
I'll never forget, nor those of my generation, how Barney taught Opie how to use a weapon of violence, in the innocence of 'target practice." Opie took his new slingshot around outside, shooting at things, until he saw something move in the trees, as he quickly and instinctively aimed and shot, quickly seeing a bird fall from the tree. Struck with the immediacy of his act, he ran up and in denial assured himself that the bird was merely "stunned", and would fly away anyway. As he began to panic and tear up, he pleaded with the bird to "fly away", even picking it up and launching it, which responded by falling lifeless to the ground. He was completely distraught, as were the rest of us, to this simple display of senseless violence. He ran home, and listless at dinner, overheard Andy and Aunt Bea talk about a dead songbird they wondered a cat might have gotten. Overwhelmed by guilt, he ran to his bed, which triggered the intuitive assessment of Andy. Going to his room Andy confiscated the weapon, and even worse, opened up the window to let Opie hear the plaintive cries of the mother's baby birds, who not only would never see their mother but presumably starve to death in waiting. Do I have your attention? The grieved Opie suddenly recognized his duty to adopt and raise these orphan bird babies, dutifully feeding and raising them until they were flying around in the cage (with the unsolicited advice of Barney, dispensing advice from "scientific studies" and "everybody knows", like the 1950s living embodiment of the Internet), leading to the second "trauma" – that of heeding father Andy's advice to let them go, and "leave the nest" and the bonds of attachment Opie had made with them. Â





























































