“I’m reviewing the situation …” ~Fagin (from Dickens’ Oliver Twist)
I’m reviewing the situation
Can a fellow be a villain all his life?
All the trials and tribulations!
Better settle down and get myself a wife.
And a wife would cook and sew for me,
And come for me, and go for me,
And go for me, and nag at me,
The fingers, she will wag at me.
The money she will take from me.
A misery, she’ll make from me…
… I think I’d better thing it out again!
My last post seems to have left some of you with the impression that I am not in a good place, so to speak. Yes and no. As I have mentioned, the parts about my children are tough, and very much so around David right now. When the focus is on him, it deeply saddens me, and when things go wrong, it really hits a nerve.
In addition, I have not been getting enough sleep and that will drive anyone over the edge. For reasons currently unknown, Pearlsky has been waking up, typically twice, through the night. That has not happened in a long time, and combined with me going to bed too late (for dumb reasons), I am not on my game.
On the plus side, I have had two offers to “make a baby” from the last post, but alas, no photos of “ambrosial buttocks” from this post (bummer).
I know having a normal kid won’t make me feel any different about David or Pearlsky, won’t solve any of the problems, but it will fulfill a lifetime dream. We shall see.
Claire started off a post yesterday with …
It hit me like a ton of bricks today why, without fail, people always ask me, after they see or hear about Sophie, “Do you have any other children?”
When I respond in the affirmative, I always get a satisfied nod from them. The point being, of course, that this tragedy that is Sophie is somehow mitigated by the fact that I have a “real” or “normal” kid. Sort of makes up for it, you know?
Damn straight there are good things, I guess I should mention them a bit more. Let’s see …
- Freya and mini-me-Freya, two wonderful females hanging around, always put a smile on my face.
- I have a job that I don’t detest.
- I sell the best darn coffee around as a hobby.
- I was forced into watching the movie “The Notebook” and did not puke once.
- Pearlsky is generally doing great.
- Just bought three 3-paks of Cleanwaste Pee Wee® Unisex Urine Bags from Woot for $5.97. I am set to drive ANYWHERE!
- There is a gorgeous red-head far away who is a bit whacky herself, and with a very different belief system than mine, who shows she cares. What could be better than that?
- Then there is the hot Canadian who swears she is not stalking me, who is stalking me. Cool! Gotta love her.
- With a friend like Ken, what could be better?
- Just the thought of getting a hold of Elizabeth‘s cupcakes makes my mouth water.
- I wake up every day looking forward to the day. Really. That says it all.
Things are good, and getting better … thanks for the concerns.
Although Dickens later changed his description of Fagin, and I have trouble with the original, here is the great Ron Moody … gotta love it …
You really need to post more.
Dickens had never to his knowlegde met a Jew before writing Fagin. He was educated, to his embarassment, by a pretty woman at a social function who chided him on decribing her people so basely.
I think you need to be more specific about what you mean by ambrosial buttocks. Ambrosia always makes me think of the whipped cream jello salad the hospital offers for dessert. If that bears any resemblance to the buttocks of the gods I’ll eat my head, with mustard.
And what a bunch we are , uh?
I sometimes feel like I am in the best company ever on this wild ride.
And yes, write more.
That actually makes it worse, no? (re: Dickens)
Fagin really brought up the question, ‘Does a villain necessarily have to be evil?’. Or, possibly ‘is being a villain more evil than having a wife?’. The jury’s still out on that one.
Given the attitudes of the modern Victorian in London, and that most of us don’t research our every perception (even those of us with handy access to the internet) Dickens was positively enlightened. It says something about him that he never wrote an evil Jew after the dinner party incident. The average Englishman would never have accepted that perhaps he was wrong in perceiving an Other as morally bankrupt (hence the whole range of atrocities that was the British colonization program).
He was a rubbish husband, but overall gets pretty good marks on the social justice front.