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Catherine Wheel - Flower to Hide
From the annals of probably apocryphal internet quotes:
"It always bothers me to see people writing 'RIP' when a person dies. It just feels so insincere and like a cop-out. To me, 'RIP' is the microwave dinner of posthumous honours." - Lou Reed
Unrest - Cherry Cream On
Grey's Law
"Any sufficiently advanced incompetence is indistinguishable from malice."
Warm sweater, spiced beer, this song on repeat until I figure out the lyrics.
Cocteau Twins - Lorelei
The milk of human kindness
Walking across campus today, I saw a girl fall to the ground in hysterical sobs. At first I thought she was laughing; one of the cruelest tricks of human communication must be the similarity of a howling belly laugh to the hearbreaking wail. (Second cruelest trick: the passive aggressive "I'm fine", said through gritted teeth and pair with narrowed eyes.)
I couldn't see her face, only a faded henna tattoo on her hands that were pounding the pavement. No one else was stopping. No one even seemed to be looking. Is misery that common? Did everyone else know something that I didn't, the insincerity in her cries, that propelled them forward? Without sympathy, without even curiosity? I mean, screaming cries do break some social norms still, don't they?
Apparently they did know something I didn't. After an unsuccessful attempt to coax the girl into speaking, I made perplexed eye contact with a coed in a Varsity Blues sweater sitting on the grass. She looked at the girl seated a few metres away.
"Tell her." The other girl muttered.
"It's an experiment. For psych class."
"Oh. Uh. Okay." I said, immediately self conscious, and shuffled away.
I'm sure those students have notes on my response.Â
blond woman plaid shirt (grad student??) stops. looks at crying actress. looks around worried. pauses (considering?). drops to her knees. asks awkwardly, "Are you okay?"
sobs continue.
"Are you okay? Can I help you? Can I get you some help?".
no answer, harder louder sobs. girl reaches out to touch actress on shoulder but pulls back her hand before making contact. looks around again. looks up and passing people. looks back at crying girl.
she gives up. she stands up, giving me a noncommittal shrug. "I tried", says the shrug, "You can't say I didn't try."
Total time invested in attempting empathy: 1 minute 17 seconds.
... is it bad that I wonder, what was my percentile ranking for empathy?
I’m a single gal looking for love and I’m also a raging feminist so I meet guys really easily. When I’m itching to, you know, make some sexy time, do the funky chicken, dance the horizontal hokey pokey, partake in a Richard Gere (did I make that last one up?), I go to the club and seek out men who...
Feminist test audience approved!
Normally I find rockabilly irritating. Points to The Polecats for their charming appropriation of electronic theory.