The Artists - Those with Sight

The concept of the artists is the first stage of reconciling the inequality of the world as far as creation is concerned.  We live in a society that in some instances value art for the wrong reasons.  The human spirit is a treasure trove of beauty and beautiful instances.  However we as a species sometimes condemn creation and invalidate it based on conventions that should be explored because of how rich they make the content that is given. Art is popularity not art. Many of the leading societal structures in the world have a very rudimentary appreciation for art as it stands and for the sake of. It gets dolled off as frivolous and unnecessary.  And yet most of our living world as it stands and is imagined is a product of an artistic mind. Without art nothing of what we have would exist.  From household appliances to all of our technological advances. We would be bereft of homes, cars, buildings. In the beginning there was art.  Creation and the desire to create drawn on cave walls is the beginning of our gradual evolution into communication. Without art we are without.

So I present the first selection. Those with sight.

Hi My Name is Christina and I'm a Wrestling Fan

I won't wait for the Hi Christina. I'll just get to my story. 

I'm going to tell you why I am a professional wrestling fan.  I love it, always have.  I love watching the over the top histrionics. I love the sometimes base level one caricatures of common tropes. I love the bluster. I also admire the athletics, the form, and the ability to really go out there and pull me as a viewer into the match.  I love the crowd engagement no matter how ridiculous.  I love the way it never apologizes for what it is and the performers really pour all of who they are into what they are doing. I love that its one of the few things that is filmed and broadcasted live weekly and monthly.  I love that for all the admonishment about being fake it is literally the realest thing I can watch on television when you consider the competition is scripted 'reality' TV shows, propaganda news and recycled sitcoms that won’t trust a live audience anymore. I cut my teeth over 2 decades ago from the promotion that most modern wrestling tropes have tried to turn into a science.

What I dislike about wrestling ironically enough is a part of what makes it so unique.  Some of the pervasive fan base. I hate the ones that need to go online and try and show their 'in the know' smarts by commenting foolishly on something they cannot even begin to understand based on a low tier observation from the comfort of their couch. The ones that feel the need to judge talent by standards that no talent can even understand what to pursue because that fan has literally just made up a justification for why this talent is beneath the standard. The fan that criticizes what they can't do to gain their 15 minutes of fame among a self-hating contingent that uses sarcasm and cynicism to justify what they love to a what they assume is an unreceptive general public.

It seems like every week this is becoming the more popular fan type. But I have to beg of you to consider what you want to be to wrestling. One of those detractors or a fan. I can't keep track of the online rants about dumb booking, dumb finishes and who is burying who.  And I remain mystified at how some can't manage being a fan who loves something enough to actually see it beyond themselves and their personal preferences.  How one can watch what these people are doing and not see them. They are artists and they have bled literally into their art. It’s difficult for me to look at the pains, the challenges, the sacrifices and not appreciate the single minded determination and focus it takes to be good at the job they do. Being good is subjective but we can all agree being good is the only thing really that gets you to the top or even close enough to see it no matter your business. If you're a fraud everyone sees it. When its broadcast live to millions it’s even more apparent. There are many talents that family name, connections and interest just didn't make up for what they lacked as a performer. So the idea that being good is not a quantifier is already a lost lot.

I believe experience is a great teacher.  In certain professions is the only valid teacher. I couldn't tell you what to do if you botched a move in a big match on a PPV.  I can't tell you what that it factor is that makes someone marketable.  I can't tell you how to pace a match between two differing styles just right. I can just tell you if it looked good to me, the average 20 plus year fan that has seen almost every major promotion and every major performer for the last 2 decades. And unless you've done the gig that's all any of us can do.

So I'm not going to go over the ins and outs of booking or in-ring performance, what the next rivalry is and how it should be built.  That is for a very good reason. None of those are my expertise.  What I have over 2 decades of experience in is being a fan. What pains me most days when I'm trying to enjoy something that I have been a fan of for over two thirds of my life is the not so knowledgeable ramblings of people who have appointed themselves, COO, Master Booker and In-Ring Architect when they haven't even figured out how to do the very first job of watching professional wrestling. Which is just being a fan.   

Life Goes On

All over the world awakenings are happening.  Each day an ordinary person is waking up with new extraordinary talents.  And those who already had these talents are finding themselves much much stronger. One day the world will know it's history and this time shall be known as the shift.  The brief period of time where humanity succumbed to vanity, pride, lust, envy, anger, sloth and greed to become their own gods.  The loss of life was monumental.  The true powers of the universe stood by and let it happen.  In most situations the problem will eventually weed itself out and this time was no different than the many, many times before.

But each time humanity returns more refined.  They adapt to change faster.  They understand the theories in less time.  And they build their monuments to themselves higher and higher.  This wasn't the first time they declared themselves gods. However it might be the last time.

In the preparation for the shift a select few have been chosen.  Of course in every story such as this, there are those who have actually been given divinity. They were chosen not because of what they were but because of who they could become.  Potential is not a dirty word, it is a compliment. The bottom line is, when the universe calls on one to become bigger.  The last thing one can do is deny the request. 

The world must begin again and it has been determined that when the time comes only those born of the 9 matched pairs will remain.  All else shall perish, by decree of the seven deadly sins.  They will fall for an idea or person, for power and glory.  Only the children of the 9 will survive and only they will seed the future to humanity.  Life must go on . .