yeah, I see what you're saying, but, like, for Sam hunting = family, and what Sam always wanted was to feel a part of his family, even though he disagreed with, and certainly had the wrong temperament for, hunting. So, he could leave hunting because John threw him out, and he could leave for a year because everyone was dead, but he can never bring himself to leave Dean, if Dean is willing to have him around.
Because knowing what goes bump in the night, you can't even quite forget about it either, you know?
But, why does that make it okay to go around dispensing vigilante justice? What gives someone the right to think they're entitled to decide who lives and who dies. Since S1 the show has made a point of saying demons = people. People do bad things. Who appointed hunters God? People who play God are monsters (as per Faith). When Sam says people always die, that isn't some cop out, that's life. Only an arrogant dick thinks he gets to dish out payback on his terms. (hunters, heaven, Lucifer, America fuck yeah)
The issue is that people get obsessed, stuck in "the hunting life" rather than living a normal life that acknowledges the reality of monsters, and then stuck in this perpetual adolescence where they're always pretending that tomorrow will never come.
The hunting life = chasing your demons, and hunters are drunks. I lost count of the number of times the show compared John to a drunk, Bobby was the town drunk, etc. Dean took care of John instead of the other way around because that's what it's like when somebody is a substance abuser. And last season, when Sam was going through all that trauma, the show made a point of really emphasizing Dean's drinking and then having Sam constantly tell him, no I'm fine, we need to take care of you. I won't even start on the way they've shown Sam go from never drinking (waiting for Dean outside the bar!) to never being without a beer this season.
he could leave hunting because John threw him out, and he could leave for a year because everyone was dead, but he can never bring himself to leave Dean, if Dean is willing to have him around.
It's just really hard for Sam, I think, to ignore the way he knows things are. The fact of their world is that there are monsters, no matter what they do. And I don't want Sam to be stuck in this place where Dean has a monopoly on THE TROOOOOTH because obviously being a violent bully is COSMIC HONESTY, so Sam either has to live a lie (that there are no monsters) or limit his life to monsters and only monsters. Sam doesn't know how to set limits, with hunting or with Dean, because all he's learned in his life is that he doesn't get to have boundaries, he can yell and lash out and push back all he wants but people will do as they please to him. Those hard, absolutist walls he puts up are a survival mechanism - I don't blame him in the least, but they're not optimal, and I want him to figure out a way not to need them all the time.
why does that make it okay to go around dispensing vigilante justice? What gives someone the right to think they're entitled to decide who lives and who dies.
I mean, they have to live in the world. They don't have any less right than the monsters do to go around snacking on people; they have every right to protect themselves and others. You know? And it's a difficult balance, which the hunter sub-culture doesn't make any easier. But I think Sam's arc, at least, is moving toward making peace with that.
For that matter, who appointed God God? And why It rather than Cas, who at least has the nerve to show his face? And I think the narrative is really with you there - it's a power grab and a lot of arrogance for anyone to take that on themselves. But I sympathize with the desire to do so.
Sam go from never drinking (waiting for Dean outside the bar!) to never being without a beer this season.
Because knowing what goes bump in the night, you can't even quite forget about it either, you know?
But, why does that make it okay to go around dispensing vigilante justice? What gives someone the right to think they're entitled to decide who lives and who dies. Since S1 the show has made a point of saying demons = people. People do bad things. Who appointed hunters God? People who play God are monsters (as per Faith). When Sam says people always die, that isn't some cop out, that's life. Only an arrogant dick thinks he gets to dish out payback on his terms. (hunters, heaven, Lucifer, America fuck yeah)
The issue is that people get obsessed, stuck in "the hunting life" rather than living a normal life that acknowledges the reality of monsters, and then stuck in this perpetual adolescence where they're always pretending that tomorrow will never come.
The hunting life = chasing your demons, and hunters are drunks. I lost count of the number of times the show compared John to a drunk, Bobby was the town drunk, etc. Dean took care of John instead of the other way around because that's what it's like when somebody is a substance abuser. And last season, when Sam was going through all that trauma, the show made a point of really emphasizing Dean's drinking and then having Sam constantly tell him, no I'm fine, we need to take care of you. I won't even start on the way they've shown Sam go from never drinking (waiting for Dean outside the bar!) to never being without a beer this season.
Lol, now I want a drink.
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It's just really hard for Sam, I think, to ignore the way he knows things are. The fact of their world is that there are monsters, no matter what they do. And I don't want Sam to be stuck in this place where Dean has a monopoly on THE TROOOOOTH because obviously being a violent bully is COSMIC HONESTY, so Sam either has to live a lie (that there are no monsters) or limit his life to monsters and only monsters. Sam doesn't know how to set limits, with hunting or with Dean, because all he's learned in his life is that he doesn't get to have boundaries, he can yell and lash out and push back all he wants but people will do as they please to him. Those hard, absolutist walls he puts up are a survival mechanism - I don't blame him in the least, but they're not optimal, and I want him to figure out a way not to need them all the time.
why does that make it okay to go around dispensing vigilante justice? What gives someone the right to think they're entitled to decide who lives and who dies.
I mean, they have to live in the world. They don't have any less right than the monsters do to go around snacking on people; they have every right to protect themselves and others. You know? And it's a difficult balance, which the hunter sub-culture doesn't make any easier. But I think Sam's arc, at least, is moving toward making peace with that.
For that matter, who appointed God God? And why It rather than Cas, who at least has the nerve to show his face? And I think the narrative is really with you there - it's a power grab and a lot of arrogance for anyone to take that on themselves. But I sympathize with the desire to do so.
Sam go from never drinking (waiting for Dean outside the bar!) to never being without a beer this season.
Yeah, he's really not coping great.
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