You should. He turned 81 today.  If not for the universe (pick your belief system) aligning just right on this very day we wouldn’t have one of the gruffest, baddest and most iconic men in movie history.

You owe him a massive debt of pop culture.   Frankly, we need about 81 more years of him in order to balance out the bad stuff that seeps in, such as the glittery vampires and the overly waxed action heroes.

Hoist a beer to him (Eastwood’s preferred poison, I believe) and watch one of his movies tonight. Any one of them. And wish him a happy birthday, punk.