Here is an article about a legless man who finished a long marathon. It took him weeks and he moved only by his hands. When he finished, he was met by media showers of adulation. What he did was certainly impressive. But I still feel like asking: Why? I am all for the Olympic spirit, but this seems more in the spirit of Gennesis World Record. We feel obliged to wave some pom poms and celebrate his accomplishment, but what are we exactly celebrating? That a man may do a marathon on his hands? The triumph of human spirit? More like the triumph of human desire to create pointless monuments. I just don't like the hoopla that inevitably surround things of this nature.