This post by Chuck Wendig moved me to tears. Okay, one tear, but still. A blog post about Star Wars, not even Star Wars itself, made me choke up. At work.
Mr. Wendig should have labelled it NSFW, lest your colleagues look at you funny and you have to come up with a bogus work-related reason why you're all misty-eyed. Only fellow nerds would understand.
Which brings me to my point. Chuck Wendig's post is an amazing testimony as to why nerds are nerds. It represents nerddom at it's finest. Whether it's Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, The Avengers, Buffy, Hunger Games, Final Fantasy or *insert chosen favorite here*, the emotions Chuck Wendig describes are the reason why we immerse ourselves into these fictional worlds so fully. It explains why we are labeled as nerds, and label ourselves as nerds with such pride:
"It [Star Wars] gave me characters I love and a simplistic, elegant view of both
narrative and morality that inevitably you push back against while
simultaneously reaching for it. It made me friends. It was a love my
family shared then, and it’s a love my wife and my son share now. It is
the universe that keeps on giving. It made me feel like I could do
"It means friends and family. It means the power of story. It means the power of possibility."
Bull's eye, Chuck. Just... bull's eye.