I am a Star Wars fan, as are many folk in the world. Plus, I even liked the prequel movies to some extent, no pure hatred there like so many people had. However, there is one thing I have wondered about, ever since I saw The Phantom Menace, because it was a pivotal part of the story. This pivotal part being the fight between Qui-gon, Obi-wan and Darth Maul. I want to know, what the heck are the pinkish/slightly red laser fences we’ll call them for lack of a better term that seem to arbitrarily (or not so arbitrarily maybe?) close and then open separating the fighters from each other? I ask because it was these “fences” that they had to travel through (and why did they have to travel through them?) that quite literally seems to have made the difference in the outcome of the fight because it split up Qui-gon and Obi-wan thus allowing Darth Maul to fight them one on one. Now, one on one, Darth Maul got the better of Qui-gon, however, it was then that Obi-wan took revenge, struck down Darth Maul, and ultimately walked away from the fight. If those stupid “laser fences” or “shields” or “doors” or whatever you want to call them hadn’t been there to separate the good guys from each other, the fight would have stayed two on one and Qui-gon might have lived through the fight. So, what the heck are those things??? If anyone knows, please comment and let me know! Thanks.
This has been harder than I thought! Not that I haven’t had time to post, but every time I think about something I want to put up here, something else comes along and then I want to post THAT. I have had a hard time focusing on one dang thing and getting it out the door. So, that being said, I wanted to post this just as a site update and to let you know that I have some other stuff coming soon!
Just in case no one is wondering, because I know you’re not, I don’t post every day. I might post every day for a while, and then post once a week – or post 10 times in one day, who knows. I post when I have time, and when I feel like it, depending on how busy I am and what I feel like I have to say. Not that I think that there is even one person hanging on my every word, waiting impatiently for my next diatribe of oral recitation. But now you know.