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arthur: gets down on one knee, pops out little black box..
ford: eyes widen, stares at the beautiful diamond ring
arthur: *snif* will you marry me?
ford: takes the ring and swallows it
arthur: what
ford: what
arthur: what
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One of the reasons I keep going back to re-read The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy so often is because of how incredibly clever he is when it comes to looking at this weird old universe and using it to both amuse and move the reader.
Take, for example, Ford Prefect. He took his Earth name because he got so confused by how ubiquitous cars and car ads were in all the data he had on the planet and decided cars are the dominant species. So he called himself Ford. How can I not love such a magnificent troll moment from Douglas Adams?
And it's just such a great character establishing moment. You get that lovely tidbit of information, you're just leaning into it, and then Adams slaps you with the fact that sometimes when he's stressed people would look at him and feel just how far away from home he was, and how that's normal for all life, but because we'd never been off earth nobody was ever prepared for the deep existential sadness that feeling that vast miserable six hundred and forty-two (and a half) light years of distance could have.
Less than a page and Adams goes from magnificent trolling to heart-wrenching emotional clarity and honestly that's the shit that keeps me coming back to the series. '42' is funny. Mistaking cars for the dominant species is funny. But in between those brilliant moments of hilarity is a deep, sometimes heartbreaking understanding of life that I think deserves to be talked about more.
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For his arrogance, Brutus was killed.
For his softness, Cassius was slain.
For his holyness, old J.C was killed.
And… what drives a man to his bidding?
#w4v2 #v1k4
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