"We are the Champions"
Society today is competitive. It doesn't matter if you get 99%, if someone else got a 100. It doesn't matter if you can score 2 under in a golf tournament and someone else scores 5 under. It is doesn't matter if you reach the difficult level or you passed as a professional, if there's always other people who are better than you because competition in our is the reason of hierarchy and replacement. It is the reason that other people are more valued than some.
The president of a nation has secret service bodyguards while senators have none. It is also the reason why people are hired and fired; why people are promoted or demoted. It is not only in businesses or sports teams; it is present everywhere. In the society today, it's a "dog eat dog" world. It is the survival of the fittest, and it is cruel. You may think that I who is writing this is one of those in the lower class or the less successful class, but I am not. In fact, I am a person of high ranking and of good reputation, but it is cruel because it is painful. It is painful to see someone else sitting in your place; the place that you once sat in and that you've worked most of your life for. All those long hours of dedication and stress. It hurts to see another person do what you used to do not because you left but because you were pushed down; because that person took two steps and you only took one. It hurts to be replaced with another person to do your job, to get the glory that you once felt, and to watch it all happen before your eyes. Now, maybe I'm being biased because of pride or maybe I am not. Maybe they deserve it or maybe they don't; sometimes it's fair, and sometimes it isn't. But all I can say is this: someone will always be better than you even if you were once the best.
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