The first time I saw Star Wars, I wanted to be a Jedi (I was six, and hadn’t yet tuned into the princess-impressing coolness that was Han Solo.) Sure, I wasn’t a Skywalker and The Force wasn’t naturally strong with me, but a short hyperspace jaunt to Alderaan and some personal time with a Jedi master and I could take my first steps into a larger world...
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Sunday, November 25, 2007
When Star Wars jumped the shark
To sum up, it was when being a Jedi became something less than democratic:
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