Freddie is in rehab now. Spiritual rehab, with John The Gospel Dixon.

Eddie gave in to the lust for money and has expanded the business significantly, with operations now stretching across multiple countries, particularly Northern Italy. Him and the elegant Susie Glass.

Bobby Glass, Susie’s dad, is eating steak after steak in his prison cell. So much steak that he has started talking to the spirits of mythical dwarfs. I’ve always been warned that too much meat does something to a man.

In their expansion, Eddie and Susie have an associate in Italy who is the literal definition of an asshole. Tough in appearance, soft and squishy when it comes to the real stuff. And the real stuff in Eddie’s world is balls gripping. It is a real man’s game, with a few exceptions, like Susie. Eddie has now fully accepted that once you’re in the drug business, there’s no way out. His moral compass from season one is well and truly buried beneath the heaps of money flowing into his estate.

But humans, ah, we’re never satisfied, are we?

Eddie wants to reclaim parts of his estate that belonged to his ancestors long before he was even a thought in his parents’ minds. He also wants to expand the business even farther into Europe. He has dreamed of what more money can do for him. Back home, he wants to politically influence the bill to decriminalise Marijuana in the UK, something that could give them both legal and illegal streams of income. He sees this as the best strategy forward for the business. He wants it all.

I wonder, though. The man is already a Duke, truly respected by everyone. He has a beautiful yet tough face, a pretty boy who has seen battle. His relentless ambition has even seen him enter Parliament as a hereditary peer, but he still wants more..?

Of course he does.

It is only the poor who are always assumed to be satisfied with their position.

But Bobby Glass, in his prison sauna, as head of the entire operation, poses a challenge to Eddie’s ambitions. Bobby has been in this business since Eddie was in diapers, swaddled and surrounded by posh royalty. Bobby is satisfied with the status quo. Everything is going great: the money is coming in better than before, operations are optimal, expansion is gaining ground, and of course, the authorities have not yet caught a sniff of what they are doing.

Honestly if it wasn’t for Eddie’s father’s death, and Eddie discovering the weed plant in their backyard, I don’t think the Glass family would ever have expanded their twelve farms across England.

But here comes Eddie. One year in the business and he’d already seen the future. A future where, if the Glasses weren’t leaving his yard, he would have to join them. And another future where he would run his own operation and make more than four times the money they were currently making.

But if British aristocracy, and all its legends, have taught mankind anything, it is that challenging the status quo always comes with consequences.

Always.

Over in Asgard, young Thor is also dissatisfied with those above him. In his case, his father: Odin The Allfather.

Odin has seen the Nine Realms since he was young. He has witnessed the desolation of war, and his efforts, along with those of his father before him, have restored peace to the realms under their charge.

But young Thor is grown now. He sees things clearly, or so he thinks. He believes the other realms laugh at Asgard while its people make merry and arrange marriages. Thor wants the inhabitants of the other realms to bow and kiss his feet whenever he walks past. Not only because he has the arrogance of a prince, but because he wields a giant hammer that channels lightning. Show-off.

On a covert mission to seemingly restore the lost glory of the Asgardians, Thor and his war buddies find themselves stranded until Odin comes swooping in on a horse, with all his majesty.

Odin’s way of dealing with enemies is diplomacy. He asks the Frost Giants to forgive this one incident caused by a foolish boy, Thor, and to maintain the treaty between their kingdoms.

Thor considers this weakness. How do you simply let your enemies go like that? They should bow. They should fear him. They should be struck by lightning!

The argument back home between father and son goes a little something like this:

Odin: “Do you realise what you’ve done? What you’ve started?”

Thor: “I was protecting my home.”

“You can’t even protect your friends! How do you hope to protect the Kingdom?”

“There won’t be a Kingdom to protect if you’re afraid to act. The Jötunns must learn to fear me, just as they once feared you.”

“That’s pride and vanity talking, not leadership. You’ve forgotten everything I taught you about a warrior’s patience.”

Thor, grinding his teeth: “While you wait and be patient, the Nine Realms laugh at us. The old ways are done. You stand giving speeches while Asgard falls.”

“You are a VAIN, GREEDY, CRUEL BOY!”

“AND YOU ARE AN OLD MAN AND A FOOL!”

There.

Lines crossed.

What needed to be said has been said. There’s no going back now.

Questioning the old guard requires strength. It requires belief. It requires the conviction that the future demands change. Eddie and Thor questioned the status quo. For them, things needed to change for the better.

If you don’t know this yet, Eddie was kidnapped by Bobby Glass’s men. Other than not being pleased with the idea that her daughter might end up with a posh, spoiled aristocrat who questioned his authority, he was betrayed by Eddie who went ahead to pursue a business strategy that they hadn’t agreed on.

So Eddie was kidnapped, beaten to a pulp, and left to literally crawl his way back to civilisation from a forest. For three days and three nights Eddie crawled, convinced he was seeing some Italian countess waiting for him at the end of his struggle. He crawled, convinced that the status quo had to change. He would no longer take business advice from an old man who eats steak all day, steams the hairs on his body, and talks to mythical dwarfs in his head. Someone who had been out of the field and the mud for too long to understand how to run a business in the modern world.

Thor was cast out, stripped of his power and his hammer. Stripped of his ego, his clothes, and his home. Cast to Earth, where apparently every misfit gets sent.

He had to relearn the ways of the common man to become worthy of his title again. He wasn’t the God of Thunder anymore; even a little earthly rain would wash away his dignity. He wasn’t even the god of hammers anymore. He had to learn the humility of being a future king. He had to learn diplomacy. To start thinking with more brain, and less muscle.

Most people wouldn’t take you seriously if you wore a cape, especially in tropical Africa. It is already hot enough to wear a suit. Why would you need a cape? To fly?

Capes are an American thing. Here we challenge the status quo differently. We take to the streets. We force institutional takeovers. Or, as in my generation, we tell our parents things straight to their faces.

I am becoming a man, just like Eddie and Odinson.

I am shedding a lot of my old self, leaving it behind together with the fractured status quo I once bore and was privy to. Like leaving an old notebook on a shelf, stained with tears, memories, and words that no longer have purpose or meaning in the here and now.

Reagan..✍🏽