Dear Dear Diary
Wednesday, April 06, 2005
Mom called again.
My cousin who is getting the divorce is also pregnant. My aunt doesn't know whether to brag or change her identity. She's happy to have another grandchild, but oh, born to a single woman, and not really sure who the daddy is? Oh the shame of it all. The disgrace upon the Family Name. Grandma would be having fits if she were still alive.
Nutbunnies. The shame and disgrace isn't there any more. Who the hell cares? The antecedents of a child rarely affect what that child turns into any more, unless the parents are very rich and can arrange things to make that child better off- and then they can be President. The stigma of divorce is non-existant too. People these days changes spouses like they change their purses- once a season, needed or no. This summer's spouse shall be a tanned blonde. And next winter, Latin lovers will be the rage, so start planning your flirts early this year.
I don't give a fig for Family pride. Pride is a sin. They teach us that when we are young. One of the 7 cardinal sins. Sure, lust and gluttony and sloth and envy a few other things are also sins. But I like pride least.
We are also taught to love the sinner as we hate the sin, and that ain't an easy thing to do. It's rather easier to be hypocritical in our righteousness - and allow envy to rear in us and snipe at the other person, but that's not what we ought to do. We should be helpful and supportive of my cousin, not gossiping about her. I'd rather she called me direct, instead of hearing everything from my mother, who is downright wistful about a grandchild.
My mother wishes I was my cousin about now- awful morals and all- just for the baby. She can focus her puppies and duckies on my cousin. I don't want 'em.
My cousin who is getting the divorce is also pregnant. My aunt doesn't know whether to brag or change her identity. She's happy to have another grandchild, but oh, born to a single woman, and not really sure who the daddy is? Oh the shame of it all. The disgrace upon the Family Name. Grandma would be having fits if she were still alive.
Nutbunnies. The shame and disgrace isn't there any more. Who the hell cares? The antecedents of a child rarely affect what that child turns into any more, unless the parents are very rich and can arrange things to make that child better off- and then they can be President. The stigma of divorce is non-existant too. People these days changes spouses like they change their purses- once a season, needed or no. This summer's spouse shall be a tanned blonde. And next winter, Latin lovers will be the rage, so start planning your flirts early this year.
I don't give a fig for Family pride. Pride is a sin. They teach us that when we are young. One of the 7 cardinal sins. Sure, lust and gluttony and sloth and envy a few other things are also sins. But I like pride least.
We are also taught to love the sinner as we hate the sin, and that ain't an easy thing to do. It's rather easier to be hypocritical in our righteousness - and allow envy to rear in us and snipe at the other person, but that's not what we ought to do. We should be helpful and supportive of my cousin, not gossiping about her. I'd rather she called me direct, instead of hearing everything from my mother, who is downright wistful about a grandchild.
My mother wishes I was my cousin about now- awful morals and all- just for the baby. She can focus her puppies and duckies on my cousin. I don't want 'em.
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