An interesting day it was

4/15/25:

 

I've remained purposefully vague about what I mean in this post. Should I start specifying details?

 

Perhaps I should not. Not because it is some sort of deep mystery. But instead of mystery, it is a generalization that applies across a great many occurrences.

 

To specify it too much would destroy the meaning more than to clarify it.

 

I saw something today that was "interesting". Hence, the update of this post. Truly interesting times, indeed.

 

4/9/25:

 

Well, this is going to be a think piece. Or an attempt at one. So, let's get on with it.

Lately, I've been watching Tubi. It's not really TV. It's a video streaming service that offers movies, documentaries, and such. One movie that I watched yesterday for reasons I don't know besides the obvious one of passing some time; and I observed something of note. Because of that, I wanted to remember it. Fortunately, I was able to remember, and here I am.

The plot of the movie is not what I want to discuss. At least not much of it. There was indeed a part of the story that stood out in bold relief. It seems that the main character was trying to fight back against the political machine was destroying him.

It stood out in bold relief because it was a page out the playbook in which politics is played in the country to this very day.

Yes, I thought that was worth mentioning. Anyway, the main character is struggling against this machine, and it looked like he was about to lose. But something like a miracle happens that saves the day.

The point? The movie was made in 1939. After all that time, little has changed. I guess that's the point. Nothing has changed.

But one thing may have changed. Miracles were believed in back in 1939. I wonder if we who populate these here United States can believe in miracles anymore? Is it possible to turn back the clock and get people to believe that a miracle is even possible? Or have people become so jaded that they couldn't believe in miracles? That too was part of the film. One of the characters had become so jaded that she was losing hope.

To tell you the truth, the first few minutes of the flick was almost unwatchable for me. The main character was so naive. It was cringey as hell and as hokey as hell. But I stuck it out, and watched it all. Talking about miracles. But I jest.

So the main character was naive and the leading lady so to speak was the opposite. She was totally jaded, but felt a bit sorry for him at first. Then she made a 100% turnaround and started to believe.

There was another turnaround in the characters of this movie. A bad guy who pretended to be a good guy and was seen as a good guy actually changed his ways and stopped being a bad guy. He owned up to his wicked old ways and fessed up. I guess you can say that that was the miracle. He saw the light and changed. But he tried to commit suicide, but was stopped.

Can people change? I'm getting so jaded right now that I'm like that gal. It's really hard for me to believe these days. Nevertheless, I keep on. I keep on because there's nothing else to do. In a way, miracles have been happening all along. I got through yesterday. That was a freaking miracle.