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My Journey to a Discovery

Hello fellows

What a week!

I finally got a new phone, mainly because my friend Ama often tease me that I am always behind in getting up to date  technology. The other (minor) reason is that my old phone was giving me hard time in getting myself heard by the person on the other side of the conversation. I can't wait to show her my new phone (just to show off)

I am glad I did buy a new phone, as I am discovering some great stuff  phones can do nowadays. It is really impressive.

Last week's news were dominated mainly by Lance Armostrong finally admiting that he had been using drugs to help him perform better. For over a decade, not only has he been denying everything, but he was so hard on those who were accusing him.

As I was discussing the matter with my wife, she just said: "who are we to judge him? Nobody is perfect". To which I agreed. However, I heard someone say that "to whom much is given, much is required". For someone like Lance, people had huge expectations from him that his admission of using drugs came as  heartbreaking news for them.

It's true. Lance Armstrong was a hero to many. He did what few people can do. He overcame cancer and came back to win 7 Tour de France, one of the toughest sports in the world. Equally impressive was his work with his charity "Live Strong" which raised millions of dollars to fight against cancer.

Lance's interview with Oprah was like a torture for him. He was fighting to get the words out, and he nearly broke down once he started talking about the impact of all of this on his children.

I know it can become so hard to admit our own flaws, try to do it on TV when you know millions of people are watching. Poor Lance. The good news though, is that the American society is a very forgiving one. We have seen in the past people who did even worse but, few years later they were back to fame.

Yes, my wife was right. Who are we to judge? I too have made tons of mistakes, I have done wrong to close friends and I have begged for forgiveness. I can totally relate to Lance Armstong (on a smaller scale though). As Michael Jackson once said, if we want to make this world a better place, we'd better start with the man in the mirror (I am paraphrasing). He was right.

Moral of the story? Do you want to see my new phone? Just keep reading my blog and I will create an app for you.

Always a pleasure

Patrick
The Journeyman



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