I was reading an article on Darth Vader today on MSNBC, and the author mentions that back when he was a kid “At baseball games, Darth Vader’s theme greeted burly hometown sluggers as they advanced to the plate.”
That reminded me of back in high school when they introduced these retarded “Gold Cards” for the “smart kids.” If your GPA for the semester was high enough you’d get a “gold card” that would let you do things like: get out of school 5 minutes early, exempt one final exam, etc. The whole 5 minute early thing was funny because people who couldn’t leave 5 minutes early would resent you for it…but it’s only 5 minutes, not 30 or something.
But I digress. So they had this ceremony, I use this word loosely, for us to get our gold cards. It was supposed to be this honor and stuff, and they decided to have us process into the auditorium. As we’re walking towards the door I hear the Imperial March playing for us as we’re entering…that’s the “Darth Vader theme” that’s probably going through your head right now. I still, to this day, can’t figure out why the hell they were playing that music as we walked in. It doesn’t make any sense. We weren’t evil rulers of an empire or crappy actors turned into half-machines because we fell in some lava. If they had to play a Star Wars related piece, they should have played the “Throne Room” piece at the end of A New Hope where they’re receiving their award…that at least makes sense.
High school was stupid.
