There was a TV show in the late 1950’s and early 60’s called The Rifleman. It was a Western that revolved around a rancher, Lucas McCain (Chuck Connors), raising his son Mark in the New Mexico territory of 1870’s.
This past Monday, I popped dinner in the oven and flipped on the tube. I was looking to unwind from the daily grind. I did the standard channel surfing game for bit and decided to check out what I had saved on the old DVR.
We could have a really long, drawn out discussion debating whether life imitates art or if art imitates life. Honestly, I only have a very surface-level understanding of those concepts—or what I think they mean, at least.