Post by Jeff Wilson on Mar 31, 2010 2:29:37 GMT -5
First off, I’ll start off by saying thank you to JW for running this Survivor series, and allowing us all to gather to make friendships, which would eventually wanting to strangle one another.
Before I really get into it I would like to ask that you try and read the words that I’m saying for what they are. I’m not lying or making up shit. There’s no reason for me to lie anymore. So please, I ask you to not rule me out simply for the reason that you’re angry with me, or that you feel hurt by me.
With that out in the open, let’s begin.
On day 1 I made two promises. One was to myself, and one was to Bobby Jon.
I promised Bobby Jon that I would work with him through thick and thin, no matter what, that I would never ever go against him.
I promised myself that I would do anything it took to get myself to the finals.
Outside of those two promises, nothing else mattered.
I made promises that I couldn’t keep to almost every one of you. I lied. I shared some of the strategy you shared with me, with others. I did anything I needed to do to get to the place where I’m seated. And it worked.
I know that a lot of you are upset with me, in particular for the way that I played this game. I know that a lot of you feel betrayed. Candice, Tom, Ozzy, Jenna, Cirie maybe Debbie, but I’m not exactly sure. You have perfectly good reasons to be upset with me, but you cannot say that my game play, as ruthless as it was, wasn’t successful or valid.
I know that most of you will argue that I didn’t have to be as ruthless and cutthroat as I was with my decisions to make alliances casually, to get myself through. But let’s face it, you are all intelligent people, and you all know what you’re doing. Being “Mr. Nice” wouldn’t have yielded any results. Yes, you can argue that I was on a clear path to the finals with Tom and Ozzy, but would I have stood a chance? Absolutely not.
Some of you have labeled me as a “user” and that I used you to get myself to the finals. I admit it. I did just that, but it wasn’t with malicious intent. I made an effort to talk to each everyone of you regularly (with the exception of Sue), and I used my ability to build bonds with each of you to my benefit.
So, jury, I would like to challenge you to do two things. Ask meaningful questions, make us squirm, make us sweat, but when it comes down to it, be satisfied in knowing that the person you voted for truly deserved to win the game whether or not that person is me. My second challenge is not to vow not to vote for me simply because you were hurt by my actions. None of them were personal.
Best of luck to you with the important decision you'll be making over the course of this week.
Before I really get into it I would like to ask that you try and read the words that I’m saying for what they are. I’m not lying or making up shit. There’s no reason for me to lie anymore. So please, I ask you to not rule me out simply for the reason that you’re angry with me, or that you feel hurt by me.
With that out in the open, let’s begin.
On day 1 I made two promises. One was to myself, and one was to Bobby Jon.
I promised Bobby Jon that I would work with him through thick and thin, no matter what, that I would never ever go against him.
I promised myself that I would do anything it took to get myself to the finals.
Outside of those two promises, nothing else mattered.
I made promises that I couldn’t keep to almost every one of you. I lied. I shared some of the strategy you shared with me, with others. I did anything I needed to do to get to the place where I’m seated. And it worked.
I know that a lot of you are upset with me, in particular for the way that I played this game. I know that a lot of you feel betrayed. Candice, Tom, Ozzy, Jenna, Cirie maybe Debbie, but I’m not exactly sure. You have perfectly good reasons to be upset with me, but you cannot say that my game play, as ruthless as it was, wasn’t successful or valid.
I know that most of you will argue that I didn’t have to be as ruthless and cutthroat as I was with my decisions to make alliances casually, to get myself through. But let’s face it, you are all intelligent people, and you all know what you’re doing. Being “Mr. Nice” wouldn’t have yielded any results. Yes, you can argue that I was on a clear path to the finals with Tom and Ozzy, but would I have stood a chance? Absolutely not.
Some of you have labeled me as a “user” and that I used you to get myself to the finals. I admit it. I did just that, but it wasn’t with malicious intent. I made an effort to talk to each everyone of you regularly (with the exception of Sue), and I used my ability to build bonds with each of you to my benefit.
So, jury, I would like to challenge you to do two things. Ask meaningful questions, make us squirm, make us sweat, but when it comes down to it, be satisfied in knowing that the person you voted for truly deserved to win the game whether or not that person is me. My second challenge is not to vow not to vote for me simply because you were hurt by my actions. None of them were personal.
Best of luck to you with the important decision you'll be making over the course of this week.