I find it rather funny sometimes how life takes unexpected turns and we sit in the passenger seat grasping at and leaving finger marks in the dash whilst stomping on the floorboard to hit the imaginary break we wished we’d installed when we bought the car. I have chosen to constantly try and change and better myself, or as constant as possible in this world, and still feel uneasy at some of the things that are thrown at us from the audience of humanity. Having lost my home, my family, my job, some friends and other things in the last 6 months of 2011 I wonder how much can one person take before breaking.
Today’s post was going to be a look at another commercial I saw recently. I actually have 2 different commercials in mind and even titles for each post but rather life, God, everyone else had other plans for me. Instead I have been blessed in a number of ways in the last 2 hours.
The first is that a new person started following me and as always I went to check out their blog to see if it was something that I would be interested in reading on a regular basis. What I found was yet another person who blew me away with her writing style, her mind, her wit, and her look on life. I started reading through posts and quickly realized I could place her up there with my new found Blog-friends at BecomingCliche and Snobbery as someone I respect quite a lot for their talents, wit, and knowledge.
This first blessing was soon followed as I read one of her posts about a documentary she had recently seen. I happen to be a huge fan of documentaries (much to the dismay of my ex-wife who wouldn’t pay attention to some and refused to even start others with me) and this one I knew I would want to see as soon as I read the title – ‘Terry Pratchett: Choosing to Die’.
It is no secret that I admire and love Terry Pratchett and he is probably my all time favorite author. Seeing as I read a lot less than some avid readers and other Bloggians out there when I get a chance to read it is normally another Discworld novel, or re-reading Hogfather. (Yes I read other things too, but seriously, I love Pratchett books) The reason for this is because I used to write, a LOT. I was once writing a book entitled ‘Mental Masturbation’ which was a satire on racism and politics in America. It had some classics that I still think back to today such as Self-Cannibalism (You’ll never see a fat self-cannibalist because they would have already finished eating) and Chiua-bombs. (Dog bombs used by the military in which distance to target was measured in ‘Yips’ yip yip yip yip yip yip yip yip) Yes, my mind was out there. But I was young and had not found any authors who matched my style at the time so I felt a lack of interest would always certainly follow. That was, until I found a book by a brilliant author named Thomas Harris entitled Catch-22. His sarcasm and satire of war led me to realize I was not alone. And while I had read Piers Anthony before, finding Pratchett certainly sealed the deal that there were other thinkers like me.
So, after reading about this documentary I quickly checked Netflix to see of its availability (I had not yet finished the blog post to see she had linked to the video, I was too excited) and found Netflix had added another Discworld cartoon series from way back when, and there was a DVD available of the third movie of Discworld. (I don’t get Nflix DVD’s so I have attained it elsewhere and will be watching it after this.)
I then went back to the blog and started reading about the documentary that led to such gems as these. I will not go into a real review of the movie as I think you should instead head over and read what she has to say about it but rather just give a gist of it so I can continue.
In a nutshell, Terry has alzheimers and is considering assisted suicide. In the movie he goes around in search of other people already contemplating or going through with such a decision to help him get a grasp on the entire thing.
I will say first, I am a very emotional person: thanks in large part to a lot of things that happened in my childhood. I feel things deeply, more so than most men and some women. This documentary will make you think about where you are and where you are going. In fact, the most telling part of the entire documentary for myself was near the very beginning. Pratchett is unable to type anymore and has to have an assistant follow him around and take dictation.
This hit home for me. Being a computer guy, a guitarist, a gamer, even as a passionate romantic I use my hands a lot. Finding myself unable to sit here and type to you or play guitar ever again would surely be one of the most devistating things that could possibly come to pass in my existence in this world. I am sure, there would be other things to come just as the drummer for Def Leppard continued on with one arm and yet I would imagine to feel an emptiness close to and akin to not being able to see my step-children anymore.
It also reminds me of how short everything is. Being 33 I feel very old when I look back at how fast things have gone by and how things I used to watch, listen to, or do are things that ‘kids these days (another phrase I find myself saying a lot more)’ may not have even heard of.
If you are a Pratchett fan, a documentary lover, or you just like thinking about big questions head over and read the blog, watch the movie, and think about where you are in your life and where you want to be before the car turns and throws you out of it.
Thanks for reading… Thanks for Thinking… Thanks for living.