I am sorry, Tony,

to hear of your gloomy recent days. I hope being here helps to lift the darkness, and help shed some light.
Your right-side on post is always amazing. Why do we fall for Ennis and/or Jack?
Have had some gloomy experiences in the last few days, but one thing that came of them was relevant to this topic and so I thought I'd do one of my usual upside-down posts.
We've been looking at friendship, sex, and love, and how they developed in Ennis and Jack. Maybe we could add on to why they fell for each other, the additional question of why WE fell for THEM. Because we did. And it seems to be a lot of little stuff, we're up against in day-to-day life. So, here goes:
-they didn't have any agenda that would be a turn-off. Nothing political or religious. They could discuss those matters lightly (and according to the SS, they did), and yet didn't have any intent to sell or overwhelm the other, where they might disagree.
This was brought up in the Seattle weekend, and a major decision made by Ethan and the administrators. It is also why this forum is focused on love, and I think, blessed with it.
-they shared a general, simplistic but sincere, sense of right and wrong. Jack could empathize with the death of Ennis' parents, Ennis could note Jack's hurt his father never thought much of him.
I agree totally with empathy between Jack and Ennis, and I agree with qualification on their sharing a "general, simplistic, but sincere sense of right and wrong". I think the emphasis is on the sharing, the sincere, but they disagree often on the general and simplistic. On the one hand, Jack objected to Acquierre asking him to go against the rule and sleeping with the sheep. On the other, he had no qualms shooting and eating one of them, much less the elk. Then there is Ennis, who would go along with the authority figure, and when Jack came along, follow in his footstep. It's not a matter of sharing in a simplistic sense of right and wrong, but rather, the sharing empathy that made them one, as in the dozy embrace.
-they were non-threatening to each other. Neither one was trying to one-up the other as to who was smarter or stronger, or a better person.
I agree 100% here. There was no competition, without a little good natured ribbing thrown in. "Tired of your dumbass missing" "Rodeo cowboys are a bunch of f#$@ups." and the scene that Acquirre spotted, and the wrestling matches that probably went on day and night. Jack left the cowboy stuff to Ennis, as in the tent don't look right and not feel hurt by being bested, while Ennis left the bravado to Jack, being amused by it, instead of feeling the need to be told the truth...lie to me (Shane Mack). Again, the two fitted each other like two-shirts.
-they both respected the privacy of the other, not probing past what the other was willing to say.
-very important....they were credible to each other. No sense of falseness. They were who they were.
I am not sure if this contributed to their friendship, sex, and love. I think, in a way, their not putting everything on the table, in the long run, doomed their twenty years. A lot of what-ifs, but the truth is, if they are truly in love, then there is no reason why they needed privacy, or keeping secrets. Jack did Ennis wrong with his Mexico trips and Randall, and he knew it. Otherwise, he wouldn't need to lie about it. Ennis did Jack wrong with his stubborn dumbass pride, and he knew it, at the end, in the closet.
True love meant, in my humble opinion, like Shaun and Zach, giving each other room, but putting it out there, so there is no misunderstanding, better to risk having loved enough to hurt, to be vulnerable and stabbed, than to miss the chance of one shot. And most of all, true love is like Zach, to admit being wrong, and return, asking for another chance, to change. And Shaun, giving it, without a doubt, without a moment hesitation. That's why I love Shelter.
These are small matters that escape our radar screens. And yet, if you think about it, just those small areas (and others) are why we can't, ourselves, so easily find true friendship or love and have to settle for much less.
No apologies, then, for going for the simple rather than the intellectually complex. They were free of much of the toxicity we see each day, or discover too late, in a marriage or friendship. And so, the field was open for a solid friendship (for us with them, as well as for them with each other).
The gradual familiarity left the field open for love. Again, they did love each other, and we did love them. Sex. Hmmmm. Well, yeah, they went there, and, judging by the popularity of the photo threads, it could be supposed, many of us did, too.
No apologies are ever needed, Tony. I love the way you think, so keep on posting exactly whatever you want. I agree 100% with what I highlighted above. It is why I am not a fan of love at first-sight. Perhaps I am a slow thinker, and so do not feel familiar until a lot of work in the field. It is also, why I admire Jack, his quick thinking on his feet, sizing up Ennis with a glance, and his patience, working on it until Ennis responded. I never thought about this, and was puzzled by the adoration others had for Jack, until, one day, this epiphany just happened, how does one know, when love is here? Jack knew. That's his gift.
So that's all. Maybe friendship, sex, and love are built into our very existence, but the field must be open for them to develop. It was open for them, and open for us, as well, towards them, based on these seemingly minor, but normal barricades, not being there. Annie had to take them down, for the story to work. Taking them down in our own lives, is, of course, not so easy. So, turning the question upside-down, why did they develop as they did, into why don't we develop what they had, so easily? The fields were open, the barricades down. Probably unrealistic in the real world, but a little help when looking over their loves, our loves, and of course, our own lives.
That's not just all, Friend Tony. It is everything. Without getting all religious and an holier than thou attitude, your field of love reminds me of the parable of the seeds sown into the field, some are stolen by birds, others are scorched and burned in the hot sun. These are the toxicity of modern daily life. Other seeds withered, while others sprouted quickly but never took root. These are the people who do not see, or saw but never understood deeply enough.
PBS is the field of love being watered with our tears.
Thanks, Tony, from one co-worker to another.
