30 Days of Nerdy Hair

Day 20: Scarlett O ‘ Hara from Gone with the Wind

Today’s choice is from my second favorite movie of all time (after the entire Star Wars saga of course) Gone with the Wind.

Just like with Star Wars, I can’t tell you the first time I ever saw Gone with the Wind, but I do remember being obsessed with it as a kid. I always wanted to be Scarlett O’ Hara and live in the romantic Antibellum South as a child. The big frilly dresses, the attractive men in uniform, the imminent danger of war and famine and oh yeah… the horrible slavery.

So, maybe not! But I still love this movie.

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This is the very start of the movie. When Scarlett is still young and frilly and idealistic. She still believes the world revolves around her and hasn’t had to face the hardships of war quite yet. She may be a bit of a… rhymes with snitch… but I can’t help but love her and wish that Rhett would just come back at the end of the movie. I wanted that happy ending so much that when the mini series, Scarlett came out in 1994 I was overjoyed that there may come a happy ending for our dear Scarlett. As usual the book Scarlett is far better than the mini series, but I still love it and watch it often. It’s right up there with North and South and The Thornbirds.

Anyways… long story short, here’s my Scarlett! I left my snitchey attitude at home. Though I’m definitely more of a Scarlett than a Melanie. There’s no doubt about that. Scarlett is what you might call a classic hurricane. While Melanie is most definitely a tree. And we all know which one I am.

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I Need a Hero…

It isn’t the least bit fair for the average modern man out there. But for a girl raised on Star Wars, Disney and Gone with the Wind, who had a brother that introduced her to The X-Men, Power Rangers and The Green Lantern. A girl raised on pure whimsical imagination… of course I need a hero. Or at the least, a man more than willing to dress up like one on Halloween and at ComicCon.

How is the modern man meant to compete with the paragons of truth, justice and tight pants that are constantly being put out there? (Not that I’m complaining.) Such heroic figures. Men in tights and men in capes. Men of steel and of iron. Men in long coats, leather coatsbrown coats. Men who wear masksfedoras, suspenders and bowties. Men in suits and men with swords. Men in breeches and in loincloths. Men who wear chucks and men named Chuck.

It isn’t fair. But it’s not my fault. Long ago, Prince Charming entered the picture. And at the tender age of 4 it was all over!! Next came Han Solo, and as you can see from the list above, the rest is history. But I don’t care. I have to believe in heroes. Because in actuality, being a hero isn’t about carrying a gun or going to war or even about saving a life. The truth is, rarely does the average person get such a blatant opportunity for heroics.

No, it’s much deeper. It’s integrity and character. It’s seeing the evils in this world and at the very least, at the bare minimum, it’s caring about change. Humanity is capable of true greatness. Great acts of good, great acts of evil. And it’s modern mortal heroes (men and women alike) who are charged with changing the world.

We don’t have the mythical super-powered good guys to look to in times of crisis. But there’s a reason we’re so drawn to movies with heroic figures. Movies like The Avengers and The Hunger Games. Because when we watch them we feel inspired to heroics. Even of the smallest kind.

So I say again… I need a hero. But at the same time, I need to become a heroine worthy of such a man, should he one day come knock down my door. Tights, swords, chucks and all.

Hey, a girl can dream!!