On Saturday, Ole-Luk-Oie is back at Hjalmar’s place. Hjalmar asks if Ole-Luk-Oie is going to tell him stories, but Ole-Luk-Oie says there is no time. He has to get the world ready for tomorrow because tomorrow is Sunday and it’s a holiday. He has to check to make sure the wind blew the dust off of everything. He has to take the stars down and polish them and put them back in their places, making sure to put the right star back in the correct location; otherwise, there would be falling stars.
A portrait of Hjalmar’s great-grandfather speaks up at this. He says this is all a load of nonsense and that stars cannot be taken out of the sky and polished. He says they’re world orbs.
Ole-Luk-Oie says he appreciates the grandfather’s opinion because of his age, but Ole-Luk-Oie is older still. He’s been in the best of houses. He’s been around a long time. He knows what’s up. He leaves in a huff.
The portrait of the great-grandfather says he guesses one cannot express their opinion these days.
That was Saturday.
Hjalmar’s great-grandfather says the stars are world-orbs, meaning other planets. Stars are balls of gas, but some planets illuminate the sky. You can see Jupiter and Venus. They look like stars at first, but they’re not; they’re planets. We know there are other planets and other solar systems, not every star in the sky is a planet though.
Here’s the thing, maybe there are aliens, maybe there aren’t. It’s not my call. The thing is, it’s awfully conceited of us to believe we are the only lifeforms in the universe. We are not the center of the universe. In fact, if you look at the Milky Way, we’re on one little arm of the galaxy. There are probably other planets out there with life on them. Are they little green men? Did they really do all the things this weird guy in the photo says they did? I have no idea. The point is the Hjalmar’s grandfather has a point; some of those stars are worlds and, no, you can’t take stars down and polish them. He believes there are other worlds out there. It only makes sense. Are those worlds inhabited by humans or little green men? We may never know.
Ole-Luk-Oie has been around a while, but he doesn’t like it when his ideas are challenged. When someone else who is younger decides to express their opinion on things, Ole-Luk-Oie gets angry and storms off. You know someone like Ole-Luk-Oie. There is someone in your life who has been doing things in XYZ style for XYZ years and they’re not about to listen to you and ways that the process can be improved. We’re talking about people who are stubborn beyond belief and your opinion might as well not exist. In fact, I know someone who is of this very same mindset. Good luck getting anything through to someone like this.
Hjalmar’s grandfather was the more correct person in this argument. Did Ole-Luk-Oie care? Nope. Ole-Luk-Oie has a way things are done and, to him, that’s the way things are done.
In dealing with these type of people, at some point you have to realize you’re not going to change the way they do things. They’re going to get mad at you if you challenge their ways. It’s best either not to challenge them or to get them out of your life.
Do you think younger and older generations will always be at odds like Ole-Luk-Oie and Hjalmar’s grandfather?
Do you think Hjalmar will grow to challenge the ideas of his grandfather?