Star Wars hit me hard as a kid. (Not alone, I know!) At age 9, I was still firmly rooted in fairy tales and schoolwork and a suburban Southern childhood. Independence took the form of riding my bike to the local Seven Eleven and a nearby park. I was a good girl who tried very hard to be good. Star Wars magnified the story of Good versus Evil – a story I was very familiar with – and also complicated it by introducing that unstable trio, Luke, Leia, and Han. All that murky business between them was a little hard to understand, but I understood enough. I loved Star Wars then, I love Star Wars now, and I’ll think I’ll love all its sequels and prequels forever.
This week, in honor of Carrie Fisher and Leia Organa, I’ll feature fifteen badass women and their badass opinions on the Princess and Fisher. Carrington Fox kicks things off today; Sara Bhatia, Daphne Butler, Patricia Eastwood, Karlen Garrard, Amanda Hampton, Joelle Herr, Julie Kennon, Barbara Keith Payne, Mary Laura Philpott, Kate Satz, and Betsy Wills follow on Tuesday; and Niki Coffman, Lyn Fairchild Hawks, and Liza Graves preach on Wednesday. I’ll write about Fisher’s last, heartbreaking memoir, The Princess Diarist, on Friday. Please join the conversation in the comments!
From Carrington Fox:
For Christmas 1978, I got the Star Wars album, a double-LP set complete with illustrations from the film. Second-grade me didn’t understand the sci-fi details. Droids, Jawas, Rebels, Alderaan? I didn’t know a Tie Fighter from an X-Wing, but it didn’t matter. My 7-year-old self knew the difference between Good and Evil, and Star Wars was an exhilarating battle of Light versus Darkness.
I spun that album a million times. I belted out the trombone notes of John Williams’s overture, bobbed and weaved among imaginary light sabers, and reenacted snippets of dialogue from the screenplay. I was a one-woman show responsible for all the parts. I learned to squeak like R2D2, hyperventilate like Darth Vader, and roar like Chewbacca. But all these years later, only Princess Leia remains a powerful voice inside my head.
Maybe it’s because I also wore my hair in an unfashionable bun in the Seventies, or maybe it’s because the boys in my neighborhood gave me a hard time, but I felt instant kinship with the Princess of Alderaan. Leia knew how to handle the thugs in her galaxy, so I played her scenes over and over, seeking guidance for dealing with my boys next door.
One scene in particular stood out: When Leia first confronts the helmeted despot Darth Vader, she is cuffed, surrounded by guards, and threatened with death, but she stands up to her captor with utter sangfroid:
“Darth Vader, only you could be so bold. The Imperial Senate will not sit still for this….”
From whence did this young woman – Fisher was only 19 when she was cast in the role – draw such confidence? Compare Leia’s bravado to the simpering flimsiness of Sandy from Grease – the other movie soundtrack I got that year. You think Sandy could have faced Vader like that? Hell no. She’d have stuck a finger in the air, and if it turned out the winds were blowing slightly slutty, she’d have got a home perm and some skin-tight pants and sold out the Rebels before you could say, “Greased Lightning.”
Now, before you say, “Well, that was the Fifties, after all,” remember that Leia spoke her truth to Vader long, long ago.
Oh, Sandy… You should take a page from Leia.
Because there will always be despots with helmets – or helmet hair – who challenge us to stand up for what we believe. The Sandys of the world will fold like cheap tents, but not the Leias. Leia taught us to stand our ground, keep our dignity, play the long game. Leia taught us that the only costume change a princess should make is to shed flowing robe and metal bikini for duds a little more comfortable for kicking injustice in the ass.
With news of Carrie Fisher’s death, I went looking for that album. I couldn’t find it. But as luck would have it, my nephew – who is my same age and who gave me the Star Wars record set all those Christmases ago – was in town New Year’s Eve. For auld lang syne, I asked him if he had any memory of the scene that made such an impression on me. I thought maybe it was a girl thing. But no. Without skipping a beat, he said, “Yes, when Leia stands up to Darth Vader.”
Funny that my nephew used the same words I used: Stands up to. It’s not an expression I hear often. Maybe because it doesn’t happen often. It’s hard to stand up to people. To stand up for things. Thanks to Carrie Fisher and the warrior princess she invested with such courage, we know what it looks like to stand up to power. Maybe in the coming year we’ll try it out.
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Carrington Fox, admired Nashville writer, most lately chronicles her life at BuildMeUpButtercup, diary of a middle-aged mom in construction school. That’s her on the right. She and her sister (left) headed back to school last fall. “Last time I was in a classroom, I got an art history degree, followed by an MBA. She got a master’s in civil engineering. This time, we’re studying construction at our local college of applied technology. We’re a full generation older than most of our classmates. Most of them are men.” Funny and scary things have happened, but so far she hasn’t lost an eye so it’s all good.
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Top image: http://kingbowserpooka.deviantart.com/art/Carrie-Fisher-Princess-Leia-XXIV-397589748
Jennifer and Carrington are both “bad ass”! Both of you stand up for what you think is right and wrong. Bravo!
Thank you, Betsy! xo
I love this post!!! Carrington, you do the princess and the Star Wars anthology great justice here. The comparison to Sandy is genius. When next we are together, I want to hear those impersonations–especially Chewbacca’s! Long live Leia!
Agree with all – so much! Thanks, Daphne! xo
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Carrington, those last lines are exactly what we all need to hear right now. Thank you for this wonderful post. Warrior women, let’s go! Jen, thank you for starting this series and being the creative and editorial muse, as always!
I love getting the conversation going, you know! And thank you so much for your incredible contribution airing Wednesday. xo
I love everything about this post and the idea of hearing from other strong women. When Leia first came on the scene there weren’t as many strong female role models for little girls. It’s instructive to hear from those now grown women what they learned from Leia’s confidence and how they emulate it in their own lives. Going back to school to learn construction is just about the best application I can imagine. Respect.
I’m so glad you enjoyed this, Mary. I love hearing from you. xo
I’d love to hear what you thought of Leia, Hannah! I bet you had a strong opinion! xo
Bacon meets Buttercup! This has already made my week.
Laughing! I’m so glad. xo
I love this so much. And yay for this whole series!
Thank you so much, Jennifer! I’m so glad you’re enjoying the series! (And Carrington is such an amazing writer… I love this piece, too.) xo
Love Carrington’s memories. Love her!!
Me, too! Thanks, Hope. xo