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I want to talk about perfection, or our desire to achieve it. In a $5 bin at Walmart, I found the first
season of both 21 Jump Street, and The Greatest American Hero. Both of these old TV shows are from the 80’s
and remind me of a great time in my life.
So that right there was worth the view.
I shared “The Greatest American Hero” with my 12 year old son, who
actually liked it. As I watching it, I
started to judge it in my head. I judged
the special effects, the reluctant hero that could not fly or land properly,
and on and on. As I continued to watch
not only did my son and I share a great afternoon, but I came to like the show
more and more.
I did not watch it when it was on TV originally, I thought
TV was an evil beast, and a lot of time I did not own one. I also was very
active between college, work and friends.
The only part I was familiar with was the theme song. It was called “Believe It or Not”. It was popular and quite peppy while the show
ran.
Anyway I started thinking about the huge block buster
Superman chain, Star Wars, Batman. How intricate and complex they were and how
flawless they appeared. Even our
favorite Eclipse movies are more perfection.
When I grew up vampires were creatures that did not exist in light and
certainly did not sparkle. They were not
vegans, and especially not emergency room doctors. Though slightly romantic,
they sucked blood and took your life. They were monsters. The end.
Now I love Eclipse so for the rest of this blog I remove it from
comparison.
I was watching the beautiful Connie Selleca, and William
Katt, even the late Robert Culp. These
actors were beautiful, but not perfect.
Connie is a beautiful, statuesque woman with womanly curves. She did not have the fat sucked out of her
thighs with liposuction. Nor did she
need it. The characters on both shows embraced their individuality.
As I continued to watch
I appreciated that William Katt could not get his flying or landing down
well, and looked frightened and clumsy as he went through the air. They were more things he was not comfortable
with. Connie was slightly insecure with
her romance, which was far from perfect and Bob Culp resembled a goofy,
outdated FBI agent and I loved them. They expressed my own imperfections and humanity.
If we are not seeking a perfect healthy younger body, to
make all our dreams come true, create a
perfect romantic relationship, “be all we can be”, “just do it” whatever it is,
then somehow are life seems a little less wonderful , and we are diminished. We have in the last 30 years since this show,
airbrushed ourselves in every possible way both literally, and metaphorically.
From my point of view this is sad, just plain sad. We are never going to be perfect, we are not
meant to be perfect, we are meant to be human.
We are meant to have a human experience.
I could blame technology or Hollywood, but both of these are responses
to our dreams, fantasies and desires.
Does that mean I don’t want to improve, no it does not. I try every day to do the best I can to
improve. My life is a work in progress.
I feel, at times, we have lost the beauty of God and the joy at
being alive.
We have just
forgotten that fantasy is just that, a fantasy.
Our flawed bodies give us life and except for the 159 lb 5 year old
girl, we were made to go through this life this way. Our bodies give love and
give life back. Our flawed relationships are our companions, and frankly they
are getting more difficult as a lot of us wait for the perfect woman with the
perfect body or the man who will make great money and not burp in public. We all are not going to be CEOs, or movie
stars or super sport stars. They are
exceptions not the rule.
The rest of us, the rule, are the substance of our world,
our country and matter as much as the stunning exceptions. As I age, I value the imperfection, the
overworked mother without make up raising small children on too little money,
she is the hero. The man who works
really hard in the mines to feed and care for his family, he is a hero. They
are all imperfect by our airbrushed, “reach for the stars over achieving population”. When I grown up I want their character, their
hard work, and the ability to fly poorly and land badly. So embrace your diversity and your uniqueness. Just like the Greatest American Hero.