You know, it is fair and unfair at the same time.

When you talk about the Star Wars prequels and you know, those have been a lightning rod

for many, many, many years.

I personally think they're complete garbage.

Some people beloved them and all that is great.

All of them subjective.

And if you love them, that's awesome.

I celebrate that you love them for a lot of people who don't like the prequels.

Unfortunately, the poster child, kind of as the representation of all things bad about

the prequels, has fairly or unfairly been the character Jar Jar Binks.

Jar Jar Binks, just your average gungan, living his life stumbling across a couple of Jedi

while he's out for a walk one day and his whole life gets thrust, front and center for

the universe.

The politician, ladies and gentlemen, Jar Jar Binks becomes a galactic politician, introducing

the Bill and Senate that ultimately led to Palpatine becoming emperor of the Galactic

Empire.

And you know, all that sorts of stuff.

Then the fate of Jar Jar Binks was kind of talked about and addressed in one of the Star

Wars novels that kind of on a side, little side note takes place on the world where Jar Jar

Binks is now just a street clown.

He is a street performer and people still hate him for his role in getting Palpatine

made emperor, all that, all that's a poor Jar Jar.

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