Monthly Archive for May, 2007

Sit­ting alone in bed at night with my trusted side­kick Big Ted, a name I shame­lessly ripped of Play School when I was only 30cm tall, I ques­tion again runs HIT­Tingly through my mind; why do we sub­mit our­selves to “tor­ture” (plea­sure to some) to sculpt­ing the per­fect body? More specif­i­cally, I won­der whether body­build­ing is our vice, our poi­son, as a means to pro­vide mean­ing in a world that con­tin­ues to demon­strate no sta­bil­ity. Are we turn­ing to body­build­ing as a means to pro­vide some form of con­trol in our lives to make us more secure, to make us feel like we’re in the driver’s seat, and to make us feel that despite being manip­u­lated by a lit­tle string in the grand scheme of an unavoid­able des­tiny, we stead­fastly refuse to con­form to the sta­tus quo, stub­bornly rais­ing our heads in defi­ance with a logic that defies all rea­son? Con­tinue read­ing ‘We Can be Heroes’