whaleman, I’m a loser by the judgment of some unnamed commenter but at least a loser had a chance to win.

A loser was at least brave enough to try.