Be yourself on stage. Nobody else can be you and you have the law of supply and demand covered.
Bill HicksRead
I'm not into those kind of rivalries. I remember standing out in front of Stratford, minding my own business. Carload of about eighty kids would pull up: 'STRATFORD SUCKS!' Am I supposed to run after these guys? I'd just stand there, you know. They'd back up. 'STRATFORD SUCKS! ...STRATFORD SUCKS!' I'd say, 'I know. I go there. You're wasting gas, man.
Interpretation
The quote reflects a humorous indifference to rivalries and conflicts.
In this quote, Bill Hicks illustrates a humorous take on the absurdity of rivalries, particularly in a school setting. By showcasing his calm response to a group of kids shouting insults, Hicks emphasizes that engaging with pointless antagonism is unnecessary and that one can choose to rise above such petty provocations, highlighting the futility of anger and the importance of self-awareness in the face of trivial confrontations.
In practice
During a school assembly discussing the importance of resilience in facing bullying or rivalry.
Be yourself on stage. Nobody else can be you and you have the law of supply and demand covered.
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