LEBOWSKI
It's funny. I can look back on a life of achievement, on challenges met, competitors bested, obstacles overcome. I've accomplished more than most men, and without the use of my legs. What. . . What makes a man, Mr. Lebowski?
DUDE
Dude.
LEBOWSKI
Huh?
DUDE
I don't know, sir.
LEBOWSKI
Is it. . . is it, being prepared to do the right thing? Whatever the price? Isn't that what makes a man?
DUDE
Sure. That and a pair of testicles.
Lebowski turns away from the Dude with a haunted stare, lost in thought.
LEBOWSKI
You're joking. But perhaps you're right.
The Dude thumps at his chest pocket.
DUDE
Mind if I do a j?
LEBOWSKI
Bunny.
He turns back around and the firelight shows teartracks on his cheeks.
DUDE
'Scuse me?
LEBOWSKI
Bunny Lebowski. . . She is the light of my life. Are you surprised at my tears, sir?
DUDE
Fuckin' A.
LEBOWSKI
Strong men also cry. . . Strong men also cry.
"He was a lonely ghost uttering a truth that nobody would ever hear.
But so long as he uttered it, in some obscure way the continuity was not broken.
It was not by making yourself heard but by staying sane that you carried on the human heritage.
He went back to the table, dipped his pen, and wrote:"
Thursday, January 22, 2009
What makes a man, Mr. Lebowski?
It's probably in poor taste to say so, but when I saw former Vice President Cheney in his wheelchair during the inauguration on Tuesday, all I could think of was this scene from The Big Lebowski.
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