Theme of Fighting Someone in Freefall for a Parachute: Here I Go by 2 Unlimited
You definitely gotta have one of these.
Most people watch movies like Air Force One or Executive Decision and just process them as pure escapism.
Me, I have a little bit of a different perception.
I look at ‘em as more like . . . aspirational.
I’m just looking for that premium hit of action, you understand?
We’re always gonna have hijackings.
We’re always gonna have hijackers.
And then you’re always gonna have folks who feel called to de-jack a situation, you see.
Sometimes you’re the hijacker, and then other times you’re the de-jacker.
It’s just fate what squirts you into either of these jacker buckets, isn’t it?
Look at the actors in movies: sometimes Gary Oldman’s invading Air Force One, and then later on down the line he’s trying mightily to save Gotham City.
It’s fate.
And, you know, economics, since actors gotta go where the work is, gotta pay for mortgages, and college tuition, and divorce settlements, and racks of fine wine, and buckets of primo marijuana and all the rest of it, right?
It’s fate.
And hopefully one or two dump trucks of Cash American.
But it’s mostly fate.
It’s self-evident, essentially, in the scheme of things when you orientate your mentality to regard things from a fate-based perspective.
And so, bearing all that in mind . . . at some point . . . and this is what you don’t always totally get in the movies . . . the battle of True Jackers . . . must leave the plane itself. Like birds leaving the nest. Hijacker and de-jacker contending mightily for a single parachute in freefall. It’s the ultimate test of whose jack action is strongest, isn’t it?
By this point you’re way out beyond politics and money and manifestos and demands and ultimatums and causes and rhetoric and flags and religions and all of that busted-ass surface level bullshit.
Hopefully, you’re gettin’ out beyond it.
Into a realm of Purest Jack.
But, truth be told, it can take a lifetime to attain such a heaven of struggle, of perfection earned.
And that . . . would not . . . be a wasted life.
Practice makes perfect.
No matter what side of the line fate has assigned you.
Always be jacking.
And, uh, heh, heh . . . may you be blessed with the last parachute when it’s all said and done.
