Han Shot First
Today’s Words of Wisdom:
Han: “That’s ‘cause droids don’t pull people’s arms out of their sockets when they lose. Wookies are known to do that.”
C-3P0: “I suggest a new strategy, R2. Let the Wookie Win.”
–Star Wars, Episode IV: A New Hope
The Foda’s take: Sometimes being smart means knowing when to let well enough alone. And that includes knowing when it’s counter-productive to blame others for your lot in life. (Although I like to think R2D2 is scrappy enough to hold his own in a Wookie fight.)
Welcome back, friends of Foda! So, I have a rather embarrassing confession to make. For years, I’ve seen T-shirts and other such Star Wars paraphernalia with the graphic reading “Han Shot First.” And I- the great fan that I am- did not know what it meant. That is, until a few days ago.
Apparently, when they digitally remastered the original Star Wars movies (translation: the GOOD ones), they altered the scene in the Mos Eisley Cantina where Han has a shake down with the bounty hunter, Greedo. In the original version, Han shoots first. In the remake, however, perhaps as a ploy to make Han seem more moral and like a “stand-up guy”, Greedo shoots first.
Now, I wouldn’t give this another thought- until you realize that this has sparked a world-wide consumer franchise based solely on the playground argument of:
This led me to question- why is it so important that we know who-dun-it?
Sure, if there’s a murder mystery, we wanna find out who did it- so that justice can prevail. If a box of cute size 7 ballet flats show up at your doorstep- (hint, hint, husband- who, by the way, I shall forevermore refer to as….. Mandalf! Tee-hee, naming people after SciFi/Fantasy characters is so fun!)– Well, in any case, you wanna know whom to thank for knowing you so well! (That’s you, Mandalf!)
But what if…. what if the point of origin- the person, place, or thing that “shot first” is something that cannot be reconciled? No justice, no retribution, do not pass go, do not collect $200. (Mandalf! Does Star Wars Monopoly exist? Because if so, scratch the shoes!) But I digress. My point of origin? A tick. (Ugh, I hate even writing that word.) More than one, in point of fact. And as much as the fairness police inside me wants these creatures who bit innocent-frolicking-through-the-fields me to pay, I will never have that moment. My infectors will never sit on a stand while I point and yell “It’s not my fault! They started it!” They won’t go to jail, so that they can never hurt another human being again. It doesn’t seem fair- and this makes sense.
It makes sense why it took me 3 years to be able to say out loud that I have Lyme Disease, instead of saying I had a “condition” or “illness.” It makes sense why it took me so long to reconcile with the fact that while I am battling this illness, I am not the illness. Since I had nothing tangible to blame, I, inexplicably, blamed myself.
In this world, we want to know whom to blame. It makes us feel better, maybe even sleep better at night, knowing it’s not all our fault. But sometimes, it’s good to accept that whoever or whatever started it- it’s you who will finish it. And that, at least, is something good.
But if anyone wants to Force electricity-blast the buggers Emperor Palpatine style, be my guest.
Until Next Time,
Okay, alright, one more quote….. just because it’s kind of awesome:
“When you blame others, you give up your power to change.”
– Robert Anthony
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