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Sat Jun 3rd, 2017
 | 07:41 pm - Nothing much
Rain gaiters were in some infant's cubby. Said infant's good-natured mother failed to remark on their presence.
Red-haired possibly Nfld cashier is actually from Ireland.
Reading Agatha Christie. I knew Sayers was anti-semitic, but Christie's version somehow went over my head when I read her in my teens.
The evergreen bush in front of my house was a low shrub 26 years ago. It's now a trifurcated spindly thing trying to reach the level of the porch ceiling and I just cut a third of it down.
Hard to tell these days if feeling generally lousy has a physical or a psychological cause. Trumpites stay happy because they don't listen to any news that would disturb their equilibrium.
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I'm glad your rain gaiters (I have looked on the internet, and know what they are now) are back. I hate it when the world diverges from rational, and things just vanish.
I expect so, about Christie's anti-semitism, though I can't recall any in particular; I guess it's that it's fairly unconscious in her, so it's passed without remark by her to the reader. While Sayers' sticks out, maybe, because she's always so arch and knowing about it - I remember she says "a trifling difficulty with his sibilants" somewhere, as a coy indicator of identity. I hate it when the world diverges from rational, and things just vanish.
Yes, it's the black water syndrome- things that can't vanish do, things that were right here are gone. Makes one doubt reality.
It is an unconscious anti-semitism and not nearly as unpleasant as Sayers'. More, that she has to point out- or have a character point out- that someone is Jewish whenever a Jewish character appears. Much the way more modern authors feel the need to describe the skin tone of any non-white character. |
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