So, I was explaining to D last night why I like Captain Jack Sparrow so much. I like him because he keeps trying to be very bad but is actually very good. He is one of those debaucherous, charismatic anti-hero characters that I have a thing for. Like Lestat, from Anne Rice’s Vampire Chronicles – saying that he totally kicked Edward Cullen’s ass is, to put it simply, the biggest understatement you can make.

Anyway, I was saying.

Half-way through my explanation, at the part where I was trying to show evidence of Jack Sparrow’s goodness (as documented in the movies), I realise that I am discussing this seriously, that I am talking like it matters if Jack Sparrow is a good man.

And that disturbs me a little. I think I take some things way too seriously. That is… not good.


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