It's that time again, when families gather around the table and give thanks for the fortunes they have received by a giant feast that takes forever to prepare, and almost as long to clean up. But really, what does Thanksgiving really mean? Yes, that's right, tomorrow is Black Friday.
It's sad but true, Black Friday has taken the place of Thanksgiving as a national holiday, even though it's the most dangerous day of the year.
I wonder if the first Black Friday was as dangerous as it is today? It wouldn't be pretty seeing all those pilgrims fighting like that. Especially after that picturesque scene where they're all sitting at the table together. Imagine what the Native Americans thought, with everyone fighting over turtle necks and running around as though they had been bit by a rabid squirrel. It would have been a very awkward day indeed.
Anyway, I hope everyone enjoys their Thanksgiving, and survives Black Friday.
Oh, and Happy Early Birthday, Grandma!
Monday, November 22, 2010
The Padded Library - Rochester vs. Heathcliff
Anyone who has a love of classic literature knows about the Bronte Sisters, especially Charlotte and Emily. Charlotte wrote Jane Eyre, while Emily . . . was clinically insane!
I came to that conclusion after reading Wuthering Heights, a book that I could hardly get through. The only reason I did was because I had to write a report on the Bronte sisters for school. I hated the book, didn't like Cathrine and. . . well, let's just face it, I wanted Heathcliff to die a slow and painful death.
So, imagine my surprise when I came across someone who said that Rochester was insane and that Heathcliff just needed medication. What?
True, Rochester was a little off at times, but he had every reason to be. I mean his father and brother tricked him into marrying a crazy woman, for crying out loud! (Oh, yeah. Spoiler Alert!)
What was Heathcliff's excuse, he was a poor boy, and then he was adopted by a rich guy? Yeah, I can hear the violins already. Let's just face it, Heathcliff was mean from the start.
Rochester was willing to let Jane go in the end, just as long as it made her happy. Heathcliff . . . we won't even go there. Marrying Cathrine's sister-in-law just to get back at her was extreme, but making his son and Cathrine's daughter marry? That's diving as far as you can go in the depths of insanity.
Overall, my view on the subject: Rochester may not be playing with a full deck, but Heathcliff is only holding one card.
Really, I'm just happy I'm not a heroine in a Gothic Romances, because I believe most of the Goth heroes are drinking out of lead goblets.
I came to that conclusion after reading Wuthering Heights, a book that I could hardly get through. The only reason I did was because I had to write a report on the Bronte sisters for school. I hated the book, didn't like Cathrine and. . . well, let's just face it, I wanted Heathcliff to die a slow and painful death.
So, imagine my surprise when I came across someone who said that Rochester was insane and that Heathcliff just needed medication. What?
True, Rochester was a little off at times, but he had every reason to be. I mean his father and brother tricked him into marrying a crazy woman, for crying out loud! (Oh, yeah. Spoiler Alert!)
What was Heathcliff's excuse, he was a poor boy, and then he was adopted by a rich guy? Yeah, I can hear the violins already. Let's just face it, Heathcliff was mean from the start.
Rochester was willing to let Jane go in the end, just as long as it made her happy. Heathcliff . . . we won't even go there. Marrying Cathrine's sister-in-law just to get back at her was extreme, but making his son and Cathrine's daughter marry? That's diving as far as you can go in the depths of insanity.
Overall, my view on the subject: Rochester may not be playing with a full deck, but Heathcliff is only holding one card.
Really, I'm just happy I'm not a heroine in a Gothic Romances, because I believe most of the Goth heroes are drinking out of lead goblets.
The Padded Library - Miss Marple: Kindly Old Lady or Master Serial Killer?
All right, a disturbing thought occurred to me as I was watching this season's Masterpiece Mystery. Why is it that every party Miss Marple is invited to, there's always a corpse that turns up for dinner? The same is true for the towns she visits. As soon as she steps foot off the bus there seems to be a blood curdling scream.
I know she's supposed to be a brilliant little old lady who can figure out who knocked off Uncle Freddie for his fortune, but seriously, what are the odds that people are always murdered when she is around?
Now I don't go to many parties, but in all the events I have ever gone to, nobody has been murdered. And I don't recall tripping over a corpse every time I visit a new town. Maybe I'm just lucky, or maybe . . . just maybe, there is an entirely different reason why Miss Marple leaves behind a trail of dead people.
I believe that Miss Marple is actually a serial killer, and a brilliant one at that, because she has Scotland Yard in her pocket. Now, what Inspector would assume that an eighty year old woman can take down a man in his prime? What's more, she 'helps' them discover who the 'murderer' is, so she is above suspicion.
I'm sure you're probably thinking, 'Well, what about Hercule Poirot?' But Poirot is actually a detective, it's his job to find corpses. But for Miss Marple to 'just happen to be there' at the time of someone's demise is a bit odd, don't you think?
I don't know, maybe it's just me. But just to be on the safe side, if you're planning on taking a little trip to St. Mary's Mead any time soon, make sure Miss Marple is out of town.
I know she's supposed to be a brilliant little old lady who can figure out who knocked off Uncle Freddie for his fortune, but seriously, what are the odds that people are always murdered when she is around?
Now I don't go to many parties, but in all the events I have ever gone to, nobody has been murdered. And I don't recall tripping over a corpse every time I visit a new town. Maybe I'm just lucky, or maybe . . . just maybe, there is an entirely different reason why Miss Marple leaves behind a trail of dead people.
I believe that Miss Marple is actually a serial killer, and a brilliant one at that, because she has Scotland Yard in her pocket. Now, what Inspector would assume that an eighty year old woman can take down a man in his prime? What's more, she 'helps' them discover who the 'murderer' is, so she is above suspicion.
I'm sure you're probably thinking, 'Well, what about Hercule Poirot?' But Poirot is actually a detective, it's his job to find corpses. But for Miss Marple to 'just happen to be there' at the time of someone's demise is a bit odd, don't you think?
I don't know, maybe it's just me. But just to be on the safe side, if you're planning on taking a little trip to St. Mary's Mead any time soon, make sure Miss Marple is out of town.
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