(Eddie winds up laughing at Barry's reaction to the ugly comment. Wow, all right. He gives the guy a funny sort of smile afterwards, an easy brightness in his eyes. He clearly didn't think Barry really was calling him any sort of ugly, and it was funny in a way because normally Eddie did figure that's what people were getting at.
It's not unsurprising that the 1950s thing is unbelievable and Eddie just sighs hopelessly.)
Yeah, okay, sure dude, but trust me, you talk to me for long enough and you'll realize very quickly that I'm definitely from the 50s. Most people say it's pretty obvious after a while.
(There were too many mannerisms and lack of media-understanding for him to be fibbing about it. But that wasn't something so easily proven in a brand new conversation.)
Yeah...No, I mean like literal evil. We had the literal manifestation of fear that like slept under our town and rotted it all the way through and made everyone like- fucking horrible people. And not like 'Doug's a real jackass' terrible but like 'What, another dad beat his kid to death? What's new' terrible. We have like this astronomically high homicide rate and most of its for kids or hate crimes, so. I'm not being metaphorical, by the way. There was like- literally a god of fear that fed off that shit.
(He's not really even trying to play a who-suffers-more game. It was just one of those things he always tried to emphasize a bit because a lot of people from the future seemed to mistake the whole 'my hometown sucks' thing for a kid whining about some lousy town when in actuality, no. Derry really was just the worst.
And it didn't really feel like oversharing considering most people didn't believe Eddie and after a while, you got really numb to sharing these sort of things when people just gave you a doubtful look. What was the point in trying that hard to convince someone?)
cw: child abuse, IT in general.
It's not unsurprising that the 1950s thing is unbelievable and Eddie just sighs hopelessly.)
Yeah, okay, sure dude, but trust me, you talk to me for long enough and you'll realize very quickly that I'm definitely from the 50s. Most people say it's pretty obvious after a while.
(There were too many mannerisms and lack of media-understanding for him to be fibbing about it. But that wasn't something so easily proven in a brand new conversation.)
Yeah...No, I mean like literal evil. We had the literal manifestation of fear that like slept under our town and rotted it all the way through and made everyone like- fucking horrible people. And not like 'Doug's a real jackass' terrible but like 'What, another dad beat his kid to death? What's new' terrible. We have like this astronomically high homicide rate and most of its for kids or hate crimes, so. I'm not being metaphorical, by the way. There was like- literally a god of fear that fed off that shit.
(He's not really even trying to play a who-suffers-more game. It was just one of those things he always tried to emphasize a bit because a lot of people from the future seemed to mistake the whole 'my hometown sucks' thing for a kid whining about some lousy town when in actuality, no. Derry really was just the worst.
And it didn't really feel like oversharing considering most people didn't believe Eddie and after a while, you got really numb to sharing these sort of things when people just gave you a doubtful look. What was the point in trying that hard to convince someone?)