7/6/2017

This week's theme: "sidekicks"

I was watching an old rerun of "Yancy Derringer" the other day.

I barely remember the show, it was on when I was in about first grade or so.

The premise of the show was that Yancy Derringer was an undercover cop in 
post-Civil War New Orleans, so you know the series had "single season" 
written all over it - which it was :-)

(Hey, I liked it - I think :-)

Anyway, I remember he had a sidekick named Pahoo, a mute Indian who carried 
a great big bowie knife in a sheath on his back. Occasionally - as needed - 
you'd see his hand slowly reach up toward his shoulder and then ZING, the 
blade would go flying across the room into some bad guy like a bullet.

It's amazing the sort of violent stuff they used to let us watch when I was 
a kid. No SquareBob SpongePants for us. But at least we didn't grow up to be 
a bunch of pansies like kids these days. (Whoa! where did that come from? I 
actually don't feel that way. I've known a number of young people who I have 
seen grow up to be fine adults. I guess every generation thinks the previous 
one was a bunch of morons and the next one is a bunch of lazy 
ne'er-do-wells. I've always felt extremely lucky that I was born right at 
that sweet spot in between those two groups :-)


Anyway, I got to thinking - you know, I never had a sidekick.

Oh, I have friends all right, and good friends, but I mean that certain 
special grunt guy who carries all your crappy "luggage" through life. You 
know, who idolizes everything you do and is willing to take a bullet for you 
and even risk his own life to save you during all those harrowing 
predicaments you always seem to get into.

You know - a sidekick.

I don't have one of those. I never did. I think that might be what's been 
holding back all these years from the fame and fortune I so richly deserve 
:-)

All of the great heroes had them, you know, I need:
a Tonto to my Lone Ranger,
a Pancho to my Cisco Kid,
a Jingles to my Wild Bill Hickok,
a Robin to my Batman,
a Kato to my Green Hornet,
a Clark Kent to my Superman - (no wait that's not right)
a Gabby Hayes to my Gene Autry,
a Gabby Hayes to my Roy Rogers,
a Gabby Hayes to my Hopalong Cassidy,
a Gabby Hayes to my Randolph Scott,
a Gabby Hayes to my John Wayne,
(Gabby Hayes must have been an unusually GOOD sidekick, too bad he's not 
still available :-)
a Doctor Watson to my Sherlock Holmes,
a Chewbacca to my Han Solo,
a Gilligan to my Skipper ...

You know - a sidekick.

That's what I need.
If only I'd realized this sooner!

So anyway, I'm wondering, how do you go about recruiting someone like that?
Do you have to pay them?
They always seem like they're just really good buddies.

Do they know enough to GO AWAY when you DON'T want them around?
They seem like their ALWAYS THERE.
I think that would be real annoying after a while.

Why are things always so complicated?
Oh well, I guess I'll just have to stay broke and unknown :-)
Could be worse.


Yancy Derringer
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Duane Eddy
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