(Originally Published 1/5/21)
Hello, everybody! I know I just wrote yesterday, but I thought of a topic that was worth writing about. You may wonder about the title of today’s post, so here you go….
It’s Sherlock Holmes’s birthday tomorrow!
Kind of a big deal. Or at least for fans of Sherlock Holmes. I don’t know about the rest of the world. Of course, it’s also a big day because Congress finalizes the vote for president tomorrow, but I like it for the first reason.
Not many people know or care about this, so I wanted to alert people. Sherlock Holmes is so famous that he’s kind of become a cliche. But there’s a reason for that.
Sherlock Holmes and Dr. John Watson symbolize adventure. They are gentlemen heroes. Essentially, Holmes was Superman before Superman even existed.
The romanticism of the Victorian era also contributes to our fascination with the consulting detective. People ever since that era have been obsessed with recreating it.
But mostly, the reason that we are drawn to Sherlock Holmes and his madcap adventures is the fact that he makes the world make sense. He can bring order to the chaos that is life.
It’s not really about this, though. It’s about the stories, the adventures. It’s about the friendship and heroism, the clever villains, and the certainty that it will be all right in the end.
Because no matter what, there will always be two men, sitting arguing in a messy flat on Baker Street, waiting for us to need their help. If we are lost, confused, in need of clarity, the detective and the doctor will be waiting.
Happy birthday, Sherlock Holmes.