Troll Bait
Darth Troll
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- Jan 2, 2012
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In a normal life, you have normal people around you, and normal interactions. If you do something well, there is positive reinforcement. People discuss your ideas, critique them, appreciate them. There is social admiration for success. In the game of life, there are three components to winning: wealth, happiness and fame. If you are smart, you acquire promotions and money.Your peers see what you do, and you gain fame in your small, insignificant circle. Eventually, your accumulation of wealth buys free time, which adds to happiness.
As a sports bettor, you're screwed. You might make money, but you are destined to be unhappy. If you're not a dumbass, you will acquire wealth. Yippy-kai-yay. Whether you sell your time, a kidney and half of your liver, or implement genius, you've got it made financially. The biggest failure of the sports betting lifestyle comes from the lack of a decent peer circle. There are two real shackles limiting your peers. Who can really understand what you do? And of those that do, with whom can you share the real ups and downs, and the real details? Sure, those few that you use for naked, unrestricted idea swapping... But those few are not enough to make a real peer group. The consequence of this paranoia -- the self limitation on sharing ideas -- is to create a social and intellectual isolation. A basis for sociopathy. I swear, serious sports bettors would make some of the best criminals due to their mindset, focus and sociopathy.
I always thought, "make more money, and you'll have more free time to make you happy." But once you descend into the sports betting abyss, your reality changes. It's Saturday afternoon. Should I spend another 6 hours on project Y? Or should I go to a baseball game and a date with the girlfriend? How much stuff do I have backed up in a queue to do? How much money will the game and date cost me over the next week and month? Will I make up the time in the next year? And then you blink. What the FUCK! Trim versus equity, EV vs leisure. If you were going to get laid, and someone offered you $Z (not a trivial amount) not to do it, would you? Is that any different than paying $Z to score? Some parts of having total flexibility on your time are obviously nice, but you become much more conscience of squandering the time.
I find that I am asking myself, "Is my current lifestyle better than being a 9-5 grunt?" Probably, but I need to find a better balance of work and play.
As a sports bettor, you're screwed. You might make money, but you are destined to be unhappy. If you're not a dumbass, you will acquire wealth. Yippy-kai-yay. Whether you sell your time, a kidney and half of your liver, or implement genius, you've got it made financially. The biggest failure of the sports betting lifestyle comes from the lack of a decent peer circle. There are two real shackles limiting your peers. Who can really understand what you do? And of those that do, with whom can you share the real ups and downs, and the real details? Sure, those few that you use for naked, unrestricted idea swapping... But those few are not enough to make a real peer group. The consequence of this paranoia -- the self limitation on sharing ideas -- is to create a social and intellectual isolation. A basis for sociopathy. I swear, serious sports bettors would make some of the best criminals due to their mindset, focus and sociopathy.
I always thought, "make more money, and you'll have more free time to make you happy." But once you descend into the sports betting abyss, your reality changes. It's Saturday afternoon. Should I spend another 6 hours on project Y? Or should I go to a baseball game and a date with the girlfriend? How much stuff do I have backed up in a queue to do? How much money will the game and date cost me over the next week and month? Will I make up the time in the next year? And then you blink. What the FUCK! Trim versus equity, EV vs leisure. If you were going to get laid, and someone offered you $Z (not a trivial amount) not to do it, would you? Is that any different than paying $Z to score? Some parts of having total flexibility on your time are obviously nice, but you become much more conscience of squandering the time.
I find that I am asking myself, "Is my current lifestyle better than being a 9-5 grunt?" Probably, but I need to find a better balance of work and play.