Lazy, lazy, lazy. But that is no excuse for my absence. This past weekend I viewed a few motion pictures, one of which hath become my favorite. V for Vendetta. The man wearing the Guy Fawkes guise, to shield himself from the English government. Fully embodies everything about Guy Fawkes, lets just get revenge and blow up parliament. The story of this movie has been my favorite so far from any movie I have seen previous. Made me think, could there really be a single vendetta that could destroy a government? Quite possibly.
The other movie I watched. Where the Wild Things Are. This one, this one hit close to home. About half way through the film I got quite emotional, no, not because of the picture itself, but who the characters are. Yes I am referring to Max. Let me summarize Max up a bit for those who care not to have read or to go see the movie. Max is very creative, lets his mind go free. Max is a loner, nobody understands him, his mother does, until she enforces discipline. Max becomes outraged, runs away, runs away from his problems, his fears, the life he was living and he goes into his world. Now, my connection to Max is that as a child I would hide from problems, fears, the life I was living. The thing is, I still do that today. This brought me to a revelation. I need to man up, and deal with my problems, my fears, my challenges, my weaknesses. Max's character showed me who I was and what I dont need to be like. This week I am starting anew, a fresh man, with my 17th birthday coming up, I have big plans for the year ahead.
Back to Guy Fawkes, I would consider him a "dark romantic", up in the ranks of Poe and Hawthorne. I have come to love his poems, however disturbing they may be. He stood up for what he thought, his belief, and expressed it. He didnt run away from the government, he fought it. He stood up in his beliefs, he didnt run from anything, he faced it square in the eye and went toe to toe and fought until the end.
Thursday is November Fifth, Guy Fawkes day, and you better believe ill be celebrating this day.
Remember, remember the Fifth of November,
The Gunpowder Treason and Plot,
I know of no reason
Why the Gunpowder Treason
Should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, t'was his intent
To blow up the King and Parli'ment.
Three-score barrels of powder below
To prove old England's overthrow;
By God's providence he was catch'd
With a dark lantern and burning match.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, let the bells ring.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King!