Shall I Tell You What I Find Beautiful About You?

OK, here's another movie.
There are some great lines in cinema.
This time it's Starman, by John Carpenter.
The film is about our haunting flirtation with a cosmic brother.
We invite him.
He comes.
And takes on the form of a dead housepainter in Wisconsin,
chamingly portrayed by Jeff Bridges.

But "we don't like what we don't understand.
In fact it scares us."
[That's a Beauty and the Beast line from Disney.]
Officials chase him all over the countryside,
while he tries to reach a rendevous point in the desert.
With the help of the housepainters widow and one fearless scientist he makes it.
But not before the ET has observed the human species in
it the most extreme conditions.

And just before he leaves our strange world,
the Starman says:
"Shall I tell you what I find beautiful about you?"
Of course!
We want to know!
That you find ANYthing beautiful in the hell we've put you through...
Chasing you hither and yon.
Drooling over the possibility of dissecting you.
After all.
You are an unusual specimin.
An experiment.
OUR experiment.
Trying and failing to 'get it right.'
What could you possibly find beautiful about US???

"Shall I tell you what I find beautiful about you?
You are at your very best when things are worst."
Our best???
I think of this lately.
Humanity is presently on display in all of its varied colors.
Victims, survivors, saviors, evangels, angels, and demons.
All here.
All colors.
And things are definitely pretty bad.
Probably at their worst in a long time.
But still there is beauty.
Still the varied stars that we are, shine.
We are finding inner resources we didn't know we had.
We are finally seeing things that have long been in front of our faces.
We are contemplating, moving, doing.
We are inwardly and outwardly ... 're-arranged.'

And slighly airborn and off kilter something beautiful shines through.
We are at our best...
I hope he's right.
"Shall I tell you what I find beautiful about you?..."