Damn the critic. STAND.

In this following article critic, analyst and experts are all used interchangeable and for good reason. It applies to all even though only some area of interest may be highlighted

As soon
Seek roses in December--ice in June,
Hope, constancy in wind, or corn in chaff;
Believe a woman or an epitaph,
Or any other thing that's false, before
You trust in critics.

- Lord Byron

You have a dream. You have a vision. You see the stars. You are excited. Your heart beats faster. You work harder. You sacrifice. You have started enjoying live. It is all so purposeful now. Then comes an armchair analyst who says it can’t be down. Like a wild buffalo gone mad in china shop, things lie shattered. And slowly like a proud lion which failed its 100th attempt to escape we go back to become a dead meat. A dead spirit. How can you question these experts? Usually these are the guys with PhDs and all unpronounceable degrees. They are the ones with sky-high designations. They are quoted authorities in every newspaper and even TV channels. When “they” say it has to be.

Greatest misfortune in the world is nobody questions these experts. They are demi-gods of subject and their words are law. Greatest of dreams lay squashed under the brutal stampede of herd called critics.

“A prudent question is one half of wisdom.”

Humans are social. They are social because they are scared. They can’t stand-alone. They don’t want to stand alone. They don’t want to be the only one standing on top of the hill. They are slaves of fear. They are slaves of community. They are part of the herd. They have nothing to fear because they are not apart. The herd must be right, so they are safe. In the herd they are in the matrix. Blinded and under illusion they move the way the herd moves. The herd moves the way it moves because the herd moves. To take a stand is to be on wrong side of stampede. Demi-gods, the shepherds will lead to light. Critics will lead to light.

Critics are parasites. They are the ones who don’t know how to act and who don’t let others act. They are experts of past, present and future. They are the angels with inside information and highest of connections. And they will generously dispense their million dollar golden info just for being honored on TV for few minutes. Pointing fingers at them is equivalent to walking bare assed in public. They are angels of wisdom, you must bow to them.

Damn them. Walk off. Chase your dream. Take a stand. Stand alone. Stand.

“He who would acquire fame must not show himself afraid of censure. The dread of censure is the death of genius.”

Critics and experts are unfathomable idiots. I mean this especially for the breed that comes on TV mouthing the choicest in-the-fashion jargons. They range from the economists chanting US trade deficits to fashionistas saying your favorite color blue is so out of fashion to financial experts advising you to mortgage your future revenues to buy a duplex today. We not doubt end up paying for their nonsense through our bloody nose. To say your career is doomed because you work does not involve the hottest industry in the world is growing conifers in Madagascar.

Critics are magicians. They create illusions and our ignorant masses are wowed by a single trick. The unfortunate thing is not many in wowed crowd have the drive to look and understand how the illusion was created. Party was great fun they say. And remain ignorant. Magician most obligingly moves to the next crowd deciminating the sanity of willing crowd.

Those who can do, do. Those who can, criticize. It takes gets to take a stand. To risk. To do. It was not a critic who discovered American continent. It was not a critic who discovered earth’s slave in cosmos. It was not a critic who placed man on the moon. It was not a critic who split atoms to light a bulb.

“Do what you feel in your heart to be right. You'll be criticized anyway.”

No critic ever won freedom for his country. No critic built a city. No corporation established. No critic dreamed big. No mountain climbed. No conquest. No life. They all died. Unmourned. Unmissed, no names survive for posterity of such creatures.

Critics are one breed that will survive for next million years. Unfortunately critics rule the world by their perverse ability to strike fear in every heart, to lay seeds of doubt and to cut the wings of spirit. It is fear, their fodder.

“Many great ideas have been lost because the people who had them could not stand being laughed at.”

I agree in these passages critics are not interchangeable with analyst or even experts. But they are very much related because none these persons are ever questioned, challenged and held accountable.

Only starting to question what we read or listen can cure it and if we work towards understanding the system and how it works. If we do our home work so that we don’t have to look up to someone else. Critics have an easy win because losers wait for shortcuts to success. By standing by ourselves, by taking a stand, by acting wise can we escape the crutches of these critics and thus escape a lifetime of mediocrities and servitude.

Work and damn the critic. Do nothing and be damned.

There is not much difference between the blind that leads and the bind that follows. Only open eyed is saved.

:) Falkor