“You watched Star Wars?” I asked. “Joe did,” he answered as if that made sense. “Loved it. A cowboy-and-Indian story where the Indians are the good guys and everyone fights with swords.” “Cowboys and Indians?” I asked while I chewed on the first part of the sentence. He grunted. “Think about it. Good versus evil. The foe has better armament and seems impossible to defeat—the invading Europeans. The good guys are few in number and restricted to a few bold heroes with an uncanny connection to the Force. Indians.”
