Had to reblog this. I had an awfully difficult time telling the truth when I was younger. Low self-esteem coupled with a vivid imagination led to some fairly wild stories when the truth just felt too bland. Maybe Dr. Carson will come to realize that he’s badass enough without the falsehoods. Read the original at redswrap.wordpress.com.
I get Ben Carson’s deal. He wants to be a badass in the worst way.
And when his actual life story didn’t score enough badass points, he gave it a little more juice, moving himself from spectator to perpetrator, wisher to doer. For most people, being a world class brain surgeon would probably be badass enough but not for Dr. Carson. He had to have come from a really rugged, dangerous place, overcome a lot more than the MCAT (Medical College Admission Test) and 24-hour shifts as a resident. That would be plenty badass for me, working around the clock, saving lives, drinking black coffee, sleeping on a cot in the supply closet like Dr. Kildare. And then there was the separating of the conjoined twins. Super badass in my book.
But I have to admit, it would be even more badass if Dr. Carson had really tried to stab…
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