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Skipper Dan Was Wrong

For those not familiar with the refined, classy works of Weird Al Yankovic, please view this before continuing:

[video=youtube_share;a0cCRRFi1aA]https://youtu.be/a0cCRRFi1aA[/video]

I've heard this song dozens of times. I suppose I've enjoyed a bit of Schadenfreude in the listening, but something about it always disturbed me.
Today, it came to me. Skipper Dan isn't a victim to be pitied. He's a pussy.

Here's the deal: You give up, you lose. If Skipper Dan has really given up, I feel contempt for him.
But here's the real kicker: You make the best of where you are. In Skipper Dan's case, he has a crappy job boating tourists around in a circle. Dozens of times a day, telling the same lame jokes. Well, here's a joke for you, listen to Denis Leary's "No Cure For Cancer".
He covers it best when he explains "Shut the F*** up! You're not happy? Life didn't turn out like you expected? Hey! I thought I was gonna be the starting center fielder for the Boston Red Socks! Life sucks, buy a helmet."

What Skipper Dan needs to do is just enjoy the moment. Seriously. Those pasty white tourists from Duluth and Buffalo want to have a good time. They paid their money, but you owe them. This may be their only time in The Magic Kingdom. Make it fun. They are people, just like you. Live vicariously, and laugh. God puts us where we are for a reason. If we must serve others, don't do so with a heavy heart. Don't act like you enjoy life. ENJOY LIFE!

At one point in the song, Skipper Dan laments that he's "...laughing but crying inside..". And that's where he fails. Your audience can always smell a fake. Suck it up, do your job, and just maybe you'll finally make it. In the meantime, act like you're happy to be here. Because you should be.

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Sounds easy when you put it like that Winston but it isn't. It just isn't. I'm sorry.
Y'know? As I get older I find myself wanting to do something about my life. Some days it's all I think about. NO I don't want to have fun or experience any kind of enjoyment. That would be over-doing it. Just to feel like getting up and facing another day would be an amazing thing for me. Counselling is out of the question, after 60 odd years where does person start? and I don't want to get into taking happy-pills either.

I have no sound here so there would be no point in my watching the clip.

Maybe this vivo character should consider a career-change whatever.
 
Good post Fred, Every day is a new day and you can be whoever you want to be. Yesterday doesn't matter, nor does tomorrow. Today the stage is yours...do something with it.
 
God puts us where we are for a reason.

Assuming God exists. And Skipper Dan himself is a cartoon character, though one born presumably of satire centred around first-world problems. Much better, I feel, to save one's boot for the faces of the people that actually deserve it.
 
bdcharles;bt12803 said:
Assuming God exists. And Skipper Dan himself is a cartoon character, though one born presumably of satire centred around first-world problems. Much better, I feel, to save one's boot for the faces of the people that actually deserve it.

You do realize that the "Skipper Dan" character serves to illustrate a metaphor? I actually watched an interview with Weird Al before posting this. Neither he nor I have any ill will toward hard working folks stuck in bad jobs. That "boot to the face" comment was not necessary. If you ever want to compare crappy jobs, I'll beat you every day.

You may not think you exist for a reason. You are entitled to that presumption. But I will not coddle, excuse or shrug-off anyone that treats their life as anything less than a precious gift. Obviously "Skipper Dan" is not real. But there are far too many folks in the real world that act just like that fictional character. If anyone goes into their job every day, and is not looking forward to bringing value to someone else's life, that person is a selfish wanker. Period.

dither, I understand and appreciate your situation. I am also very aware of folks with legitimate mental health issues such as depression. But for the average, middle /working class person today, it is unfathomable not to appreciate what life today offers. And being "blessed" (sry BD), if you don't feel like you have some duty to pay it forward, you're acting like a petulant child.

It's as simple as a heartfelt smile. Like people and like yourself. "Fake it 'till you make it". Just try.
But I stand by my assertion. Giving up is for losers.
 
Winston;bt12805 said:
But for the average, middle /working class person today, it is unfathomable not to appreciate what life today offers. And being "blessed" .

It's as simple as a heartfelt smile. Like people and like yourself. "Fake it 'till you make it". Just try.
But I stand by my assertion. Giving up is for losers.


Sorry Winston but I don't go along with that.

And as for faking it, for what? For whom? For those who don't approve that they might one day like me? I don't think so.

I have to be me Winston. I can't/won't pretend to be something or somebody that I'm not. We are what we are and in my case it isn't pretty. No time for losers eh?

And why the hatred for those who , in your eyes, don't measure up?

There's no doubt that you and PW have every right to hold your heads high and walk with pride.I couldn't ever be like you. Wouldn't want to be. I don't begrudge you your self-respect/dignity/self-esteem whatever and I certainly don't hate you for it.

I tolerate others in the hope that they might tolerate me. That's all.
 
Reminds me of Uncle Rico in Napolean Dynomite how he was stuck in the past of his former glory. Yes, sometimes you move on. Acting carriers dont work for most, just like sports. Most just don't make it. And you can't simply force it with hard work.
 
dither;bt12806 said:
...And why the hatred for those who , in your eyes, don't measure up?...

dither, if I hated you, I'd just keep my mouth shut and not care.
Not at all my goal to make you, or anyone else unhappy. Uncomfortable? Sure.
I am selfish. I'd like you to be content and comfortable. But if you're uncomfortable examining your position in life, that's called growth. Yes, even at your age.
"Skipper Dan" stopped growing. Like the 30 year old Millennial living in his parent's basement. But that's not you, dither. I enjoy hearing about your walks, conversations with folks and your general musings. It's not about being "happy". It's about liking and respecting yourself enough to share with others. I said above that everyone has a duty to bring some value to others' lives. To share their real selves. You do that.

Lord knows I'm no Ray of Sunshine, but I am a fighter. So are you, dither. We all fight in our own ways, according to our own unique abilities. Sometimes "faking it" is as simple as complimenting a stranger out of the blue. Being kind to a child or old person. Doing those things when you feel like crap inside. Because we all need love. Giving love, especially for no good reason, is what keeps us human.

Self pity and loathing like "Skipper Dan" is the antithesis of that.
 
Guys,
I've been giving this a lot of thought.
Okay, so maybe I'm not a total loser.
And I didn't entirely throw the towel in.
But!!!!

As for what life may or may not offer the working man today.....
I just never had the balls to " go for it ", god I hate that expression, in any way shape or form.
So I DID, in a way, give up in so far as I just stood by and watched as life passed me by.

Having SAID that, I have my health and strength, always did have, I'm almost ashamed to say, and that's what I should feel shame for having wasted. Oh dear, where was I?

Having said....

As we live and breathe, life, a person's very existence comes at a cost.

Food, shelter etc.

Respectability I guess, a front, my hiding place.

And so, to that end, I've worked and supported myself. Stayed relatively free of debt and out of trouble.
I was never a risk-taker. I do regret that.
Fortune favouring the brave, apparently, and all that.

But with any amount of courage who knows what I might have done with my life?

Because of my own fears that stunted any prospects that I might have had I turned my back on the world, bitterness and resentment have been my bed-fellows and even now, at the eleventh hour, IT IS TOO LATE for me.

I'm digging myself into a hole here and this comment is not turning out how I'd like, oh well. Maybe somebody will make some sense of it.

For those who HAVE given up I can only feel sorrow. I have no right to say that I know how they feel because I'm not in their shoes. I have, at least, kept myself out of the gutter. Just.
And I claim no victory for that.
Just a life so full of regrets.

Life eh?
 

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