Someone call Great Detective Pikachu — assuming the little f*cker hasn’t gone Hollywood on us — because we’ve got a Pokémon mystery on our hands. Two nights ago, a fiberglass statue of Pikachu with a concrete Pokéball base appeared on top of an unused fountain on New Orleans’ Terpsichore Street. And no one knows why.
No word yet on who put up the statue, but it’s easy to see why they did it — Pikachu has earned immortality. As Percy Bysshe Shelly wrote in his poem “Ozymandias”, there is nothing better or more permanent than having yourself a statue:
“I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal, these words appear:
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.”
No sir, no negatives to having statues made of yourself. You’ll be timeless, and never have negative feelings, or contemplate your mortality again. That’s what that poem tells us. Yes sir.
That said, this is a great honor for Nintendo, the Pokémon Company, and the idea of Pikachu itself. I can only hope a monument is erected in my honor after I die. And if I get to have a cocky expression on my face like a Dreamworks character? Well, that’s the dream, isn’t it?
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