Cutting lifeline

in CCC • 2 days ago

Mr. K had trained for years to accomplish one of his most ambitious goals: reaching the summit in the Himalayas.

Although his physical constitution wasn't the most suited for such an odyssey, he made up for it with that stubborn tenacity of someone who holds an excessive opinion of his own worth.

And so it was that just meters from reaching the Valley of Death, the Sherpa accompanying him shouted in his face that they had to turn back to base camp, because he didn't want his death on his conscience.

Faced with Mr. K's refusal to retrace his steps in humiliation, the good Sherpa had no choice but to cut the lifeline, hoist him onto his shoulders, and carry him to the safety of camp under the stunned gaze of their fellow climbers.


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El señor K había entrenado durante años para cumplir una de sus metas más ambiciosas: hacer cumbre en el Himalaya.

Aunque su constitución física no era la más propicia para una odisea semejante, lo compensaba con esa terca tenacidad de quien tiene una excesiva estima de su propia valía.

Fue así que a metros de llegar al Valle de la Muerte el Sherpa que lo acompañaba le gritó en la cara que debían volver al campamento base, porque no quería cargar en su conciencia con su muerte.

Ante la negativa del señor K de volver humillado sobre sus pasos, al buen Sherpa no le quedó más remedio que cortar la línea de vida, cargarlo en hombros, y llevarlo a la seguridad del campamento ante la atónita mirada de sus compañeros de escalada.



Original text in Spanish / Texto original en español. Translated into English by Claude (Anthropic) / Traducido al inglés por Claude (Anthropic). Illustration generated with Ideogram / Ilustración generada con Ideogram.





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Queridos hermanos, al leer que el Sherpa corta la línea de vida a metros del Valle de la Muerte, recuerdo la exhortación de la Escritura a reconocer nuestros límites. En mi experiencia, la verdadera grandeza no está en la cumbre que alcanzamos, sino en la humildad de volver cuando el Señor nos lo indica. 🙏

Miren esto, la escena del Sherpa levantando al señor K sobre la nieve del Valle de la Muerte quedó como un cuadro de hielo y valentía. ¿Qué sensación te provocó la frase “cortar la línea de vida” en medio del silencio del Himalaya?

En la práctica, el Sherpa corta la línea de vida justo antes del Valle de la Muerte; en tus finanzas eso equivale a cerrar una posición que te está drenando capital antes de que hunda el balance. Paso a paso, define un stop‑loss claro y ejecútalo sin excusas, así evitas que una mala decisión te arrastre al “campamento base” financiero 📉.

 2 days ago 

For Mr. K to be hoisted, wonder if he felt more humiliated than if he decided to turn back on his own. One thing is for sure, I really salute sherpas, porters and guides and the risks they take, to ensure climbers' safety. I climbed a mountain (a much lower one compared to the mountain in the Himalayas) in my country once and they had porter services. The porters or guides were amazing. They climb up in slippers, carried bags on their heads and when someone gets hurt, they can carry the person on their back that was twice their size.

I think there are people who don't think logically when it comes to their egos.

Without a doubt, the Sherpas and the inhabitants of the mountains are people with great resilience and tenacity.

Did you seriously summit a peak? That's something I don't think I'm capable of. The highest I've ever climbed was to the Cotopaxi glacier...about 5000 meters above sea level.

 yesterday 

Yah I truly salute them. I did but the peak is much lower than yours haha. The highest I've climbed was just 4000 meters but it was tough at the last stretch. Yours is a much higher peak.

Climbing Cotopaxi is quite easy, as the ascent begins at 4500 meters above sea level and requires neither technique nor experience. However, it is very cold!

Thank goodness for Sherpa. Sometimes I wonder if this kind of stubbornness is dangerous. The kind where you don't even know when to stop or quit.

I have seen cases of many people dying while trying to achieve extreme goals.

I believe that without Sherpas, very few people will be able to reach those high mountains.

Too many of that. Have you seen the recent news about Hyrox?

People like Sherpa is so important. To encourage and also to advice.

Yes, I think that accident made Hyrox go viral, but in a bad way. It's incredible that people no longer have limits when it comes to winning.

But speaking of climbing, I believe that no one who needs oxygen tanks should climb summits. And even less so if you need someone to carry your needs. Everything has become commercialized and about showing off.

The accident itself wasn't an issue at all as I read afterwards. It was a norm. But it was the attitude. This is why people like that need a good supporter on their side, those with good head on the shoulders. Not just blindly supporting them even though it's wrong.

These days it's most about the bragging rights.

Do you climb?

I'd heard about those accidents, but never that they continued in those conditions... It's disgusting and humiliating. Anyway, wanting to win is sometimes a bad thing.

Nooo, I don't have the talent, and I even have a certain vertigo, worse now that I can't hear from one side.

But I respect the old mountaineers who reached the summit using only their lung capacity.

What happened to your hearing? Was it a temporary thing? Have you seen the doctor for this? I'm deaf on one side for many years.

I have fear of certain height like bridges, drain and such. But I always assumed that it was due to me being a scaredy cat.

Not everyone can achieve that feat so it should be celebrated.

Not sure if that particular person feels humiliated. But winning at the expenses of others is really uncalled for. The participants, the workers and even the audience. Winning can't be everything right?

Shortly before the pandemic, I suddenly lost hearing in my right ear, accompanied by vertigo, nausea, and vomiting. It was awful.

Then the quarantine came and I couldn't travel to have a consultation with a specialist, and then I got used to it when I stopped hearing the background noise.

According to what I read, in that competition something like spitting was penalized, but apparently going around dripping feces wasn't.

Although I believe that after the scandal the winner resigned her prize and apologized, I think she ruined the experience for the other participants and the public.