Posted in Wednesday Warriors

Captain Jack Sparrow

In an era when pirates sailed the high seas, looted and pillaged innocent ships of their booty, a man of no certain countenance appears from the fog. An expert swordsman, an even greater marksman, he leads an adventure-packed tale featuring a crew of swashbucklers not seen since the days of Errol Flynn.

Johnny Depp as Captain Jack Sparro
Johnny Depp as Captain Jack Sparro

Today, Wednesday Warriors salutes Captain Jack Sparrow, the eccentric and often-humorous main character from the series Pirates of the Caribbean.

The box office hit of the 2000’s, the Pirates of the Caribbean franchise brought together some of the very best actors in Hollywood to treat the audience to an all-you-can-eat rendition of the Disney ride that goes by the same name.

In the lead role, Johnny Depp as Captain Jack Sparrow, portrays a disheveled pirate who not only lives by his wits but also has luck land on his lap on more than one occasion. For the audience, the draw to such a quintessential character is his free spirit and lack of living a responsible life. The freedom of the ocean lends Jack his independence–independence from duty to country, independence from those who seek to place him in shackles.

Captain Jack Sparrow
Captain Jack Sparrow

Fashioned after The Rolling StonesKeith Richards, Jack wafts from step to step in an almost-constant inebriated state. He’s had his fair share of battles, but the battle he should be most proud of is the fight he wins gaining the respect of his audience. With every stroke of his sword, the cheers directed to his onscreen persona increases. No other character of the series illicits the audience’s loyalty as much as Jack Sparrow.

He truly is a larger-than-life character worth cheering for.

Aside from Jack’s mastery with a weapon, he also displays a kind heart to those he calls his friends. No one would think it though, given his predisposition to how he interprets a promise. What his friends might understand a promise, he might understand as an agreement with plenty of loopholes to benefit his free spirit. One thing’s for sure, there’s no tying down Jack. When he gets something in his head, he jumps in with both feet without thinking if it might be right or not to do.

And should his friends end up at the end of a sword, prepare to see Jack swing into the scene with weapon drawn and boots ready to kick butt. He’s not one to allow his friends to fall into the hands of no-good and vagabonds. He will protect them at the cost of his life.

Captain Jack Sparrow is Wednesday Warrior’s swashbuckling hero who leads his fans from one adventure to another. Arr!


What do you like about Captain Jack Sparrow? Is he a good movie character worth emulating in real life–in attitude, that is?

Posted in Freedom Friday


It’s raining here. I’m not sure what the weather will be like in a few weeks, but it’s been raining quite often this summer. I’m almost certain it’ll probably rain again when this publishes for my Freedom Friday post.

Storm clouds over our home (June 14, 2005)
Storm clouds over our home (June 14, 2005)

Rain makes me nostalgic. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t think about the bad stuff that’s happened in the past. I think about how things used to be, what my life was like at particular points in time. I think everyone goes through these self-reflective moods where we ponder on the wins and losses, the births and deaths, the joy and pain. In some respect, there’s that temptation to want to go back to those times to do things over in an effort to fix that of which we made a mess.

I understand that. I do. I think it’s a natural process in our makeup as humans that as we age, the inevitable reality reveals itself that we’re only on this earth for a certain time and we should make the most of what we’re given.

Maybe that last part didn’t make much sense. I don’t know. Maybe I’m talking gibberish again.

When I look back, I measure my life’s journey by the movies I’ve watched, the music I’ve listened to, and the people I’ve met. Whenever I think of having watched Titanic in the theater in 1998, I remember how I had long hair, a bit of an attitude, and I wasn’t about to let anyone tell me what I will do, should do, or have to do. At the same time, I remember this magical time when a spotlight shined on Celtic music. Since my wife is from Nova Scotia, I felt rather proud too that it was Ireland’s time.

Storm brewing over our neighborhood (June 14, 2005)
Storm brewing over our neighborhood (June 14, 2005)

The little things also are what get me. I’ll be standing in line at the grocery store and an Eighties song would play in the background shooting me back to my teens when I had my whole life ahead of me with no cares in the world except maybe not having a date for Friday night and the homework assignment due on Monday.

What else was there? I’m certain it was not that acne blowout three minutes before going on stage for my student council acceptance speech.

During these summer months, I have a very strange ritual. It’s a strange ritual because I don’t think anyone else does this. Maybe they do, but I haven’t found anyone who does. If you’re one of those people, let me know. We can be strange together. When it rains, I walk outside in my bare feet and shorts, sit under the front canopy to my house and stretch my legs. I allow the water to pour on my feet. The more powerful the storm, the happier I get. And if lightening should crack in the sky, I’m in my element, grinning from ear to ear.

Didn’t I say it was a strange ritual? I’m not sure why something like a storm would bring such happiness. Maybe it goes with the nostalgia I feel in the rain.

Or maybe, I’m strange. Either way, I’m learning something new every day.


Do you ever get nostalgic? What is it that you think about?