Competitions separate climbers not because of bias of refereeing and other nonsense that are made the corner-stone but because of elementary bankruptcy of possibility to make the self-acceptance and acceptance of another's achievements.

Having felt the baddest once, you find really difficult not to run into pernicious race for the momentary glory with daily trying to prove to everybody that you are the best. Willy-nilly all of this grows into the big soap bubble, where emptiness is behind the rainbow sheen.
And when we thunder against the "Piolet D"Or", first of all, we convict our own inability to reach a consensus in this rather narrow inner circle of people knowing the true of sports mountaineering. In fact the main problem for the such-like competitions is to engage authoritative jurymen which weighty opinion in the estimation of the public can tip the scale of any clacking tongues on the terrace. But that demands the strong will of organizers and authoritative climbers and their ability to put up with the pruritus of heart burs for the benefit of the Caurse.

We have not seen such enthusiasts yet, and, accordingly all of us seem to be the Gods now that keep darting flashes into each other and put out wool over profanes' eyes, glorying own "greatness" and "inaccessibility".