In which a nudist thinks too much.
Jun. 23rd, 2008 05:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kitewithfish"We are both unwilling to speak unless we expect to say something that will amaze the whole room." Jane Austen, P+P.
It strikes me sometimes, that the ideal attitude a person (or, perhaps just an American) should have towards the opinion of others is complete indifference. One is supposed to judge a situation for oneself and then act as one thinks is right, the thoughts of all others be damned. This is certainly portrayed often enough on page and screen to be admirable and correct behavior. (And, yes, to a certain extent, I do realize how silly it is to have an utter disregard for the feelings of the masses called "admirable." But apparently the masses must like being told to back the hell off...)
This is however absurd. At least, I certainly don't act like that. I do many, many things, foolish and wise, on the advice of other, or to win their approbation. I'm not independent in a large variety of things, and were I to attempt to live as if I were, the results would lead to exactly the kind of exile from polite society that I work so hard to avoid.
However, when the lights are off and the theater's empty, like today, I will still sometimes indulge myself.
In short: I've been lounging about in a towel for the better part of three hours now, my hair is completely dry, and I am not getting dressed again any time soon! Take that, oppressive, patriarchal, pants-wearing society!
Oops, roomie's back.
(Note: this started out as a post about how, after receiving a small amount of praise for my writing, I was scared to write something again lest I be proved a fraud. Instead, I have exposed myself as a part-time nudist, which is infinitely less embarrassing. Though both sort of work on the idea of being stripped....)
(Note the second: So, in the fairy tale, "The Emperor's New Clothes", essentially the Emperor spends the entire time being complemented about how good he looks naked, and at the end he's unhappy about this? Wahnsinnig.)
It strikes me sometimes, that the ideal attitude a person (or, perhaps just an American) should have towards the opinion of others is complete indifference. One is supposed to judge a situation for oneself and then act as one thinks is right, the thoughts of all others be damned. This is certainly portrayed often enough on page and screen to be admirable and correct behavior. (And, yes, to a certain extent, I do realize how silly it is to have an utter disregard for the feelings of the masses called "admirable." But apparently the masses must like being told to back the hell off...)
This is however absurd. At least, I certainly don't act like that. I do many, many things, foolish and wise, on the advice of other, or to win their approbation. I'm not independent in a large variety of things, and were I to attempt to live as if I were, the results would lead to exactly the kind of exile from polite society that I work so hard to avoid.
However, when the lights are off and the theater's empty, like today, I will still sometimes indulge myself.
In short: I've been lounging about in a towel for the better part of three hours now, my hair is completely dry, and I am not getting dressed again any time soon! Take that, oppressive, patriarchal, pants-wearing society!
Oops, roomie's back.
(Note: this started out as a post about how, after receiving a small amount of praise for my writing, I was scared to write something again lest I be proved a fraud. Instead, I have exposed myself as a part-time nudist, which is infinitely less embarrassing. Though both sort of work on the idea of being stripped....)
(Note the second: So, in the fairy tale, "The Emperor's New Clothes", essentially the Emperor spends the entire time being complemented about how good he looks naked, and at the end he's unhappy about this? Wahnsinnig.)
