Shackleford, gritty and resolute, battles from gate to wire to win the 2011 Preakness at a big price
Yesterday I was aptly reminded in a timely conversation that we don’t exist. We just think we do. We have a really good idea of who we are and how we fit into the world. We know our strengths and weaknesses, our likes and dislikes, and our relative place in the world. And because of that, we feel comfortable making similar assessments about others, and operating based on those assessments. This makes for a well-defined but confined system – the degrees of freedom are limited by the pecking order we impose largely on ourselves. We are who we are.
