I often wonder at the resistance put up by the modern, primarily sport climbing world at the mere suggestion that some of their forebears were more apt, more determined and more committed than they. Sure, Raindawg is good at beating a dead horse but if the best you can muster as a response is some ad hominem about him being old then perhaps your position needs re-assessing. Individuals like Messner, Bonatti, etc set such a terrifically high standard that the majority of climbers today cannot seem to fathom how far out of their league they really are (if they are aware of them at all). These guys melded absurd physical capacity with creativity and, I would say, spirituality. By comparison todays sport climbers are just jerking it for the camera. Now, understand, I like jerking it just as much as the next guy. I sport climb and I enjoy it. However, I have no qualms about recognizing what others have done and putting my contribution in realistic context. So what say you? What keeps you from being able to recognize the contributions of others that may outweigh your own? Is it ego? Is it vanity? Or is it just a standard characteristic of youth that has not been tempered with wisdom? In which case maybe associated posts could be moved to the "Self Absorbed Children" category. Thats a reference to the fuddy-duddy comment. You see how I did that?