Wednesday, March 3, 2010

#11

I raced through the chapter about the Cubs, my most hated MLB team and biggest rival, as fast as I could. Although I wasn't reading the book, this action brought up another philosophical point to me. I realized something about myself, that the most hated thing in my life was a baseball team. That's right, a baseball team. Sports seem like they would be a much better way to get anger and hatred out than on other people, etc. I feel a lot better about myself that I can find refuge for my hate in something like a baseball team.

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