I was sitting at the bar last Thursday, when I heard a pool player exclaim to a colleague "just Sarah Connor it!"
I have utterly no idea what it means...but this in no way hinders my burgeoning love for the phrase, my desire to live it completely and utterly.
Even the analogy is vague. Iteration after iteration of the once and future heroine spring to mind. None clarifies the issue.
Is there hope if one "Sarah Connor"'s it? Does it make on valiant? Is free will involved? Or is one inexorably drawn into events beyond control, beyond one's comprehension?
The more I ponder this phrase, the more worried I become. Yet my love for it continues unabated.
It's a strange metaphor, because it presages a unique yet never-ending ontologigal struggle.
Wouldn't be the first time.