What will I say to the kids?
I have been surprised in recent weeks to find that there is a growing group of people in America who have not seen any of the Star Wars movies. This most often occurs with the female siblings and their friends who are in their mid to early twenties.
This single movie franchise is one of the greatest ways for me to bridge any communication gap. It is a language unto it self when I need IT support and assistance. Characters and story lines are markers that several generations understand when attempting to speak to one another. My lord, even Senator John McCain of Arizona quoted it on every whistle stop of his bus tour to sound cool.
I weep for our future. A place where the term Nurf-hurder will no longer be used or a simple droid no longer finds Batci like their second language.
There will be, I am certain, the retelling of the tales where my father stood in line for hours to get tickets at the Americana Theater, in a not so great neighborhood before the wide release. After the Empire struck back dad scared the crap out of my brother and I in his very fast car down a empty dirt road pretending it was the Millennium Falcon in a meteor field.
But those stories, and a set of pretty bad pre-quels, leave those the younger generation far, far, away.