Update on Political Agenda

Whew. I played 15 games today just to get qualified to play in the Graded finals tomorrow. That’s a lot of games. I’m actually feeling more exhausted than ever. A marathon, I might say. I couldn’t get a high series to qualify for the Associate finals which is supposed to be a level under Graded. Ack, there are lots of good players trying to squeeze themselves into the final twelve. I don’t know what’s gotten into them. I’m supposed to be playing in that division but what the heck, I couldn’t get in so I ought to do something. Far-fetched as this decision may seem, I’m trying my luck.

The politics of the real world apply to just any field, to any discipline. Sports are not an exception. “Harang” people try to play in a group they’re too advanced to fit in to, in the hope of getting to win the tournament way more easily than if they were to play in their own level. Their PBC average cries out loud, “You’re supposed to be Graded already, you son of a bitch!” And since they’re sons and daughters of fucking bitches, they just wouldn’t listen. That’s a very visible circumstance that money matters most to these people.

May god purge this world of people who are so not deserving to live a life here.

I must be feeling high and my thoughts are getting uncontrollably crappy.

I’m off to bed.