Reading, for me, is entertainment and an escape from the real world. But it can also inform and stretch the boundaries of the life I live.
David Crockett vs. Davy Crockett
Crockett didn't go to Texas to fight a revolution. He didn't go to sharp-shoot tyrants and defend liberty. He went for himself.
He wanted land.
He wanted money.
And he wanted to catch that monster.
The monster being the larger-than-life persona built as a political stunt that escaped his control until it reached absurd proportions.
Crockett witnessed the extraordinary flowering of his alter ego, he saw the crowds and heard the applause, and he forgot what he really was... an aging, semi-literate squatter of average talent. The worst part of this celebrity who believed in his own fame was that his hubris was attached to a cartoon figure of his own making.
He head out for Texas after losing his bid for reelection to the US House. By joining the revolution there as a six month volunteer, he stood to gain about 4,600 acres of land and the opportunity to become a "founding father of the sovereign nation of Texas".