I read up on the minions which run deep through our toy stores, and play places, and the minds and hearts and souls of popular culture.
And I discover that far from benevolent souls, they be nasty servants of evil empire.
And then I understand, and today I understood, that however evil a nastiness may be, there will lie an opportunity for redemption down the line.
And so it does become us; and so it is fine.
My minions shall not serve evil empire, nor be nasty or cruel or unkindly in any way, but – rather – simply be the sky blue and the yellow of the Red.
A passed which is now past, but properly informs the future; a future which is anything but reliant on the passed; and a network of connections that brightly communicate the good that every human being can create and generate and educate and co-dependently forge.
My minions are good folk; and this I now fully realise.