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I was pretty disappointed today to read a post made on a blog where
a rather large list of many people's Thirty Day Challenge niches was on
public display. I wont link to the blog as I really don't like it
anyway, plus I don't want to give it any publicity it doesn't deserve.
I thought about making a comment on the blog too, but again didn't want
to give any undue publicity or waste energy.
I also won't go
into full detail here, but I'll summarize the content by saying that
the author claimed the information was public anyway, as Ed and Dan had
made it public, and then went on to debunk everything that has thus far
been taught in the 30DC. Which is of course all complete rubbish.
Ed
and Dan have put up with crap like this before, and they will do so
again in the future, so it's not really them I'm upset for. They both
have pretty thick skins. I'm upset on behalf of the many. many people
who are doing this whole internet marketing thingy for the first time.
They don't know the ropes that well yet, and they have clowns like the
aforementioned offering up their niches and throwing out crap that
doesn't help anybody.
Which brings me to the title of this post: Monkeys Throwing Poo
I
have a simple philosophy, wherever you go in life there are always
monkeys (sometimes gorillas), who for reasons only known to themselves,
love to wallow in their own poo. You know the type, they're critical of
everything, or they always know better. Or they're just miserable with
their lives and blame others for it. Or they play the victim game and
are continually jealous of the success of others.
I call these people Monkeys Throwing Poo.
Because here's the thing, they never keep their poo to themselves, they
always get their kicks throwing it at other people. Always. Whether
they feel justified by doing it, or whether they want you to wallow in
their poo with them, they just always want to share it. You walk past
them, or get too close, and splat! You've copped one in the back of the
head.
Not me. Not ever. My reticular activation system is a
finely tuned crap detector and I just won't allow it into my life. When
the poo throwing monkeys have their tantrums I just walk away. Let them
drown in it I say, I've got better things, more positive things to do
with my life.
The only reason I even wrote this post is
because I wanted to empower a few people. Don't listen to the monkeys
throwing poo, let them keep it all to themselves. Every time you hear
or read the detrimental comments from somebody, just visualize them as
monkey in a really bad mood flinging their poo at passersby. It takes
their power away real quick. The world is full of people either
throwing it or being on the receiving end of it. Don't be either.
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