In Plato’s Allegory of the Cave. Prisoners are chained in place, their necks fastened so they can only stare at a wall. Behind them, a fire burns, and between the fire and the prisoners, figures move back and forth, casting shadows on the wall. To the prisoners, these shadows are reality. It’s all they’ve ever known. Whenever one of them is freed and brought outside the cave, they struggle to see the true world because their eyes can’t adjust to the brightness. Eventually they return to the cave to tell the others what they’ve discovered, but their revelation is met with skepticism and scorn.
I’m afraid those of you here who are constantly ragging on Hunter, Dajuan, and KJ are those prisoners. You’re merely seeing shadows on the wall. None of them have been perfect, and they’ve all had poor performances, but each one of them plays their ass off. This crap about Hunter being lazy and slow is an error of perception. He’s a huge guy, so it’s somewhat understandable—especially watching on TV, where you can’t see that type of energy and hustle as well.
Or how about Nietzsche’s eternal recurrence—our lives infinitely repeating in the same sequence? That would be all of you who constantly repeat the same criticisms, turning them into a mantra about Harris, KJ, Hunter, and Self. Or maybe The Myth of Sisyphus is more apt—you keep pushing the same boulder up the mountain, only for it to roll back down again.
This has obviously been an incredibly disappointing season, but surprisingly, being on forums like this—seeing the same hyper-criticism and infectious negativity every single day—has given me unexpected perspective. In the face of all this ignorance, I’ve come to not only appreciate how excellent this program has been but also recognize, with 100% certainty—let me say that again, 100% certainty—that there were always going to be bad seasons.
The drama! The travesty! The fans are losing their minds—[Insert Goya’s Saturn Devouring His Son]—but I see it as a journey. And I’m excited to see what happens next. It might be bad. It might get worse. Doomslayers will be calling for heads to roll. But you just don’t know. And that’s what makes it fun.
I’m afraid those of you here who are constantly ragging on Hunter, Dajuan, and KJ are those prisoners. You’re merely seeing shadows on the wall. None of them have been perfect, and they’ve all had poor performances, but each one of them plays their ass off. This crap about Hunter being lazy and slow is an error of perception. He’s a huge guy, so it’s somewhat understandable—especially watching on TV, where you can’t see that type of energy and hustle as well.
Or how about Nietzsche’s eternal recurrence—our lives infinitely repeating in the same sequence? That would be all of you who constantly repeat the same criticisms, turning them into a mantra about Harris, KJ, Hunter, and Self. Or maybe The Myth of Sisyphus is more apt—you keep pushing the same boulder up the mountain, only for it to roll back down again.
This has obviously been an incredibly disappointing season, but surprisingly, being on forums like this—seeing the same hyper-criticism and infectious negativity every single day—has given me unexpected perspective. In the face of all this ignorance, I’ve come to not only appreciate how excellent this program has been but also recognize, with 100% certainty—let me say that again, 100% certainty—that there were always going to be bad seasons.
The drama! The travesty! The fans are losing their minds—[Insert Goya’s Saturn Devouring His Son]—but I see it as a journey. And I’m excited to see what happens next. It might be bad. It might get worse. Doomslayers will be calling for heads to roll. But you just don’t know. And that’s what makes it fun.
