This one line of dialogue spoken by Kwai Chang Caine, Shaolin monk, in the episode Superstition (Season 1, Ep. 12), sums up the current state of Americans quite well.
Many Americans pay outrageous sums of taxes, on income, on purchases, on cars, on parks and much more so that many other Americans can pretend to work at overpaid government jobs and others still can collect all manners of welfare while they feign one weakness or another.
In my nipper years, I watched Kung Fu, an action-adventure western with a Taoist mystic vibe starring David Carradine as a Jesus-like Shaolin monk named Kwai Chang Caine who wandered the American Old West in search of his long-lost brother.
To set up the show, Caine, the orphaned son of an American man a Chinese woman living in China, gets accepted into a brotherhood of Shaolin priests. In this Shaolin monestary, Master Po becomes Caine's beloved a mentor and elder. When the Emperor's nephew indiscriminately murders Master Poe, Caine loses his self control in a heat-of-the-moment reckless reaction and murders the nephew.
With a price on his head and at the urging of a dying Poe, Caine flees to America to save himself. While in America, Caine faces a series of tests enduring the hardships of prejudice, stupidity, greed and violence.
Easily, Kung Fu the original series is perhaps the only fictional show ever aired that could make anyone think and perhaps better himself or herself.
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