Love and Justice

Theodore makes an interesting point: that men who are daring and love righteousness more than peace are the ones who will save the world, and uplift mankind. He’s right. It is important as a man, as a respectable person, to know how to fight, and to fight for what’s important. He’s opined about this at great length in his autobiography, so I’ll leave that portion to him. Theodore Roosevelt, I’m talking about. What I want to talk about is the importance precisely of fighting, and of choosing the right battles.

It is important to fight for what is just and good. And at the same time, it is important to fight for what is important. The men of Theodore’s time knew this, and though times were changing and people sometimes cowardly, they understood the concept of fighting real battles. Men today have lost that same ardor and courage, and in many cases have replaced it with fake and illusory battles to satisfy that same desire. Fighting over battles that don’t matter, that are made up, is a form of cowardice; you’re too afraid to fight over what really matters, aren’t you?

How many Americans, or people across the world, are infatuated with sports? Yet at one point, sports was a humble and entertaining activity, made to support real courage and prowess. Today, people are obsessed and infatuated with sports, not just to support real prowess and talent, but as a means and end in itself: obsessing over fantastical activities with no direct impact on the real world. It’s not only childish, but humiliating to those who do it! Instead of fighting real battles these days, there are many people who fight battles of men dressing up and playing with balls. How un-American and pathetic!

It’s common for these people to understand the concept of fighting well and bravely for justice! Yet instead of taking the daring and difficult action of making that happen, they will instead place that desire externally onto their favorite sports team, whether they are a participant or spectator, and imagine that their triumphs and victories somehow are tangible and matter as anything more than a source of small amusement, or preparation for actual victory in reality through gaining elementary competence. How sad! To have gone from the Theodore Roosevelts of the world, who went out into the danger and actually fought! To today, where men dress up and fantasize about doing so, while playing with balls. They call this sports, and these people are a stain and embarasssment to the country, and to America’s great heroes.

I encourage men to be better than that, and to take a page out of Theodore Roosevelt’s handbook. Stop dressing up and playing with pretend balls. Go out into the real world, into real danger, and fight battles that actually have a real impact. Do what I do, and what Theodore Roosevelt did, and make things happen with consequences, that change the people around you, that solve real problems, where if you fail there is no whistle to stop the clock, and you actually might face real hurt without incredible competence and daring and might.