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Everybody is not a winner.

Published on 26/3/07 in Culture
I'm the best! Oops. Sorry. We're the best. Even though you suck.

Know what makes me sick? Self-esteem. Body Image. A positive sense of self--self worth, self love, self satisfaction---in other words: "I'm a great person just for being alive."

No. Sorry. You're not. Everybody doesn't get a trophy in the real world. There are three Olympic medals--gold, silver, and bronze. That's because, at best, there are only two people who get to share the winner's limelight--the poor saps who came in second and third. As for all the other losers who competed, that's just what they are--losers. It's not that losers are bad people. Hell, I'm a loser, you're a loser...we all lose at something. Some of us lose at so many things we shouldn't get out of bed in the morning just to take a break from being such a disappointment.

Unfortunately, more and more little kids over the last 30 years have been told in their classrooms and on their sports teams that "everybody wins." I saw a commercial for a kiddie beauty pageant not too long ago where the tagline was "Everybody gets a trophy!" Excuse me, but I thought a beauty pageant was the pinnacle of cutthroat competition--pitting the beauties against the ordinary cute and goofy people who make up the other 98% of the population. Lipstick, bathing suits, nail polish fumes, and unabashed "winners" totally willing to cheat, win, and flaunt their sparkly crowns with pride.

Not so with the little ones anymore. That kind of crap always starts with kids. Who knows, a few years from now beauty pageants may be banned because of the way they make ugly girls feel...well...ugly. Not that I personally like the exaltation of super-skinny Barbie girls--I am an average chick myself; it's the freedom to continue a system of merit that I think is being threatened. Whether it's so-called beauty, heroism, athletic ability, artistic talent, or charm--those who exceed standards ought to get recognized for it. Or, at the very least, the people who generally suck shouldn't be lied to and told that they are "just as good" as the best.

How to combat this problem? If we all unite in support of honest judgment, we may be able to reverse the self-esteem movement's demonization of opinion and naked truth.  A few things we can all commit to doing every now and then:
  1. Just say it. No. You aren't a good singer. (That one's for you, Sanjaya.)
  2. Don't be afraid to point out a mistake at work just to avoid hurting someone's feelings. Fuck feelings. Get good at your job or get over it.
  3. Parents: stop insisting your kid is the best at everything. If the little guy can't read, don't let him go on to the next grade. Get some tutoring, for crying out loud.
  4. Refuse to spend money on crap. Send your food back if it's wrong, or refuse to tip for bad service. Tipping is a reward, not a given component of a waitress's paycheck.
  5. Get friends who won't lie to you, and stop lying to yourself. If you can't dance/sing/play the guitar, then find something you can do and just do it.

It's time to stop telling your sister than the turkey was awesome. Be honest when your aunt asks you why you don't wear that sweater she knitted. Listen to your best friend whine about that guy who just doesn't like her, and tell her--hey, he just doesn't like you, but somebody out there will.

Especially if you wax your upper lip and lose 15 pounds.

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These are hard life lessons you learn through events like applying for colleges, attempting to successfully mate without the use of force and becoming a prostitute without realizing that you actually have to pay OTHER people to have sex with you.

I think children should be told from day one that unless they happen to be one of a few hundred lucky little children across the world, they'll probably live out a useless life that is made endurable only by a few small and simple pleasures...

like putting urine in your teacher's coffee. Written on 26/3/07
Sure. If you get over being a loser early then you may have a chance to really have fun. And maybe even be good at something for real.

Seriously though...college is a toughie. I work at one, and I am surrounded by kids who have never faced rejection, bad grades...it's sad, really. They think they can always get what they want...because they deserve it. Because they are so inherently awesome, like mommy said. Written on 26/3/07
Totally agree. Although I happen to be one of those entitled students myself, I'm quickly understanding that while schools try to stamp out winners and losers, life has not.

Try applying for a job with no work experience, getting into your school of choice with subpar grades, or that starting-spot with no talent. That will quickly correct 2 decades of "self-esteem" training. Written on 26/3/07
true. I am only 25 myself and more than acquainted with the way life really works after college. For the first two years I wished I could go back to college...like crawling back into the womb. Life is too hard, people are mean!! I don't get A's on all my papers. I don't even get to write papers, do extra credit and cram for exams to make up for the fact that I slept through a few weeks of class.... Now I just get fired if I don't show up. Written on 28/3/07
I've always thought "second place" should be renamed "best loser" and "third place" should be renamed "loser, and not even the best loser".

But hey, that's just me.
Written on 26/3/07
Nah...it should just be first place. Second place is just the first loser. Written on 27/3/07
You hit it on the nose! Too many whiney kids (and adults) out there who think they're all hot shit.

In a world where everyone's a winner, we're no different than all being losers.

Let's all bathe in our loserness. Written on 26/3/07
"You think you're hot shit in a champagne glass, but you're just cold diarrhea in a dixie cup!"

God I love The Venture Brothers. Written on 27/3/07
Well culturally this country has always stresses: "BEING # 1",
"PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN/HETRO/SOUTHERNER/etc.", "WINNING IS EVERYTHING", "BE AN INDIVIDUAL" and boat-loads of other phrases that reinforces the idea that there is a "prize" for being the best.
Unfortunately, most of us will never be the best or your-once-best is now just middle-grade-best.

How do we solve those (the majority) that aren't the best? We hand out consolation prizes and then tell them, "there's another day to be the best".

I'm glad my parents were realistic about my upbringing and if anything, only stressed: "do your best" without comparing my achievements to others. Written on 27/3/07
Thanks for putting this out there, everyone who reads this forward it to everyone you can.

If there are no losers, then there are no winners, and then we stop rewarding people for achieving. So guess what: If I can't achieve anything i'm gonna sit on my ass and not contribute to society. Maybe eat cupcakes too... Written on 27/3/07
pass the cupcakes!!

actually, cupcakes are not on my approved food list, since I am a loser at maintaining my correct body weight. At least I admit it. unlike the millions of overweight girls still wearing hiphuggers two sizes too small because they are "so totally hot."

No seriously--you are right! If there are no losers there are no winners. Actually quality achievements are cheapened by this trend.
Written on 28/3/07
Thankfully, everyone is not a whiner either.

Though you lot are.

Written on 27/3/07
We dont whine, we drivl. Written on 28/3/07
The real losers are the poor saps who realize too late that that 6 figure job with a hot secretary just isn't going to happen, and the trophy wife, is more like a busted up beer can (a little rough on the outside but so good on the inside), and they'll never get that boat or the house in the Hamptons. It usually happens around age 35 at 11:47 pm on a Thursday night. He's finishing a bar shift (a job to help pay off school loans) and the guy who finished dead last in Business School comes in with his popped-collared, boater, sperry topsider mother fucking friends with the "ladies, these cocks aren't going to suck themselves" swagger, and reminds you that he went straight from failing ecomomics to working for his daddy's company in Manhattan for 300K a year. And even though you play guitar at bars and some chicks still think you have "it", life isn't fair and your life will never be great, or pain free. Just fucking average. God damn, I hate that guy. Enjoy the little things like...visine in a cocktail or the sucker punch. Written on 28/3/07

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