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Uncle Ra... or is that Rhah?
Jun. 14th, 2009 10:04 pmAfter months of patient encouragement my 'nephew' finally learned to call me by my name today.
Sort of.
With a little bit of prompting, he'll now look over at me with that perfect mix of suspicion and innocence only a two year old can pull off and squeal loudly - "Rhah!". This is usually followed by much giggling and a bashful hiding of the face behind his father's legs. That's cool though. Rhah's close enough for me and comes with the added bonus of also being one of my favorite characters from Oliver Stone's Platoon.
Rhah was one of the heads in Sgt. Elias' gang of brothers in the 'underworld' and also one of the few characters to survive the movie's final battle scene. This guy basically in case you haven't seen the film in awhile:
His old man however was pretty sure he was calling me 'Ra', as in the sun god. That would be pretty cool as well, since that would make me his Uncle Ra. Meaning I would get to attend his future birthday parties wearing a falcon mask and a nemes made from a pool towel wrapped around my head. I'll have a little slit in the beak so I can smoke cigarettes and dole out cheap slight of hand magic tricks to nervous grade schoolers who approach me only on a dare.
"Dad, Uncle Ra is passed out in the pool again and all my friends are screaming!" he'll complain. His dad will have to fish me out of the water along with several empty beer cans.
Oh, it'll be great...
Either way it is my deepest hope that I will be able to live up to this title the young lord has bequeathed me and to be an example in his life worthy of either name.
Sort of.
With a little bit of prompting, he'll now look over at me with that perfect mix of suspicion and innocence only a two year old can pull off and squeal loudly - "Rhah!". This is usually followed by much giggling and a bashful hiding of the face behind his father's legs. That's cool though. Rhah's close enough for me and comes with the added bonus of also being one of my favorite characters from Oliver Stone's Platoon.
Rhah was one of the heads in Sgt. Elias' gang of brothers in the 'underworld' and also one of the few characters to survive the movie's final battle scene. This guy basically in case you haven't seen the film in awhile:
His old man however was pretty sure he was calling me 'Ra', as in the sun god. That would be pretty cool as well, since that would make me his Uncle Ra. Meaning I would get to attend his future birthday parties wearing a falcon mask and a nemes made from a pool towel wrapped around my head. I'll have a little slit in the beak so I can smoke cigarettes and dole out cheap slight of hand magic tricks to nervous grade schoolers who approach me only on a dare.
"Dad, Uncle Ra is passed out in the pool again and all my friends are screaming!" he'll complain. His dad will have to fish me out of the water along with several empty beer cans.
Oh, it'll be great...
Either way it is my deepest hope that I will be able to live up to this title the young lord has bequeathed me and to be an example in his life worthy of either name.