There are ignorant people, and then there are ignorant people. Stupidity is a virtue a plethora of mortals possess and you can’t really do anything about it. A stupid person is like the Venus Flytrap: touch him and he’ll bite! But otherwise, he’ll remain harmless and let you go on about your daily routine. No, what really gets me incensed is the increasing number of people who go on about life without a clue as to what the Lord of the Rings is. Sure, they know it’s a movie and on further prodding may even reluctantly concede to the existence of the books but ask them about the author or the world he created and BAM! It’s Flytrap time. “ERMYGAWD you’re unbelievable, such a nerd!”, “Haha, the hell does Ent mean? Rhymes with Kent. Hey I didn’t know Superman was in the Lord of the Rings!”
Another example is taken directly from the Big Bang Theory where they address the very same issue. Here’s how the dialogue goes:
Kurt: What are you supposed to be, an elf?
Leonard: No I’m a hobbit.
Kurt: What’s the difference?
Leonard: A hobbit is a mortal Halfling inhabiting Middle Earth while an elf is an immortal tall warrior.
Kurt: So why the hell would you want to be a hobbit?!
… Kill me.
A lot of people think that the Lord of the Rings is only a tale of short people just walking into Mordor and throwing the One Ring into Mount Doom. Yes, because it is that easy to just saunter into Mordor, cross the stairs of Cirith Ungol, casually fart in the general direction of Sauron and his Nazgul and fling the Ring into the abyss while chatting with Gollum about the battle for Helm’s Deep and whether it’ll be a good year for beer or not in the Shire. Nobody appreciates fantasy in literature any more, the great journey that the four hobbits undertake along with Aragorn, Gimli, Legolas, Boromir and of course, Gandalf the Gray is ridiculed for being too primitive and simplistic (Yes, I can kill these people as well). All the events that befall them are simplified into one sentence by crude people who don’t know what they’re talking about; “But it’s a three part movie about people going from place A to place B!”
… Please kill me. NOW.
And it goes on. Sometimes I do pity such creatures. But then I invoke Bertie Wooster’s incredibly wise words that some people are put in this world to make us more spiritual and I calm down. I think about living in a place like Lothlorien, in Cerin Amroth where “ever bloom the winter flowers in the unfading grass: the yellow elanor and the pale niphredil…” I smile and I forgive. Forgive the world for ridiculing people like me who have fallen in love with fantastical worlds such as Middle Earth, Westeros and a few years back, even Alagaesia. For falling in love with mythical creatures, battles that take place on every alternate page and intrigues and plots to cause the downfall of kings. It’s only human nature and that is all…