Going Back To A Simpler Life Is

When I Die And Go To Hell, The Devil Is Going To Make Me The Marketing Director For A Cola Company. I’ll Be In Charge Of Trying To Sell A Product That No One Needs, Is Identical To Its Competition, And Can’t Be Sold On Its Merits. I’d Be Competing Head-on In The Cola Wars, On Price, Distribution, Advertising, And Promotion, Which Would Indeed Be Hell For Me. Remember, I’m The Kid Who Couldn’t Play Competitive Games. I’d Much Rather Design And Sell Products So Good And Unique That They Have No Competition.

Climbing For Speed Records Will Probably Become More Popular, A Mania Which Has Just Begun. Climbers Climb Not Just To See How Fast And Efficiently They Can Do It, But Far Worse, To See How Much Faster And More Efficiently They Are Than A Party Which Did The Same Climb A Few Days Before. The Climb Becomes Secondary, No More Important Than A Racetrack. Man Is Pitted Against Man.

The Solution May Be For A Lot Of The World's Problems Is To Turn Around And Take A Forward Step. You Can't Just Keep Trying To Make A Flawed System Work.

Personally, I Would Rather Climb In The High Mountains. I Have Always Abhorred The Tremendous Heat, The Dirt-filled Cracks, The Ant-covered Foul-smelling Trees And Bushes Which Cover The Cliffs, The Filth And Noise Of Camp 4 (the Climbers' Campground), And Worst Of All, The Multitudes Of Tourists Which Abound During The Weekends And Summer Months.

The Climbing As A Whole Is Not Very Esthetic Or Enjoyable; It Is Merely Difficult.