That's What He Said

Before coming here, my father, whom I call Peter because I do not always think of him as a father, told me one thing: "don't be a musical snob." Those words resonated down with me. To me, they go two ways in the discussion we had. On a preliminary level, these words came from the man who never could complete a piece of music in his life when he played; he always ended up stopping in the middle because he would get distracted and end up focusing on something else entirely unrelated to what he supposedly loves doing. So it begs to ask the question, at least to me, of whether or not he really is talking to me as if I have become a "musical snob" or whether or not I, in my own knowledge and breadth, have surpassed him, and it is his way of retaliating against me or still trying to make himself seem relevant and knowledgeable. Even if that seems a bit snobbish in and of itself, it's true.

However, in saying this, it is very possible that I have proven him right. Perhaps I, in my quest for more in music, have become a snob in the process he didn't want to see. There's two facets here: I do know more than him and I am more versatile than him, so it could be that he really does see that I'm a threat to him and he seeks to hold me back. Or he could very well be watching to see if I do become what he does not want to see happen. By calling myself better than him, I may have stepped over the line of being a snob.

Or this may just be what was supposed to happen. The reason this stuck with me is that both answers are right: I am a snob now, and I have surpassed him in his own passion.