Eh, Paul. They don't hate you, not really. They hate the person you pretended to be in order to do well in the game, and they hate that guy so that they
don't have to think about how miserable their own lives are.
Let me tell you something, I'm a hell of a lot less famous than you are and I still have people call me names and send me e-mails over articles I wrote when I was in grad school five years ago. Of course they're going to rant. They got nothing better to do than to tear other people down in order to make themselves feel better. They can't create so they try to destroy.
To be fair, this was part of your strategy in the game - tearing others down to get them to make mistakes - but you did so in the context of the game. Your acts of destruction were part of a larger act of creation (and the guys sending you harrassment e-mail probably don't get nuance.) Would I have played the same way? Probably not, but the way you play used your strengths.
Every time I got a hatemail letter, I'd probably just say, "Screw you. You just wish it was you jumping over waterfalls and off bridges, dodging paintballs and riding down luges, seeing the Andes and Buenos Aires." Because that's the thing - an experience can never be taken away from you. And unlike the other saps, sitting at home, waiting for things to happen to them - you got out, off your butt, and reached for what you wanted instead of waiting for it to be handed to you.
If that ain't New York, I don't know what is.
Let me tell you something, I'm a hell of a lot less famous than you are and I still have people call me names and send me e-mails over articles I wrote when I was in grad school five years ago. Of course they're going to rant. They got nothing better to do than to tear other people down in order to make themselves feel better. They can't create so they try to destroy.
To be fair, this was part of your strategy in the game - tearing others down to get them to make mistakes - but you did so in the context of the game. Your acts of destruction were part of a larger act of creation (and the guys sending you harrassment e-mail probably don't get nuance.) Would I have played the same way? Probably not, but the way you play used your strengths.
Every time I got a hatemail letter, I'd probably just say, "Screw you. You just wish it was you jumping over waterfalls and off bridges, dodging paintballs and riding down luges, seeing the Andes and Buenos Aires." Because that's the thing - an experience can never be taken away from you. And unlike the other saps, sitting at home, waiting for things to happen to them - you got out, off your butt, and reached for what you wanted instead of waiting for it to be handed to you.
If that ain't New York, I don't know what is.
