Honestly, I’m kind of disappointed in myself.
I’ve always been a fan of the heel, the bad guy, the criminal…all the stuff that you are supposed to be against; yet when I get the chance to be FOR the bad guy in real life- I’m not.
My biggest “fan boy” moment was when Hulk Hogan came out and was revealed as the leader of the nWo…you will NEVER know how much joy that brought me…how much I screamed and cheered and simply lost it.
The best part of local wrestling shows is cheering for the asshole and booing the good guy and usually pissing off all the other fans while doing it.
I’m a huge fan of Darth Vader, Darth Maul, Kylo Ren and actually loved watching Kylo kill his father and throw him off of the bridge…(oh yea, spoiler alert.)
My favorite comic book characters are Deadpool and The Joker.
When I watch horror movies, I want them to end with the good guys dying; I literally hate happy endings…well, at least for movies.
On the way to work this morning, I listened to Donald Trumps part of the annual Alfred E. Smith (not Neuman) dinner and it was hilarious….I realize he didn’t write his own jokes but they were great! I think he should be a roaster for Comedy Central. I honestly laughed out loud.
It got me thinking back to his debates and speeches and I realized that he is the character that I always wanted Sharky Hitchens to be- the asshole that everyone hates (but secretly loves)…like Eminem. The guy that makes fun of people, says shit no one else will, says “screw political correctness” and is just a sarcastic piece of shit.
I spend some time thinking….why did I cheer when the Death Star blew up an entire planet, killing everyone on it, yet I’m disgusted at someone who has a really good chance of doing that exact same thing?
In reality, I’m a good guy….I don’t want to see people get killed or beat up and I don’t enjoy seeing violence on the news. I enjoy violence in the movies- because I understand that the actors had a blast making it and they get to take their millions and go home at night.
I enjoy creeping up behind someone in Call of Duty and stabbing them in the neck because I know that he will go home to his computer wife and kids once I turn my Xbox off.
There is a line of reality that allows me to be a decent person yet enjoy ripping the souls out of little girls in Bioshock.
Donald Trump has crossed over that line; he is Emperor Palpatine come to life and I suddenly find myself as a member of the rebellion.
It disappoints me that I have been forced to turn face. Maybe I should change my name to Sharky Cena.
Love, Peace and Sharkyness