As we age, our interpretation of the same object we see changes. Take a bowl of ice cream.
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Recently, I got a bit amused as I was watching an old Western on TV. I remember the time when that was all you could find on the tube. Westerns owned the small screen like cop and medical shows do today.
We could chose a cowboy who either carried sawed off rifle strapped to his hip, a six gun, or a long barreled gun with pump action. There were one armed heroes, tall ones, short but cool ones or funny ones. Some had amazing bodies that always required a shirt off at least once during the show (Clint Walker). Some lived by wits over brawn. Some by the fast draw. Regardless, there was an amazing cowboy out there for everyone. Most were romantic, manly, traveling men who could handle any situation. Then there were ensemble shows.
One of my favorite ensemble shows was Rawhide. Today you can watch that show almost any time of day, any day of the week if you have cable or satellite. As I was checking it out the other day, I smiled at how my view of the main characters has changed dramatically.
Younger me was impressed by Rowdy Yates, a drover, played by a young Clint Eastwood. What a hunk---we didn't use "hot" in those days.
By the time it was in rerun mode, I found I was leaning towards the more mature Gil Favor played by Eric Fleming. He was the level headed but firm trail boss.
What kind of surprised me was when I hit my 60's Wishbone, the trail cook, played by Paul Brinegar, was looking really cute to me. Besides, what is sexier than a man in an apron cooking your dinner.
I am in my seventies now and that same show is still on. However, today when I give the show an hour of my time when things are slow, I see the same men and think, 'my, what nice young men they are.'
Same show, different views by the same person. Have you been aware and surprised by your own changing views of the same thing.