Some guy in a popular 80’s band, the sort of band that people make fun of sober but never fail to sing along with when they’ve had a few too many drinks in them, once made the claim that “Everybody wants to rule the world.” Sure, this guy may have made some questionable hair choices, but who among us isn’t guilty of some decade’s faux pas? Let (s)he who is free of fashion sin cast the first pot of pomade. But, the sentiment behind the statement is succinct. The ideology, especially if you’ve been raised in Western Culture, is familiar.
We’re taught from an early age, despite what school guidance counselors try their best to convince us of, that being the “best” is what should drive us. The best among us shall receive the biggest reward. Failure is not an option. Go big or go home. Full of win. Like a boss…
Everybody wants to rule the world, but Aleister Pitts would just settle for a jelly donut.
The youngest of ten children, Aleister’s parents ran out of steam long before they could teach him about ambition properly. His older brothers had hogged up the looks, charm, talent, and brains. His older sisters had taken all of the brilliance, grace, beauty, and heart. All that had been left for Aleister was an insatiable appetite for fried bread and a tolerance for laziness that could have made a sloth hang its head in shame.
Sure, some people may have been tempted to feel sorry for the “poor slob”, but Aleister Pitts was the kind of guy whose entire life’s endeavor — the root of finding true happiness for him — could be sated by a single powdered-sugar-dusted pastry.
Everybody else wanted to rule the world…
Honestly… who do you think had a better chance of making their dreams come true?