A Blast From My Past

Through Byzantine web surfing that need not bother you, gentle reader(s), I came across a nifty gem on YouTube:



Yeah, that's from the beginning of Patton. When I was in junior high, I delivered that speech - verbatim, salty bits and all - at a forensics competition. And I was good! But, alas, I ran into narrow mindedness. In the finals, one of the three judges basically concluded that this wasn't appropriate material and I got dinged for it. Injustice! Shock! Outrage!

Well, it wasn't that egregious. But it was a good lesson - winning doesn't always equal quality. I cling to that every day, in my line of work!