Mario, the Idea vs. Mario, the Man

	Everyone knows Mario is cool as fuck.  But who knows what he's thinking? Who knows
why he crushes turtles? And why do we think about him as fondly as we think of the mythical
(nonexistent?) Dr Pepper? Perchance.
	I believe it was Kant who said "Experience without theory is blind, but theory without
experience is mere intellectual play."  Mario exhibits experience by crushing turts all day, but he
exhibits theory by stating "Lets-a go!" Keep it up, baby!
	When mario leaves his place of safety to stomp a turty, he knows that he may Die.  And
yet, for a man who can purchase lives with money, a life becomes a mere store of value.  A tax
that can be paid for, much as a rich man feels any law with a fine price.  We think of Mario as
a hero, but he is simple a one percenter of a more privileged variety.  The lifekind.  Perchance.