schumacher

This is not about Michael. I didn’t know who that Schumacher is. Everybody knows that racing icon but I never heard about him as I never got into the racing world. But lately, I learned a few things about him, including Formula 1 and the cars, through some friends and from a magazine. I suddenly got interested, that’s all. How come?

This is not about Michael’s brother who they said is also a racing driver. I just checked that his name is Ralf.

This is not about Joel. I didn’t know him either. I did come across his name on some films- Joel Schumacher Films. But I could not identify any one right now nor could I describe what kind of a filmmaker he is. It's easy to know about that from the net, though.

This is about someone who’s not a Schumacher at all. One of his nicknames starts with the letter “A”. We were in the silent part of our conversation one night on the ride home when I whisper-read “Schumacher” from a mudguard of a jeepney.

He saw that, but I didn’t expect he’d heard me read it. Then he asked if I watch racing. I said no, there’s just a Schumacher of the film that was familiar. End of the subject. It’s been several weeks since then but I would not let him know that I learned who Michael of the racing is. That’s not my point for getting interested.

I find wonder in how it came to be that “Schumacher” will always be associated with him. It amuses me that some force had made me want to know about Schumacher of racing by that little talk... I’m aware of my special feeling for “A”. I’m aware of his special feeling for me, too. But there’s nothing about it I’m willing to discuss. They’re trivial things that are supposed to amount to nothing. One time he told me the brand of milk he buys for his infant son. So you see, this isn’t about any Schumacher at all. It’s about other things I could not tell about.