Will, our beloved benefactor, can tell you where he was when Dale Earnhardt was killed. he’d been raised in a household that understood the value of going fast and turning left. NASCAR has been an American staple since its inception and for good reason, it’s awesome!
But why all the fuss? Why are these driver’s willing to put their lives on the line to walk a razor’s edge while going around a track at two hundred miles per hour?
Because that’s the damn point, isn’t it? Some folks just want to know what they’re made of. It’s easy enough to hold down a desk everyday and pack away a few extra bucks for a rainy day or the occasional family vacay, but putting your life on the line with a bunch of other crazies to see who has what it takes to win, no matter what, well that takes guts. Chutzpah. Cajones.
What it takes is Courage. And Passion.
People love NASCAR and tattoos for the same reason: They don’t make any sense and that doesn’t make it any less awesome. Tattoos hurt, cost money, take time to heal, and age as we do. You can’t even drive a NASCAR on the road and the average fan would be too blasted by the end of the race to drive home anyway. Why would anyone participate in such buffoonery anyway?
Because it’s fucking awesome, that’s why.
There’s and old saying that says ‘If I have to explain, you wouldn’t understand.’ Which sums it up quite nicely, really. So the next time someone with a shitty look on their face asks you why you got all of those tattoos, you just tell them what they already know: Because I fucking wanted them. ‘What are you going to do when you get old?’-probably die and shit myself. Or the popular ‘why would you do that to yourself, you’re such a pretty girl?’ -I’m still pretty, I’m just no longer attractive to assholes-mission accomplished!
It’s one of the tenets of the passionate, isn’t it? That it doesn’t matter what other people think! You’ll find that in the NASCAR fanbase, pro-wrestling fans, tattoo collectors, and well, in religion, won’t you?
Stay tuned for more in our Passion Series in a couple of days.