Subject: Re: Reverence v. Subversion?
From: Scottie Bowman (rbowman@indigo.ie)
Date: Wed Jun 13 2001 - 15:45:23 GMT
'... I love this story, too, and it kills me to see it dismissed ...'
'... Doesn't it, though? It kills me too ...'
EEEEUUUUGHGHGHGH ... Too blush-making,
darling. Too, too blush-making ...
Like the little boy in the cartoon pushing away his spinach
or like John gagging over his peas, I say this is slush & I say
the hell with it.
And like the greatest President of modern times, I too am a pea lover.
While fully respecting John's distaste, I must say I've always found
them the one truly constant reliable among all the green edibles.
Those gorgeous little emerald succulents - they go with everything:
meat, poultry, fish, egg dishes, as additions to salad, thrillingly
blended
in variants of warming parmentier or refreshing vichyssoise. Or even,
at a pinch, added to Bessie's lovingly-ladled chicken broth. Where
would we mothers be without them?
And what can possibly underlie John's aversion? Is it based on some
personaly traumatic experience or is there a darker symbolic import?
In these saccharine environs, of course, & despite one's best efforts,
one begins to have a sinking feeling it may have some connection
with the cute double barrelled usage we associate with childhood.
Wise, innocent, knowing, glory-trailing childhood.
Scottie B.
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