Originally Posted by Georgie Girl
I would hand him back to his mummie!
Unless she and I were friends, then I'd hand him back to his daddy!
Ggirl, I like your honesty.
Say it's 1959 and you caught a bus Harold Sr. drove. He'd just be the guy driving and you'd be on your merry way to work, not giving a second thought to your driver.
Now, say it's 1963 and the Beatles had just played for the Queen, people queued up in hopes of being his passenger. He was the same good man. He just had a famous son, that's all.
When I was a child, I read about one of the French King Louis, I forget which one. He wrote some atrocious doggerel and gave it to a courtier to read. He asked the man his opinion. The man said, "It's atrocious! A child could write a better poem!"
"I wrote it," said the king. The courtier immediately apologized and said, "Oh, I must not have read it correctly. Let me re-read it. Such vivid imagery! Such poetic language!" The king rolled his eyes,
knowing he'd smoked out another bull flinging flatterer.
I once watched Time Bandits
with some Beatle fans. who
said it was too weird. When I told them George Harrison
directed it, they changed their tune. They, like the French courtier who flattered doggerel, decided they would like it simply because George Harrison directed it.