Members of the Lucky Sperm Club Hold a 6 Year Long Pity Party
Will it ever stop? The whining that is. It's getting old.
I have to admit that it's been a rough time for the poor Brothers Winklevoss (or "Winklevii" as they are known) since last summer. First, The Social Network was a smash hit (and a probable Oscar best picture winner) that offers a positive portrayal of Mark Zuckerberg as a driven genius--albeit one suffering from poor social skills like any C.Sci. major. Then Time magazine chickens out at the last moment in December, and instead of making the voters' choice, Julian Assange, its Man of the Year, picks Zuckerberg. Finally Mark Z appears on SNL a week ago when Jesse Eisenberg was hosting and looks good yet again. Mark is on a roll.
Meanwhile, the Winklevoss twins can do nothing but bitch and moan in stereo about how Mark stole their idea. Come on guys, grow the fuck up. You were born with the proverbial silver gold spoons in your mouths and have had every advantage in life since the moment of birth. There are something like 6.8 billion people on the planet. You were born among the luckiest 100,000.You're members of the Lucky Sperm Club. Move on with your lives. Do something on your own accounts. The only times we ever hear about you since 2003 are when you're whining about how Zuckerberg out-competed you.
Here's some free advice: use your inherited wealth, your Harvard pedigrees, Ivy League connections, and the $65 million you have already squeezed out of Mark, to actually do something with your lives instead of ending up as nothing more than footnotes in the various Mark Zuckerberg biographies that will be coming out for many years.You guys are rapidly becoming a comedy act ... an unintentional and painfully unfunny comedy act.
And ditch the man-purses, guys. What were you thinking?
If you want to see what I'm talking about, watch these guys embarrass themselves yet again: