Sunday, June 7, 2009
The Gameplan
2 posts in one day... I'm busy (and bored) tonight. This is just a quick update about what's going on here at Resistance of Salvation headquarters (by headquarters I mean my laptop in my bedroom) in the coming week. Last week I made some promises about what I would be posting on the blog each day, which kind of didn't work out so I'm not going to do that again this week, and probably never again. I'm not a very organized person, and I'm definitely a procrastinator so I tend to put off tasks I assign for myself until I feel like doing them... which I'm sure will help me immensely in college. So anywho, here's a quick rundown on what I may try to do this week. I definitely will finish up my time travel series hopefully early on in the week. I really never imagined it would be so hard to write about the time travel theories as presented in the Back to the Future trilogy and the Terminator world, but it's pretty damn confusing so I've split it up into a few separate blog entries. Third, and final, entry is coming at you in the very near future. I also promised to do 2 other Terminator related entries last week which I never got to. Rest assured, those will be delivered as promised, again, sometime early this week (hopefully). And, of course, any spur of the moment ideas I come up with that I think will make for fascinating viewing will pop up on your computer screens as well. May also do a couple things on college life this week... expectations, etc. We shall see. So the basic message I'm trying to convey is "That Terminator is out there. It can't be bargained with, it can be reasoned with, and it absolutely will not stop... ever... until you are dead." Oh, right, I was talking about what's going on at the Blog this week. Hard to believe I'm such a disorganized writer, huh? Good when I put my mind to it though... and, yeah, seriously, that Terminator is ripped. I would hand over my clothes if he asked me to. Otherwise, he may kind of, well, kill you in cold blood and imitate your voice on the phone. I'll be back... and sooner than you'd like me to be.
Here At The Crossroads of Time
I'm still a little bit shellshocked that I'm a high school graduate. I've been one for a good 32 hours now, but still can't get over it. It's just like, wow, it's all over. Completely. The past couple of years all's I've been talking about is how much I can't wait for college and how much I wanted out of high school. But now it's all starting to come to me... I'm going to miss it. I'm not saying I think I should spend another year in high school... I've paid my dues (in the form of IB exams and Extended Essay), and I deserved that diploma. But what gets me is that the teachers that mentored me throughout all of this... are no longer going to be a part of my life. And neither are my peers from Xaverian High School, except for maybe a couple more get-togethers. Chapter One of my life has officially closed. Chapter Two won't truly begin until September up in Albany... right now we're kind of stuck in the middle. Kinda still in chapter one, kinda in chapter two. So I figured what better way to sort my emotions than right here on my nifty little blog?
Well, as the saying goes, everything happens for a reason. And the purpose of yesterday's commencement was to introduce 350 able in mind, body, and spirit individuals into the world to attempt to change the face of it. Hope for the future was unleashed yesterday... potential. And that's the word I'm going to focus on in this entry... potential. That's what life is all about. We all have the potential to be great--- to live in God's image. To live respectful, yet fun, lives. To venture into life experiences you once thought you'd never have. And that's what college is. A life experience like no other, where the potential is literally limitless. That's what I'm striving for in college, to reach my potential. My one regret in high school was that I waited until around Junior Year to really start being social, and I feel I may've paid for that the past couple of years as I've tried to make my way into the social circles that were already established four years ago. I love you all at Xaverian, but I really do need a fresh start. In many ways, we all do. College is just as much about redemption and renewal as it is partying and having fun. I hope to combine all of these things, actually. That'd make for a great college experience. Always remember your potential can not be used to help you in life until you realize it's there. It's always there. The road to a successful, happy life is just a crossroads away.
Well, as the saying goes, everything happens for a reason. And the purpose of yesterday's commencement was to introduce 350 able in mind, body, and spirit individuals into the world to attempt to change the face of it. Hope for the future was unleashed yesterday... potential. And that's the word I'm going to focus on in this entry... potential. That's what life is all about. We all have the potential to be great--- to live in God's image. To live respectful, yet fun, lives. To venture into life experiences you once thought you'd never have. And that's what college is. A life experience like no other, where the potential is literally limitless. That's what I'm striving for in college, to reach my potential. My one regret in high school was that I waited until around Junior Year to really start being social, and I feel I may've paid for that the past couple of years as I've tried to make my way into the social circles that were already established four years ago. I love you all at Xaverian, but I really do need a fresh start. In many ways, we all do. College is just as much about redemption and renewal as it is partying and having fun. I hope to combine all of these things, actually. That'd make for a great college experience. Always remember your potential can not be used to help you in life until you realize it's there. It's always there. The road to a successful, happy life is just a crossroads away.
Friday, June 5, 2009
Stopping Time
It doesn't happen. Never. Even in the quietest moments of our life, the few parts of it that we have to sit back and meditate on life's greatest mysteries and questions, you can never completely stop time. It may seem like it pauses slightly during said moments of reflection but the reality of life is that time doesn't sleep. It doesn't take vacation days or call in sick. It doesn't take a break every couple of centuries to rest on its laurels. Time's sole purpose in this world is to be the universe's constant. Something that can never fail it. Something that can never fail us. We take breaks, hiatuses, vacations, respits... power naps, cat naps, naps under our desks at work for you Seinfeld fans out there... coffee breaks, lunch breaks, work breaks. But time does none of this. And it never will.
We, however, will stop... someday. Right now we just take pauses, like the ones listed above. But the reason we never truly stop until natural death is because we have a zest for life. We have an inherent, inevitable part of our soul that quenches knowledge and discovery. We want answers... we want questions... more of the latter than the former I believe, too. We want challenge, and formidable tasks to be presented to us. We want to help the helpless, shepherd the lost, clothe the naked, guide the blind. We want to be microcosms of Christ Himself. We strive to beat on so we can discover all that God in His infinine mercy and wisdom has in store for us. Not so we can wait and see how much riches and prestige he bestows on us. To see how he wants us to serve his ministry in our daily lives. Yes, that's right. Daily. We may not all realize it but we all have powerful destinies planned for us by our Lord God. He sees in us things we never even thought we'd be capable of. He counts us worthy to proclaim His name, though not by screaming it from a mountain top. Here's how he wants us to do it, and how we in our heart of hearts, want to ourselves to do it as well: counsel a confused friend; give food to the hungry; secretly give money to the poor, not wanting any recognition or acknowledgment; talk to the lonely; give someone a shoulder to cry on; use the best of yourself to bring out the best in other people. And most importantly, listen. Listen to the elderly, the poor, the sick, the meek, the hungry. To those who are reaching out to you. To those who need you, though they'd never admit it. Reach out your hand to your fellow man; pray he takes it.
So I graduate tomorrow... and that's why I write this blog tonight, at a time when I really should be resting up for tomorrow so that I don't fall asleep in Walt Whitman auditorium tomorrow while diplomas are being handed out. If anyone's actually reading this, and caring about it, you probably are asking: why did he just do that? Wax poetic about how we should treat others how we would like to be treated and about charisms we learn about in Church weekly? Simple. Because even though we've all heard that stuff before, it needs to reverberate in us. It needs to have a lasting affect. It needs to be remembered. Especially by the Xaverian graduating class of 2009. We've all had our personal trials and tribulations, but the bottom line is we all brought out the best in each other at SOME point of our academic career in Xaverian High School. And we can all bring out the best in other people in the same manner as we did in that building in other buildings, in other cities, in other states, in other countries, in other ways. Our service to the world and to God wasn't completed when our Senior Involvement time ended. No, sir. Service and commitment are necessary for all aspects of our lives... professionally, academically, spiritually. And before I get off my soapbox, I'd just like to make one more point:
Service is integral to our spiritual formation and life experiences in general for one specific, non-negotiable reason. Helping others helps ourselves. It enrichens our life experiences. It makes life worthwhile. It gives us purpose. It humanizes us. It forms us, and shapes us, and molds us. It is what makes us the manifestations of Jesus Christ we all want ourselves to be. And remember, while we have a definite end, time does not. It will keep on ticking until there is nothing left to tick for. Which is to say, forever. Human beings have the capacity for great things, all of them, if they just set their hearts to it.
It is with mixed emotions that roughly 12 hours from now my commencement from Xaverian High School will begin. I will miss my friends, and the deep bonds I have formed with my brethren there. I will miss the teachers who were so integral in my formation as a man of character and maturity. But as time ticks on, I also realize that there is another constant I can always rely on: my family. Who were there when I was introduced to this world some eighteen years ago. Who worried about me when I refused to eat when I was two days old and had to be fed intravenously. Who held me in their arms when I was an infant and sang me to sleep. Who baptized me in the name of Jesus Christ when I was 2 months old. Who nurtured me my whole life. Who was at my pre-school Graduation... my fifth grade graduation... my eighth grade graduation. All leading up to yet another Graduation to add to the roster: my graduation from High School. The surreal feeling that it seems just yesterday I was tearing up at my graduation from Mark Twain will probably leave me someday. Probably about four years from now when I realize how surreal it seems that it feels like just yesterday I graduated from high school.
The past fades away as the present, changing constantly, awaits the future. Nothing will hold back the night to paraphrase Billy Joel in "Two Thousand Years." So we beat on...
We, however, will stop... someday. Right now we just take pauses, like the ones listed above. But the reason we never truly stop until natural death is because we have a zest for life. We have an inherent, inevitable part of our soul that quenches knowledge and discovery. We want answers... we want questions... more of the latter than the former I believe, too. We want challenge, and formidable tasks to be presented to us. We want to help the helpless, shepherd the lost, clothe the naked, guide the blind. We want to be microcosms of Christ Himself. We strive to beat on so we can discover all that God in His infinine mercy and wisdom has in store for us. Not so we can wait and see how much riches and prestige he bestows on us. To see how he wants us to serve his ministry in our daily lives. Yes, that's right. Daily. We may not all realize it but we all have powerful destinies planned for us by our Lord God. He sees in us things we never even thought we'd be capable of. He counts us worthy to proclaim His name, though not by screaming it from a mountain top. Here's how he wants us to do it, and how we in our heart of hearts, want to ourselves to do it as well: counsel a confused friend; give food to the hungry; secretly give money to the poor, not wanting any recognition or acknowledgment; talk to the lonely; give someone a shoulder to cry on; use the best of yourself to bring out the best in other people. And most importantly, listen. Listen to the elderly, the poor, the sick, the meek, the hungry. To those who are reaching out to you. To those who need you, though they'd never admit it. Reach out your hand to your fellow man; pray he takes it.
So I graduate tomorrow... and that's why I write this blog tonight, at a time when I really should be resting up for tomorrow so that I don't fall asleep in Walt Whitman auditorium tomorrow while diplomas are being handed out. If anyone's actually reading this, and caring about it, you probably are asking: why did he just do that? Wax poetic about how we should treat others how we would like to be treated and about charisms we learn about in Church weekly? Simple. Because even though we've all heard that stuff before, it needs to reverberate in us. It needs to have a lasting affect. It needs to be remembered. Especially by the Xaverian graduating class of 2009. We've all had our personal trials and tribulations, but the bottom line is we all brought out the best in each other at SOME point of our academic career in Xaverian High School. And we can all bring out the best in other people in the same manner as we did in that building in other buildings, in other cities, in other states, in other countries, in other ways. Our service to the world and to God wasn't completed when our Senior Involvement time ended. No, sir. Service and commitment are necessary for all aspects of our lives... professionally, academically, spiritually. And before I get off my soapbox, I'd just like to make one more point:
Service is integral to our spiritual formation and life experiences in general for one specific, non-negotiable reason. Helping others helps ourselves. It enrichens our life experiences. It makes life worthwhile. It gives us purpose. It humanizes us. It forms us, and shapes us, and molds us. It is what makes us the manifestations of Jesus Christ we all want ourselves to be. And remember, while we have a definite end, time does not. It will keep on ticking until there is nothing left to tick for. Which is to say, forever. Human beings have the capacity for great things, all of them, if they just set their hearts to it.
It is with mixed emotions that roughly 12 hours from now my commencement from Xaverian High School will begin. I will miss my friends, and the deep bonds I have formed with my brethren there. I will miss the teachers who were so integral in my formation as a man of character and maturity. But as time ticks on, I also realize that there is another constant I can always rely on: my family. Who were there when I was introduced to this world some eighteen years ago. Who worried about me when I refused to eat when I was two days old and had to be fed intravenously. Who held me in their arms when I was an infant and sang me to sleep. Who baptized me in the name of Jesus Christ when I was 2 months old. Who nurtured me my whole life. Who was at my pre-school Graduation... my fifth grade graduation... my eighth grade graduation. All leading up to yet another Graduation to add to the roster: my graduation from High School. The surreal feeling that it seems just yesterday I was tearing up at my graduation from Mark Twain will probably leave me someday. Probably about four years from now when I realize how surreal it seems that it feels like just yesterday I graduated from high school.
The past fades away as the present, changing constantly, awaits the future. Nothing will hold back the night to paraphrase Billy Joel in "Two Thousand Years." So we beat on...
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
The Past Future, Future Past, and the Veracity of Time Traveling- Part 2
So we've already delved into the foundations of time travel as presented by the Back to the Future trilogy, where we concluded that there is only ONE possible, one true timeline, and any other ones other than that are temporary and will eventually resolve themselves, or there will be a major world paradox. Put in terms of the film itself, the only TRUE timeline is the one we see at the beginning of Part I. This can get kind of hairy, though, by virtue of the fact that the time machine, although it doesn't prevent or cause any lives to be initiated. Marty McFly was destined to be born, even though he started to fade away during "Earth Angel" after it seemed that all hope had been lost for George and Lorraine (Lorraine was too involved with "Calvin" to be bothered by the shy George)--- said "disappearing" act was a direct result of Marty's time traveling back to a time where his mother and father were teenagers. HOWEVER, true love always perseveres--- even time travel itself couldn't alter the ultimate FATE of the main characters, George, Marty, Lorraine, Dave, Linda. There was a predestined timeline that even Doc Brown couldn't intervene with. Even his and Clara's romantic involvement in Part III was a result of pure fate. They were meant for each other, even though they were from different times. The only major character whose fate kept changing throughout the course of the movies was Biff Tannen. In many ways, he was the crux, the time barometer if you will, of each picture. His wealth in the middle of Part II was the key to everyone's reality being so different (apart from the time travelers of course). In the first film, he is seen as just a big, old bully who bullied his whole way through life. By the end of Part III, he's a servant. In some ways, the character is a plot device, but in others he is the most fascinating character study of the whole trilogy.
"The Terminator" was one of 1984's most low profile, low budget, summer sleeper movies. You could tell from the get-go, however, that James Cameron had big ideas for this franchise. Although you could tell the effects budget was very small by today's standards and some of the script-writing for the first picture was a little weak, there was SOMETHING about this movie that James Cameron was passionate about. This was meant to be more than a great action flick (which it was). This was a horror picture. Machines taking over the world in a not-too-distant future. A waitress being told the weight of the world was on her shoulders. A soldier who was disillusioned by the horrors he had seen in the future, yet still had hope for the world when he arrived in 1984. His mission was to protect one Sarah Connor, the aforementioned waitress. What John Connor, the future leader of the resistance against the machines, presumably never told Reese was that he was his father. The mission was not only to protect Sarah from big bad Ahhnold, but also to father John with Sarah. A quiet scene halfway through the picture has Kyle telling Sarah "I came across time for you Sarah. I love you. I always have." At its heart, this first part to the mythos of the Terminator world is a love story. Sarah immediately falls for Reese and they make mad, passionate love almost immediately after Reese utters those lines. Big Bad Ahhnold is too busy killing other Sarah Connors and ramming through police stations uttering classic catchphrases to realize that he's as good as a godfather to John Connor. In fact, in the second installment, he will assume a father figure type of role for Connor (as Connor's father died before he was born, it was important for Termie to assume such a role). But Connor will meet his dad sometime in the 21st century. More on that later.
Had Skynet not have gone online (sorry to those of you who don't like T3, but said event happened in this movie) in 2004, John Connor would've never had the need to organize a resistance to combat them. Oh, yeah, and he wouldn't be around to do that even if he wanted to. The ultimate reasoning behind what I just said is that time travel in the Terminator world is cyclical. The future has to happen before the past does, kind of. If Skynet doesn't go online, Kyle Reese grows up to lead a happy, normal life. No need for time travel because Skynet doesn't exist. Skynet doesn't invent the time displacement field, doesn't send the T-800 back in time to kill the future leader of the resistance's mother--- and John Connor isn't born.
In this franchise, time travel does DIRECTLY affect the existence of people, and even, the state of the world itself. The third and final part to this blog is coming at you tomorrow... stay tuned. "I'll be back."
"The Terminator" was one of 1984's most low profile, low budget, summer sleeper movies. You could tell from the get-go, however, that James Cameron had big ideas for this franchise. Although you could tell the effects budget was very small by today's standards and some of the script-writing for the first picture was a little weak, there was SOMETHING about this movie that James Cameron was passionate about. This was meant to be more than a great action flick (which it was). This was a horror picture. Machines taking over the world in a not-too-distant future. A waitress being told the weight of the world was on her shoulders. A soldier who was disillusioned by the horrors he had seen in the future, yet still had hope for the world when he arrived in 1984. His mission was to protect one Sarah Connor, the aforementioned waitress. What John Connor, the future leader of the resistance against the machines, presumably never told Reese was that he was his father. The mission was not only to protect Sarah from big bad Ahhnold, but also to father John with Sarah. A quiet scene halfway through the picture has Kyle telling Sarah "I came across time for you Sarah. I love you. I always have." At its heart, this first part to the mythos of the Terminator world is a love story. Sarah immediately falls for Reese and they make mad, passionate love almost immediately after Reese utters those lines. Big Bad Ahhnold is too busy killing other Sarah Connors and ramming through police stations uttering classic catchphrases to realize that he's as good as a godfather to John Connor. In fact, in the second installment, he will assume a father figure type of role for Connor (as Connor's father died before he was born, it was important for Termie to assume such a role). But Connor will meet his dad sometime in the 21st century. More on that later.
Had Skynet not have gone online (sorry to those of you who don't like T3, but said event happened in this movie) in 2004, John Connor would've never had the need to organize a resistance to combat them. Oh, yeah, and he wouldn't be around to do that even if he wanted to. The ultimate reasoning behind what I just said is that time travel in the Terminator world is cyclical. The future has to happen before the past does, kind of. If Skynet doesn't go online, Kyle Reese grows up to lead a happy, normal life. No need for time travel because Skynet doesn't exist. Skynet doesn't invent the time displacement field, doesn't send the T-800 back in time to kill the future leader of the resistance's mother--- and John Connor isn't born.
In this franchise, time travel does DIRECTLY affect the existence of people, and even, the state of the world itself. The third and final part to this blog is coming at you tomorrow... stay tuned. "I'll be back."
Monday, June 1, 2009
The Past Future, Future Past, and The Veracity of Time Traveling
Before we begin, let me just tell you all right now that this one's a head-hurter, so tune out now if you don't want, well, your head to hurt. So, here we go. In this blog entry, as promised, I will be comparing time travel theories as presented in the fabulous "Back to the Future" trilogy and what I believe is the best film franchise of all time, the "Terminator" series. Unfortunately, I'm not going to have enough time or energy to consider "The Sarah Connor Chronicles" in this particular entry, but be on the lookout for an entry in the not-too-distant future pondering the theories that show has put out on the table.
Let's start with the Back to the Future trilogy. There's a scene in Part II that many people may overlook but is actually quite crucial to the whole mythos that Bob Zemeckis sought to create from the get-go. It's a scene that occurs about fifteen or twenty minutes before the credits roll. Marty has burned the book (Gray's Sports Almanac) that caused Biff's richness in the alternate 1985 seen halfway through the film. Doc's getting ready to set the time machine for re-entry into the 1985 he and Marty remembered before the time machine was created. Earlier in the 1985A timeline, right before old Biff attempted to kill Marty in his hotel, Marty took a book of matches from Biff's office desk that promote the luxurious hotel he has built with his riches. So back to the scene where Marty has just burned the book. Right after he does so, the aforementioned match book immediately transforms into an Auto Detailing matchbook--- our indication that the 1985A timeline has effectively been deleted from history and the natural timeline has been restored. Marty and Doc will experience said timeline when they return back to 1985 (which won't happen until the end of Part III). The timeline has been altered without directly affecting their current selves, as Doc had said would happen earlier in the movie.
The Back to the Future trilogy works on events that HAVE happened already, and Doc's constant concern is that with his time traveling experiments, he may be interrupting the space-time continuum. For instance, Marty's purchasing of the Sports Almanac in 2015 was what resulted in the creation of the Alternate '85, where Biff was drunk with power, his mother was forced to marry Biff, and Biff had killed Marty's father. Had Marty not've burned the almanac, the space-time continuum would've been interrupted. But due to the book being burned in 1955, that ensures that Biff won't make the millions of dollars he made in the alternate timeline between 1958 and 1985. Traveling back to the future (1985) would no longer yield a horrible world where Biff Tannen practically ruled it. But Doc is struck by lightning and Marty feels obligated to go back in time to 1885 to save his time-traveling pal. In order to do so, he needs to uncover the time machine in a place where Doc has buried it after he arrived in 1885. He turns to the other Doc Brown, the 1955 one who sends Marty back to the future in Part I. DIRECTLY following sending the other Marty back to 1985, Marty 2 comes up to him telling him he's back from the future and needs to be sent back to the PAST. If your head's hurting right now, don't worry, mine is too.
In 1885, Doc falls in love, Marty nearly gets killed after making enemies with Biff's ancestor and it's up to Marty to convince Doc to come back with him to 1985 once they can find a way to get back to 1985! But nevertheless, Marty does end up getting back to 1985, even though Doc decides to live a time-traveling life with Clara by the movie's end. For all intense and purposes, the natural timeline is restored by the end of Part III. In 1955, George and Lorraine fall in love, with the help of one Calvin Klein (aka Part I Marty), Marty gets back to the future with the help of Doc, etc. In 1985, Biff is George's bitch due to Marty's intervening at the Enchantment dance (he convinces George to stand up for himself which Lorraine goes gaga over), Marty is a normal teen, his siblings are normal, and he's madly in love with girlfriend Jennifer. In this franchise, the time travel isn't essential to anyone's life per se, but rather it is essential to time itself (once a time machine is created, time itself is inevitably altered from the first "experiment". In this case, that first experiment is Doc sending Einie one minute into the future at the beginning of Part I). The case is different, however, for consideration number two: the Terminator films.
Stay tuned for Part II of this hopefully enlightening blog.
Let's start with the Back to the Future trilogy. There's a scene in Part II that many people may overlook but is actually quite crucial to the whole mythos that Bob Zemeckis sought to create from the get-go. It's a scene that occurs about fifteen or twenty minutes before the credits roll. Marty has burned the book (Gray's Sports Almanac) that caused Biff's richness in the alternate 1985 seen halfway through the film. Doc's getting ready to set the time machine for re-entry into the 1985 he and Marty remembered before the time machine was created. Earlier in the 1985A timeline, right before old Biff attempted to kill Marty in his hotel, Marty took a book of matches from Biff's office desk that promote the luxurious hotel he has built with his riches. So back to the scene where Marty has just burned the book. Right after he does so, the aforementioned match book immediately transforms into an Auto Detailing matchbook--- our indication that the 1985A timeline has effectively been deleted from history and the natural timeline has been restored. Marty and Doc will experience said timeline when they return back to 1985 (which won't happen until the end of Part III). The timeline has been altered without directly affecting their current selves, as Doc had said would happen earlier in the movie.
The Back to the Future trilogy works on events that HAVE happened already, and Doc's constant concern is that with his time traveling experiments, he may be interrupting the space-time continuum. For instance, Marty's purchasing of the Sports Almanac in 2015 was what resulted in the creation of the Alternate '85, where Biff was drunk with power, his mother was forced to marry Biff, and Biff had killed Marty's father. Had Marty not've burned the almanac, the space-time continuum would've been interrupted. But due to the book being burned in 1955, that ensures that Biff won't make the millions of dollars he made in the alternate timeline between 1958 and 1985. Traveling back to the future (1985) would no longer yield a horrible world where Biff Tannen practically ruled it. But Doc is struck by lightning and Marty feels obligated to go back in time to 1885 to save his time-traveling pal. In order to do so, he needs to uncover the time machine in a place where Doc has buried it after he arrived in 1885. He turns to the other Doc Brown, the 1955 one who sends Marty back to the future in Part I. DIRECTLY following sending the other Marty back to 1985, Marty 2 comes up to him telling him he's back from the future and needs to be sent back to the PAST. If your head's hurting right now, don't worry, mine is too.
In 1885, Doc falls in love, Marty nearly gets killed after making enemies with Biff's ancestor and it's up to Marty to convince Doc to come back with him to 1985 once they can find a way to get back to 1985! But nevertheless, Marty does end up getting back to 1985, even though Doc decides to live a time-traveling life with Clara by the movie's end. For all intense and purposes, the natural timeline is restored by the end of Part III. In 1955, George and Lorraine fall in love, with the help of one Calvin Klein (aka Part I Marty), Marty gets back to the future with the help of Doc, etc. In 1985, Biff is George's bitch due to Marty's intervening at the Enchantment dance (he convinces George to stand up for himself which Lorraine goes gaga over), Marty is a normal teen, his siblings are normal, and he's madly in love with girlfriend Jennifer. In this franchise, the time travel isn't essential to anyone's life per se, but rather it is essential to time itself (once a time machine is created, time itself is inevitably altered from the first "experiment". In this case, that first experiment is Doc sending Einie one minute into the future at the beginning of Part I). The case is different, however, for consideration number two: the Terminator films.
Stay tuned for Part II of this hopefully enlightening blog.
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