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poliphiloWednesday- so it's stir-fry for lunch. It's always stir-fry on Wednesday. Funny how quickly Wednesday seems to come round. Is it really a whole week since the last stir-fry? Well, obviously, yes. Not that I'm complaining. I love stir-fry.
Not any Wednesday, of course. Ash Wednesday. But I only know because we made a thing of cooking pancakes yesterday. I stopped paying much attention to the Christian year a long time ago. Ash Wednesday I particularly dislike. As if we needed to have a special day for beating ourselves up and feeling guilty when for most of us that's the default mode.
Self-hatred. I think it was/is positively wicked of the Church to encourage it so.
I've just finished watching the first season of Fleabag- and found it very relateable. Does all comedy deal with people who are desperately unhappy? I think it must do. I'm running through the classic sit-coms in my head and they all measure up. Truly happy people have no dignity to lose or pride to hurt or ambition to be thwarted- and are therefore not funny, but just fun to be around- which looks like much the same thing on paper but is actually quite different. If your trousers fall down at the vicarage tea-party it's only funny if you care- and if you don't care it's not funny but joyous.
Not any Wednesday, of course. Ash Wednesday. But I only know because we made a thing of cooking pancakes yesterday. I stopped paying much attention to the Christian year a long time ago. Ash Wednesday I particularly dislike. As if we needed to have a special day for beating ourselves up and feeling guilty when for most of us that's the default mode.
Self-hatred. I think it was/is positively wicked of the Church to encourage it so.
I've just finished watching the first season of Fleabag- and found it very relateable. Does all comedy deal with people who are desperately unhappy? I think it must do. I'm running through the classic sit-coms in my head and they all measure up. Truly happy people have no dignity to lose or pride to hurt or ambition to be thwarted- and are therefore not funny, but just fun to be around- which looks like much the same thing on paper but is actually quite different. If your trousers fall down at the vicarage tea-party it's only funny if you care- and if you don't care it's not funny but joyous.
