Around my sophmore year of high school, Nick was telling me about this kid in one of his classes. We would usually have these type of conversations when walking home from school. It still holds true that most of the best conversations I have is when I'm walking with someone to a particular destination. Nick was getting frustrated that this kid would always bad mouth any and everything. Nothing was original, nothing was any good, and everything was basically crap. To the extent that Nick conversed with this guy vexed me. This kid actually managed to piss me off, and I hadn't even met him.
I had a conversation with Donovan during Halloween and and managed to interject about childhood memories that were good. These memories were so good and heart felt that they still permeate into your existence into adulthood, and many people continue the search that they attained as a child. He said that these memories are false because people idolize what was good, when it was never originally that good. I concur that there is a fundamental truth about this. Memories get distorted all the time. I don't completely agree, because sometimes there were truly great events that as a child were truly unbelievable.
Perspective changes the way one interprets anything. Especially memories. As a child I watched many numerous cartoon shows and was mesmerized with the quality, and beauty that these shows were. As I've grown up I avoid almost everything that I have ever viewed as a child. Having grown considerably since then, I realize the triteness and generally bad quality that they were. Does this diminish the memory I have? Well yes it does. I don't remember He-man being such a well crafted and non gay inuendo show, but I do remember really loving it. I may not enjoy it now, but it doesn't diminish the feeling that was.
As a young Star Wars fan, I really believed in the force, and everything that was Star Wars mythos. I wasn't crazy or stupid, just a young teenager - synonymous. This kid that Nick would talk about would say how everything was completely unoriginal, and he even pointed out how Star Wars was in that category. I about fell off my rocker. I took it personally, its like I wrote the story. I believed that the Millenium Falcon, Leia, R2D2, Dagobah, lightsabers, The Force, power converters, all of them were George' conception. I wanted to meet this Kid and just scream at him. Yell until the ignorance poured from his very being. A couple of years went by and I this Kid never came up much, until I met him around Senior year. In the mean time I did more research on what Star Wars and how it came into being. I read how George Lucas took all his ideas about the show from the Flash Gordon TV show. And the instruments of the story and mythos, were taken straight from MY world and decorated up. Bhuddism, Shinto Samurai, Katana etc. Worlds with only one climate? I broke my own walls that I used to protect my visage of Star Wars. I wasn't sad to learn that it wasn't what I thought it was, but I could no longer look at it for what it wasn't. I will uphold truth at every stop and at every corner.
My first impression was of this arrogant kid who didn't know what he was talking about. Instead the ignorance I wanted to strip from his being, poured from my own. I didn't realize that what I held so true and noble might actually be just a verisimilitude. The friend that I later made, and the bonds we forged no seer could have predicted. Much has transpired with him, where we helped destroy others arguments, or tore into each other for the same reason. But, my first encounter with David DoBell was a memorable one, most especially because he was right.
I had a conversation with Donovan during Halloween and and managed to interject about childhood memories that were good. These memories were so good and heart felt that they still permeate into your existence into adulthood, and many people continue the search that they attained as a child. He said that these memories are false because people idolize what was good, when it was never originally that good. I concur that there is a fundamental truth about this. Memories get distorted all the time. I don't completely agree, because sometimes there were truly great events that as a child were truly unbelievable.
Perspective changes the way one interprets anything. Especially memories. As a child I watched many numerous cartoon shows and was mesmerized with the quality, and beauty that these shows were. As I've grown up I avoid almost everything that I have ever viewed as a child. Having grown considerably since then, I realize the triteness and generally bad quality that they were. Does this diminish the memory I have? Well yes it does. I don't remember He-man being such a well crafted and non gay inuendo show, but I do remember really loving it. I may not enjoy it now, but it doesn't diminish the feeling that was.
As a young Star Wars fan, I really believed in the force, and everything that was Star Wars mythos. I wasn't crazy or stupid, just a young teenager - synonymous. This kid that Nick would talk about would say how everything was completely unoriginal, and he even pointed out how Star Wars was in that category. I about fell off my rocker. I took it personally, its like I wrote the story. I believed that the Millenium Falcon, Leia, R2D2, Dagobah, lightsabers, The Force, power converters, all of them were George' conception. I wanted to meet this Kid and just scream at him. Yell until the ignorance poured from his very being. A couple of years went by and I this Kid never came up much, until I met him around Senior year. In the mean time I did more research on what Star Wars and how it came into being. I read how George Lucas took all his ideas about the show from the Flash Gordon TV show. And the instruments of the story and mythos, were taken straight from MY world and decorated up. Bhuddism, Shinto Samurai, Katana etc. Worlds with only one climate? I broke my own walls that I used to protect my visage of Star Wars. I wasn't sad to learn that it wasn't what I thought it was, but I could no longer look at it for what it wasn't. I will uphold truth at every stop and at every corner.
My first impression was of this arrogant kid who didn't know what he was talking about. Instead the ignorance I wanted to strip from his being, poured from my own. I didn't realize that what I held so true and noble might actually be just a verisimilitude. The friend that I later made, and the bonds we forged no seer could have predicted. Much has transpired with him, where we helped destroy others arguments, or tore into each other for the same reason. But, my first encounter with David DoBell was a memorable one, most especially because he was right.
