Still early in A New Hope, Obi-Wan has brought the droids and Luke to his home to recuperate after being attacked by the Sand People. Enough with the chit chat though, Obi-Wan gets to business.
“Which reminds me. I have something here for you. Your father wanted you to have this when you were old enough, but your uncle wouldn’t allow it. He feared you might follow old Obi-Wan on some damned fool idealistic crusade, just like your father did.”
“What is it?”
“Your father’s light sabre. This is the weapon of a Jedi knight. Not as clumsy or random as a blaster.” Luke fires it up and swings it carefully. “An elegant weapon for a more civilized day.” Luke continues to warm up with the light sabre, following the path he curves.
“For over a thousand generations the Jedi knights were the guardians of peace and justice in the old Republic.” Ben pauses to add, “Before the dark times. Before the Empire.”
Luke stops the light sabre. He sits down next to Ben and asks earnestly, “How did my father die?”
Obi-Wan carefully chooses his words. “A young Jedi named Darth Vader was a pupil of mine until he turned to evil. Helped the Empire hunt down and destroy the Jedi knights. He betrayed and murdered your father.” He pauses slightly as Luke takes it in. “Now the Jedi are all but extinct. Vader was seduced by the Dark Side of the Force.” Ben cautions.
So . . . Luke has wound up in the home of an old hermit he just by chance was wondering about a day ago. Obi-Wan just happened to be there for the droids and Luke when they were attacked. After a lifetime of knowing very little of his father, this guy who’s just less than a stranger seems to know him very, very well. He even has a gift from his father. It’s not a ketchy trinket or a wise phrase; it’s a weapon.
In today’s world, we’d be highly suspicious of someone that knows us THAT well. Chances are that a stranger who knows us has ill intent. Information is a double-edged sword. It gives us many means to make life simpler and safer and hopefully more fruitful because of it. It also binds us. The world of the unknown is still much larger than the limits of information. Looking out into the sky, we have very little idea of what exists, although theories and interpolations are plenty. When we think we have enough information, that is a risk as well. Its the Type II error of getting a negative result but mistaking it for a positive one. We also don’t how we “think”. Where do ideas come from? How do we remember?
On what information do you rely? Maybe take inventory of that. You don’t need to cancel it out but perhaps take a leap of faith the next time opportunity arises. Maybe it’s not the safest and simplest, but it may provide answers you would never know otherwise.