What does the story signify? Haha, life and the components of that most touched Laura and company, what is any story about? Mentioned several times throughout, shone in her meeting with the workingmen, evident in her struggle and questioning with her like-minded family and herself, those "absurd class distinctions," once realized to be (one of) the governing force(s) of one's life, will, of course, begin to be questioned and dissected, diagnosing the self with a(n) (semblance of) identity. Sometimes feelings are just that, fleeting moments/sensations of emotion, to be validated or rejected by the self or the trusted ones. Why mess with what's in no need of repair? There's no denying the real world, but when the only connections 'tween it and yourself are as tenuous as those over-exposed photographs in newspapers, when it hardly concern or want/need you, what's the point in approaching it at the (ironic) cocktail party of life? Why break from comfortability to try, probably futilely, awkwardly, to converse with one who has no interest in you until circumstances are such that you two are forced to become acquainted, possibly through those newspapers? Ah, life, captured and symbolized in all those details coming before and sprinkled throughout the "actual" elements of the story; so complex and beautiful; perception affects every thing.
The thought of and then the hesitation to share the lillies, because of potential wardrobe malfunctions, unacceptable, with those in need; executed because of that class distinction. Far-fetched enough that these snobs from atop the hill feel pity enough to bring the scraps from their day of pleasure to those in, now, total poverty (as I'm certain the widow was a home-maker (...because of the time period)), to brighten the wake with greedy flowers, poaching all attention and affection, that's crost the line. Mrs. Sheridan realizes this, as Laura does on her journey. What's to be done? The real world often divides itself according to the population. Realizing, understanding where the proverbial DMZ ends and crossing it, to trek into a brave new world cautiously, these are two different things, the latter a thing unable to be asked of those such as Laura.
the hesitation to party or not, broken by the "laughter" of the other members
the comparisons to the "bird-dom" of the privileged was duly noted, unable to be applied to those in poverty as it was thought the lifestyle allowed the richies to transcend to the "external beauty of angels on earth" though it was thought that those at the bottom of the hill were also "birds," but trapped in their own bodies, unable to fluorish, wings clipped because of circumstances, environment
A lot of what was explained in detail by those "scholars" I alluded to, said without saying, got the same point across, putting much more detail in other factors - a perceived "fault" with my writing for which I surely pay in assessments others make of me, based on nothing more than a fragment of writing
The comparison 'tween the two heroines validates my ideal that this was a story of self-realization, so maturity. The fertility part was lost on me until revealed (a teenage boy who does not see sex in everything as this adult professor does, wow) but yes, this sound comparison confirmed some of my thinking and enlightened me on some other aspects.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
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