Alec Benson Leary said:
In an odd way, he's almost becoming aware of how unaware he is. I think this is why he's kicked into overdrive the whole "I need other people to find me a girlfriend/take care of my needs" thing. He always had it because he's lazy, but now it's exacerbated by his dim realization of how helpless he is.
Marvin said:
DrChristianTroy said:
Chris thought he'd win the trial because of a dream? Must have forgotten that tidbit. I have no doubt that shook his belief of dreams being prophecies.
Well, I don't know about any specifics about that... might not even be public, I don't remember. But it's not a new concept that Chris will bet the farm on dream prophecies he receives.
Probably a big part of why he's now ready to declare God a troll... too many such "prophecies" have passed unfulfilled. And after becoming occasionally dimly aware, Chris is starting to say "hey, wait a minute" any time he thinks back on all those promises of glory and happiness God supposedly made him.
Of course, Chris being Chris, he jumps to the notion that God
was talking to him in his dreams, but just lying. He doesn't think about the simpler possibility, that his dreams were just ordinary dreams, without any supernatural message behind them.
With due respect for his mental problems, I can't help but wonder whether Chris's faith in his dreams wasn't simply more of his wishful thinking.
One of the defining elements of Chris's life could be summed up in one word: Limitation. Everywhere Chris goes, his walls go with him. He's had a condition that prevents him from interacting with other humans in a reasonable fashion for his entire life. These walls were never supposed to be a problem, though; according to Borb's philosophies about social contracts, the world was obligated to take care of Chris. So it made sense that Chris realized the "needed a sweetheart" after they passed. It was someone's duty to take care of him when they were gone, he wouldn't be able to do it himself.
This was a tacit admission that Chris was a powerless - or, as Alec more appropriately wrote, helpless - individual who was under the authority of anyone smarter than him at the time. This would include his parents, teachers, cops, trolls, and even a 13-year-old kid. Knocking Chris down is not hard to do. All one has to do is put a little bass in their voice and be ready to cuff him when he bolts. I mean, sheesh - according to the recent Jackie e-mails, Barb made Chris sit while she cut his hair. In 2010. HE WAS 28.
But, then again, Chris was 26 when he brought that exact same woman to the Game Place to get his ban lifted. Chris knew that he was limited, but happily accepted that, because others were supposed to do for him - as seen with his running to mommy to get something unfixable fixed. Mom had authority that Chris could never hope to have.
Going back to the hair cutting thing for a moment - What was Chris's reaction to that? He immediately constructed a talisman that he wore around his neck,
made from his own hair, in order to promote hair growth. We like to say Chris is a dummy because yes, Chris is a dummy of the highest order. But he's not insane, nor is he given to hallucinations or psychotic episodes. Chris lives in a world that he can't accurately perceive, and so its boundaries are a little more fudgy than for a neurotypical person. He's a powerless individual, and so tries to make his own magic in order to deal with the gap between his perception and reality. Its really the only thing he can do - just sort of try and manifest his wishes, because he can't achieve them on his own.
So, Chris goes to sleep, and from the misty ether bursts a shining vision of clarity. This probably doesn't happen very often in his waking hours, so its a special vision, but what's more is that Chris is seeing a wonderful revelation of what he wants being laid out in front of him, without him having to lift a finger - he's asleep, after all!
Does Chris realize it's just a desire-based dream? You know ... I think he always has, deep down. But I feel that, just like the magic he imbued the his hair-bag with, or the importance of CWCville, Chris imposed significance where none existed, because to do otherwise would be to accept that no, there is no sweetheart waiting to have sex with him; no, there is no daughter in his future; no, there will be no victory in court for him. It would be to accept that the only place where Chris could be an undisputed winner would be in the random fiction of his dreamscape, a place so insubstantial that it disappears the moment he wakes up.
Dreams are Chris's religion. He doesn't really have faith in his dreams so much as he has a desire for them to be real, which is why he holds (held) to them so desperately. Because there's one thing that his dreams provide that his limitations and the real world never let him have: hope for the future.
As ever, could be wrong.