I am a huge fan of Frank Miller's comics. SinCity was great, V for Vendetta was fantastic, the Dark Knight books are everything I thought comics could be. I am intrigued by 300. Not just because I think the story of the Spartans at Thermopylae is one that everyone should know, but because the training that the actors and stunt folks underwent is something that I would love to take on. The idea that hard work, blood, sweat, tears, pain, failure, and redemption are the things that make sport and physical culture worth our time. Transcending those things brings us closer to divinity. It is not the flexing in the mirror that makes one great; it is your trail of sweat on the floor. In a world where so many things are wrapped in something else, your limits are your limits and if you can push past them, then you are a greater person. If you can help someone else push past theirs, you are a greater being. You sacrifice a small part of your own identity to become something greater. That is the reason for participating in a team sport or event. Anything else is a waste.
A bjj black belt, a self professed 'muscle nerd," computer geek, book snob, father of two, former vegetarian, and smoked meat aficionado. As Walt Whitman said:
Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am vast, I contain multitudes.)
I welcome your opinions, input, commiseration, or disdain.
jbzero at msn dot com.