We're barging into a recurring problem that needlessly complicated her life: her baffling fear of having anything in common with Marian. Whatever it was that turned her into the screaming ifreet jabbing her finger in the air, you can bet she blamed it on the mother she sees as a witch with a whip.
Since she sees her mother as being an angry crone who's too old to enjoy life, aging gracefully isn't an option.
Also, it seems telling that no matter what year it is, Lynn contrived to be exactly ten years behind the times. I'm reminded of the liner notes to BnL's debut album:
My wife began to accuse me of "looking at" other women or even being strongly attractive to much-younger women at my workplace. I eventually learned that she was Projecting, as she was having multiple affairs and just trying to rationalize them and her eventual filing for divorce. If I were Ron, that's how I would read these strips today.
To place this in context, we would do well to remember why Lynn is deadly serious when she writes ooky-booky tosh about the turning of generational wheels:
"Autumn of our lives" at THIRTY-THREE? Um, maybe if it's the Middle Ages. When I was 33 I was about to start only the second year of my teaching career and had been divorced for a year and a half. I felt like my life had barely started at 33. What the hell is this morbid nonsense?
BTW, Elly, MAYBE you'll be there to keep John warm. Or maybe it will be someone else doing that. Who are you trying to convince here, Mrs. Aging Trophy Wife?
This idiotic twaddle is, as I have said before, due to someone not outgrowing the belief that thirty is fossilized. Someone is a damn toddler terrified of being mistaken for an old lady whose life is used up.
Something else comes into play that I'll explore in depth tomorrow: John's irritating habit of taking himself more seriously than he should while behaving as if the feelings of other people are a big joke.
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We're barging into a recurring problem that needlessly complicated her life: her baffling fear of having anything in common with Marian. Whatever it was that turned her into the screaming ifreet jabbing her finger in the air, you can bet she blamed it on the mother she sees as a witch with a whip.
Since she sees her mother as being an angry crone who's too old to enjoy life, aging gracefully isn't an option.
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Also, it seems telling that no matter what year it is, Lynn contrived to be exactly ten years behind the times. I'm reminded of the liner notes to BnL's debut album:
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My wife began to accuse me of "looking at" other women or even being strongly attractive to much-younger women at my workplace. I eventually learned that she was Projecting, as she was having multiple affairs and just trying to rationalize them and her eventual filing for divorce. If I were Ron, that's how I would read these strips today.
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To place this in context, we would do well to remember why Lynn is deadly serious when she writes ooky-booky tosh about the turning of generational wheels:
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"Autumn of our lives" at THIRTY-THREE? Um, maybe if it's the Middle Ages. When I was 33 I was about to start only the second year of my teaching career and had been divorced for a year and a half. I felt like my life had barely started at 33. What the hell is this morbid nonsense?
BTW, Elly, MAYBE you'll be there to keep John warm. Or maybe it will be someone else doing that. Who are you trying to convince here, Mrs. Aging Trophy Wife?
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Something else comes into play that I'll explore in depth tomorrow: John's irritating habit of taking himself more seriously than he should while behaving as if the feelings of other people are a big joke.
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Paranoid raving speaks for stupid self.
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