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Ever notice that a lot of the vitriol and idiotic, inane comments that anyone gets when he (or she) is dong something that SETS HIM apart from the herd and sheeple comes with a faint (well, not really – a sTRONG I should say) sense of impotence behind the words?

Don’t get me wrong.

Feedback is great.

But a lot of negative feedback is just the sheep crying “mama I can’t do it”, and “how dare he!”

As my buddy recently said the CCP is acting like a spoilt kid that hasn’t got to do what she wants (and then some, and wont get to do it).

And while I’m not going to open that can of worms again (yes, I know, how dare I! ?) the point stands.

I made the case before when I spoke about the ONE crab trying to escape the bucket of crabs that constantly gets dragged back INTO The bucket by the rest of the crabs (or at least they TRY).

And it’s true my friend.

And this impotence isn’t necessarily of a sexual kind either (curiously enough a lot of times the very people that say “how dare you” (Bozo Schofiled being one) DO have that problem but hey, I won’t go there Ugh!) it’s of a MENTAL kind.

The kind where they secretly WANT to be the guy (or gal) “doing the thing”

But can’t.

Or don’t have the cojones to (if we’re talking straight talk).

Or the physical skills to (if we’re talking pull-ups, for one) and are obviously scared to admit that deep, deep down inside they know very well their system of training is NOT getting the job done.

I mean, lets face it.

Why would Charles for one, who claims “bodyweight exercises are useless” rant up and down (and believe me, that drunken rant came from the heart, and I’m glad for it, and I thanked him for it too!) about pull-ups and not being able to do a single one and how (the pull-up expert) should teach (the rank beginner, HIM) how to do ‘em?

Classic case of the instructor being “instructed”.

Much like in ESL, of course, where the “students” decide to tell the teacher how to “teach” (if you can even call that mess teaching) and being my dear buddy is into that as well for whatever reason, well . . .

Musta rubbed him off him! ?

But anyway, the words or even the “how to” isn’t what I’m writing about.

It’s the FEELING behind what he’s saying, the FEELING behind what he FEELS when he says “I talk gibberish” (which obviously does matter to him, hehe).

And it’s that feeling of “how dare he”.

Lest you think Charles and his friend Bozo Schofield are the only ones (he sent me a long email the other day with about a dozen “how dare I say this and that” and assorted drug binge fueled nonsense) – – think again.

Think several times, m y friend.

Then put on your thinking cap and think – AGAIN!

I’ve been hearing this, as my mother so “wisely” once said, “after I was past the age of 5”

(Read once I was actually able to form an opinion of sorts and speak up for myself).

How dare I flirt with girls at school and not do my HW (and more ?.

How dare I say what I do publicly.

How dare I claim that my method of training is better than most of the rest of the junkola out there (it is, but hey, how dare I? ?)

How dare I call out the liberals and lefttards for what they are – a band of thugs and cowards (anyone that sees the recent tweet the ex CEo of Twitter sent out would probably agree) that spread chaos and anarchy throughout the globe (antifa anyone?) and so forth.

How dare I “sit at home” and “not go to office” (believe me, and believe me now, I AM NOT talking about just “Family” that says this. Pretty much most people I “know” do! ?).

How dare I “write”

How dare I not just write, but start a business, and not just one, two, and a SUCCESFUL one at that?

How dare I define success by my own parameters (hint – money ain’t exactly the top priority, although it’s one of them!)

How dare I wake up at 1130 AM (sorry, but I had to say that, hehe).

How dare I drink beer every night.

How dare I NOT be politically correct for once, and especially “in the office”.

Well guess what.

I WON’T.

And I WILL DARE to be all of the above and then some.

And guess what.

That brutal honesty is what has really brought me results over the years.

When you cut right past the bullshit, it’s about who you are AT YOUR CORE, and DOING the right things, saying it, and being UNAPOLEGETIC about it, and going to the ENDS OF THE EARTH to back your belief even when no-one else is.

The IMMORTAL Maxwell Maltz said it the best in the bestselling Psyscho Cybernetics.

(I’m paraphrasing)

It doesn’t matter how people you got out there supporting you int eh bleachers.

If YOU aren’t backing yourself, then all the external support in the world won’t do diddly squat.

But conversely, if YOU are the only person in the stands backing yourself to pull it off against all odds, then guess what.

Chances are you will!

And I have, and continue to do so, and fitness wise, there is it my friend.

Unconventional, brutal, but does it work!?

Hell yes it does – and on that note, Ill dare to leave you be. How dare I eh.

Hehe.

Best,

RahuL Mookerjee

PS – Dare to dream, my friend. Dare to dream that you CAN get that pull-up you’ve been struggling to get for so long, but DARE to FACE the FACTS that you’re doing it WRONG right now, as you are with the rest of your fitness journey (if you are). And HERE is where you can change your current reality in terms of pull-ups (or I should say HOW, hehe).