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If I start my sentence with "Girl" I mean it in a gay way like I'm about to bitch to you about my coworkers who I hate and who I am nothing but nice to. If I start my sentence with "Maaan" I mean it in a tired teen boy way. Like Shaggy learning that he's eaten the last of his vile sandwiches

No one here will probably know what I'm on about but-- let it be known that a favorite episode of mine from the series M*A*S*H is "Morale Victory" (S8 E19). Not for it's main plot of finding joy after being in such a shitty place doing the same things for so long (although, it is rather refreshing). No. It's for the subplot with the pianist who had just lost function in his right hand permanently. The surgeon that saved his life, as it happened to be, was a fanatic of classical music and music in general. The surgeon went out of his way to find works that a gentleman in that same man's position had commissioned specifically to be played with only the left hand. I love the speech the surgeon made, how the talent and passion for the piano does not lie in the man's hands but in his heart, his soul, and that it cannot be taken from him. And he plays. Hesitant, at first, then allows himself to pour his heart into the piano and the scene ends without another word.

I think about it a lot.

You!! You get it!! I often forget what the main plot of that episode is, but I will always remember the look on Winchester's face as the pianist loses himself in the piece,,, how he feels and shares the passion, but cannot make the music himself. Ough <33

Winchester is often an ass, but he's still a human with a passion for music ;w;

No one here will probably know what I'm on about but-- let it be known that a favorite episode of mine from the series M*A*S*H is "Morale Victory" (S8 E19). Not for it's main plot of finding joy after being in such a shitty place doing the same things for so long (although, it is rather refreshing). No. It's for the subplot with the pianist who had just lost function in his right hand permanently. The surgeon that saved his life, as it happened to be, was a fanatic of classical music and music in general. The surgeon went out of his way to find works that a gentleman in that same man's position had commissioned specifically to be played with only the left hand. I love the speech the surgeon made, how the talent and passion for the piano does not lie in the man's hands but in his heart, his soul, and that it cannot be taken from him. And he plays. Hesitant, at first, then allows himself to pour his heart into the piano and the scene ends without another word.

I think about it a lot.

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