star wars
dada » Fri Oct 14, 2016 2:03 am wrote:Total sidetrack here, but I'll say it anyway. I don't like star wars. I don't like the first movie, or any others. I don't like the ideas, the lessons, the philosophy, the messages. Don't like the role it has played in the culture since the beginning. I think it channels creative thought down unproductive avenues. I like nothing about it.
dada wrote:Realizing this was a very freeing experience for me. I've since moved to a dimension where none of it exists. I'm happier and my life is richer without it.
I think it mostly comes down to what you do with your time.
Besides that, I'd say it's a matter of attention. When I first realized that I didn't like anything about star wars, I thought about why this was. By critiquing it, I untangled myself from its influence.
Then, instead of making 'not liking it' a hobby, I moved on. Now star wars related things have faded into background noise, blending with everything else I'm indifferent to. I've metaphorically 'moved into another dimension.' While cruising the timestreams, there's lots of media debris floating around. I simply avoid it, fly around it.
RI for me is like an interzone hub-world between the dimensions. I park my ship, hang out here for a while. I saw a few references to star wars. It's kind of like sitting around a table at a space bar drinking space soda with the other inter-dimensional aliens, seeing a star wars poster on the wall, and saying, 'you know, that movie sucks.'
(see what I did there? haha)
Now I'll tell a funny story. I used to get invited to these arcade and pinball expos around the US, before I became the evil monster that I am. There would always be a team of guys at these events, cosplaying as a stormtrooper brigade. I loved taunting them. I'd go up to them and say things like, 'what are you guys dressed up as?' and play dumb. Oh, they hated me.
One time there was a guy with a remote control r2d2. I asked him, 'What is that, a garbage can?' Guy got so pissed off. It's all in the way you say it.
It helps that I always carry a guitar around at these things. I'm kind of a unique character with my own gravity. It attracts attention. When I talk to people, others are always watching. This puts them 'on the spot.' I like to cause a scene.
Sometimes I would do a Dune schtick to mess with them. I was in a small room one morning with my friend the arcade referee guy, getting things ready, and the cosplaying stormtroopers walked in to get suited up. I got right in their face and said, 'Your days are numbered. The witches of the Bene Gesserit are coming to destroy your puny star wars universe.' or something to that effect. They were not happy. I think if my friend wasn't there, it might have got ugly. He got a kick out of my antics. He's an avid sci-fi reader.
Another time I was on stage with a bunch of players, we were giving some talk. I brought one of those novelty snakes in a can. I had my referee friend introduce me as "Duncan Idaho." I yelled at the audience about how the star wars universe will soon be crushed, and they should consider this baby sandworm a formal declaration of war, and popped the can. A few people loved it. Mostly got some uncomfortable laughs. Then we did our talk, and I didn't mention it again.
I don't want anyone getting the impression that I'm only about popping the star wars bubble. I have plenty of other trouble to start. My troublemaking plate is full.
Both his words and manner of speech seemed at first totally unfamiliar to me, and yet somehow they stirred memories - as an actor might be stirred by the forgotten lines of some role he had played far away and long ago.