Gettin’ Jiggity Jig

As far as films go, there’s but a handful of movies that i’d be able to say i’ve watched over and over again. I’m talking about double digit viewings. And I’m not talking about stumbling across a movie 1/3 of the way into it while channel surfing TMC on a lazy afternoon, I’m talking about a dedicated, purposeful, intentional ‘screening’ of a film, popcorn and soda in hand, from start to finish. One of those at the top of the list, right between ‘Apocalypse Now’ and ‘Brazil’, is ‘Blade Runner’. For those inclined to ask, the “Director’s Cut” of course. And it continues to be a tried and true favorite in the Sci Fi genre. Yet one brief line has stuck with me, echoed in my head, and I’d never made any further logical association until last year. That line, obscure and insignificant as it might sound, is “Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity Jig“.

This is something that one of the characters, Sebastian’s replicant ‘toy’ companions, a ‘Kaiser’ figure, mutters while goose stepping into the entry way when Sebastian arrives at his home. Sebastian calls out “Whoo Hoo… Home Again” and into the room march the Kaiser and a Teady Bear speaking that line in unison. It’s been a phrase that i’ve uttered myself on numerous occasions, just as often as other oft quoted cinematic quips such as “You talkin’ to me?”, “Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Bueller?” and “220… 221…, whatever it takes”.

But I’d never had a point of reference for the “Home Again…” phrase beyond the movie. I never knew where it came from or originated, or that it even existed prior to the making of the film. It has been just a minor verbal blurb that was stuck in my mind and would crop up from time to time. It has been, as Jon Fuelleman would so vividly label it… ‘Mental Lint’.

About a year ago, my wife had purchase some books for the kids, one of which contained ‘Classic’ Mother Goose nursery rhymes. And there it was. The entire phrase and many more, making up what turns out to be a classic nursery rhyme entitled “To Market”.

Sure, this might not be news to you, but you must appreciate the surprise, if not the unexpected satisfaction and ‘aha!‘ moment, that comes from sitting to read something to your child, and finding yourself reading words you’ve been using yourself for decades without ever realizing there was something behind their origin and that they might crop up outside of world in which androids dream of electric sheep.

To market, to market, to buy a fat pig.
Home again, home again, jiggety jig.
To market, to market, to buy a fat hog,
Home again, home again, jiggety jog.
To market, to market, to buy a plum bun,
Home again, home again, market is done.


Written by gsm

11/17/2006 at 8:08 am

Posted in  Miscellaneous 

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