Between a Rock and a Moron

The topic of discussion on the run the other day was Aron Ralston, the author of "Between a Rock and a Hard Place," the true story of how he amputated his own arm with a pocketknife when it got caught under a rock when he was hiking alone in the canyons of Utah. For some reason, the man has been seen as a hero, an ideal of the outdoorsman that does whatever he needs to in order to survive.

Bullshit.

Aron Ralston is an idiot. He went hiking alone, bad. He didn't tell anyone where he was going, bad. He climbed on suspended rocks, bad. It took him seven days to realize he could break the bone and cut his way out, bad.

We decided that it wouldn't have taken a week to decide to cut the arm off and get back to the nearest McDonalds. Arms are expendable, that's why god gave us two of them. If my head was stuck under a rock, it might have been a little tougher of a decision, as I have only one head.

Today we salute you Aron Ralston, real original title for a book.