Everyone should have at least 1 active enemy in their life.
Once, I had 2. Lost against both. 🙂↕️
Out of respect for their real identities, I'll call them dickie 1 and dickie 2.
The beef with dickie 1 was a violent one: he was the tallest in the class, and I was second, so we had 1 fight every year that would be even-ish.
Until he grew a head taller than me and our yearly “Rocky v/s Apollo” became “Bambi v/s Godzilla. I had to call it quits.
Despite the copious loss of blood and street credibility, having enemies makes you grow.
Think of Messi & Ronaldo, Apple & Windows, Prince & Michael Jackson.
All races to the top. They fight and everybody wins.
With dickie number 2, it was about grades.
We were head-to-head until the finals, where having a tyrant mother gave him the edge he needed to score a few extra decimals.
He still made me care a little more about my grades and for that, I thank him.
Whether it's anti-vaxxers, flat-earthers, or that neighbor that never waves back at you, choose an enemy. It's a helpful evil-guiding star.
Enemies drive conflict and conflict drives change.
And who doesn't want change?
See you on the next one! 🫶
Matias.
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