My dad, CJJ, old age, middle age, youth (just 15ish, in the Army)
I can’t locate a computer copy of my HS photo at age 15, but I think I looked like him then. I thought he looked like Sean Connery, as far as admired celebs go, and I attributed that to the Scots-Irish presumed in our ancestry.
I spent 2-3 hours using YouTube yesterday to watch shorts of handsome, favorite actors of my generation transform from youth to old age or death. AI in action. Sean Connery was a favorite, probably because I associated him with Dad. I was and am also particularly partial to Denzel and Morgan Freeman forever, but my current favorite is Brendan Fraser. I seem to see compassion and kindness pour out of his big blue eyes, whatever fact or fiction happens to him.
This might seem trivial, but no. The people in the entertainment industry, including social media and the so-called news, occupy more human headspace, at least in electrified parts of the world, than God. Can we even imagine living through a week before 1895 when the Lumiere Brothers et al introduced motion pictures? More than entertainment, media shapes our lives. Can we turn it off a day without getting the heebiejeebies?
“'Cause, like Halliday said, 'reality is the only thing that's real.'”
Doesn’t that just beat all? My quote is Wade Watts from the movie (I never read the book), Ready Player One. Another all time fave!
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