'Why,' simpered the bimbo, 'you look twenty!'
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'I should not be thought to be serious only when I am solemn'... Bertrand Russell
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- Suvro Chatterjee
- Durgapur, West Bengal, India
- I am 61, and for 22 years now a confirmed home-bird. I read, write, teach, counsel, listen to music, exercise, watch movies, have fun with kids including my own, have tried to be a good husband, think all the time, and generally endeavour to live the good life as I have understood it. It's tough, and it's been a long trudge.
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Sir, one thing I can say for sure: this project is going to be very very interesting, and a forum of quizzical, intelligent conversations, they say "well begun is half done", I don't support the statement though, but it holds good here!
And on that beautiful previous post I would just say that being labeled as mad is worth a million pounds these days, because the world tends to look at the brighter aspect of everything, most believe in 'all geniuses are mad' but people hardly attend to the latter half of the quotation!
I think that should be 'the former half of the quotation', shouldn't it, Chanchal?
Also, this comment should have been tagged to the previous post rather than this one. But no matter ... thanks anyway.
Sir, its me, Manoshij, not Chanchal. Thats is a permanent error that cropped up while manipulating my gmail account.
Well, on that quotation, I still feel that it has been written correctly. You see, the ideologies of a person are greatly determined by the life he leads and I am still in my school days where that former part of the quotation is respected.
And yes, there is no need to thank, it is mostly because of my own pleasure that I visit your blogs, read them and come up with comments as far as my very limited knowledge and intellect allows, I am quite addicted to "Suvro Bemused" and now, his world of 'wanton whimsy'!
Manoshij Banerjee
No comment bearing directly on this post (tycoon-and-bimbo) yet!
I don't see how I can comment on this post, Suvro da without having a joke of my own regarding tycoons-and-bimbos up my sleeve. One can let out a guffaw of some sorts at the most or one can titter or one can be most improper - the last of which would never do.
But who knows - if the tycoon believes the simpering bimbo (this one might since he's already sighing...) - the bimbo might end up married to the seventy year old who looks like err..twenty..and once the Oldie pops off, she'll be the one tittering and guffawing all the way to the bank.
Better be a millionaire bimbo than not. And as I said - I shan't be improper...
I could go on along ore or less similar lines but I might have completely missed the point of this post of yours.
Take care....
Shilpi
Surely you could hear the underlying note of sadness, Shilpi? Middle-class norms of propriety have never applied to the rich and powerful...
Hmm. Maybe I was trying to brush it off or maybe I wanted to ignore it - I don't know which. Or maybe I was doing neither - not consciously anyway.
No, they haven't. Yet many things don't apply to the rich and powerful (and nor do they apply to the lower classes, as you once told me). And plenty of middle-class norms probably came into being because some perceptive people realised that most people are unable to think for themselves.
That apart I've always and will always wonder though until I figure some things out...There are some things I don't understand not because I'm weak in the head but maybe because I just am colour-blind, and can't see what I'm supposed to.
Sorry for this rather disjointed comment...
Take care. Love, Shilpi
P.S: Sorry about the typo in the previous comment. Should have been *more not *ore obviously.
Sir can you please explain the meaning of this post? I simply cannot understand this.
Anurupa.
Ha ha ha! Maybe you need to wait a little, Anurupa, or grow up a little faster? (an idea: why don't you try this joke on some of your classmates and see how many get it?)
In fact to go further along the sad and serious vein - I'd say that the rich and powerful can afford to stick their noses up at middle class norms whereas the poorer class can't afford to pretend that they give two hoots about middle-class codes of propriety. This thought came to me at some point some days ago, and I was sort of snorting.
Yet it is something that does often make me wonder. I hope I personally come across one super-rich, kind, imaginative, witty, intelligent, and (therefore?) non-bratty person in my lifetime, and one who doesn't care about middle-class norms and can afford to flout them but follows self-imposed ones because s/he has thought them through.
Yet what of it though...some norms make sense, others don't. And one knows pretty soon, which ones most likely need to be thought about if one starts questioning why one follows certain prescriptions and proscriptions. And since this comment is getting to be even more sad and serious than I intended it to be: I wonder whether I'm saddened by the fact that the rich and powerful don't have to follow staid and proper middle-class norms or by the fact that I feel the middle-class noose around my own neck every now and again, just as I get all smug and cocky about being able to do a nose-flick and all.
Personally though I have nothing against the sighing tycoon who "gets cosy" with the bimbo nor against the simpering bimbo for trying to get some money, good times, and other stuff out of the tycoon for her "skills". Sad it may be in another sense, but it definitely is rather odd. So if anything, at some level I find the whole tycoon-bimbo relationship rather bemusing, that's all.
Take care, Suvro da. Love,
Shilpi
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