Eddie Dean and Larry Underwood. Two of a myriad of characters from Stephen King who I can relate. Or, I hope to relate to. Both of them had a "hidden strength". Buried steel. Biting on Larry would snag the offender a taste of metal beneath the surface. Eddie was a drug-addled bum who managed to pull it together when it mattered.
I would like to think I have the same strength buried in me somewhere.
Unfortunately I seem to see more of myself in the lame characters. The "Harold's" of the world.
Who can I admire? Pick people like Dan Fielding from the old comedy "Night Court". Or a Herb Tarleck from "WKRP". Dedicated assholes both. Yet they know what they are, and have the confidence to remain what they are despite obvious social pressure to confirm. I'm not saying I want to be as bad as a Dan Fielding, but whatever I am, good or bad, I wish I had the strength to be it and not constantly question myself.
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