Father: “You see that?”
Father: “That’s shit. And this, “shinola.”
Navin: “Shit, shinola.”
Father: “Son, you’re going to be all right.”
(Navin immediately steps on a warm pile of horse crap)
If only more parents and teachers taught their children the basics! Forget everything else you’ve learned. Don’t waste your time trying to capture another person’s voice and make it your own. No, create your own voice, one that’s founded on your very own personal experiences. Be warned only that “shit and shinola” is out there, and you need to watch out for it. Someone’s shit might be your shinola. Conversely, your shit might be someone’s shinola.
Mr. Johnson (Navin’s father) might as well be a distant relative to one of my favorite philosophers, Rousseau:
“People who know little are usually great talkers, while men who know much say little.”
Keep it simple, stupid. And even then, sure – you might step in a little shit, but keep walking, wash off your boots, and get ready to step in some more. After while, you’ll step over the shit when you recognize it!