We’re grown-ups, adults, we talk about healthy sex in marriage, about morals and ethics, about what’s good and why or what’s bad and why. How about a dang famous quote analysis. Comics make a salacious chunk of urban culture. I grew up with the Superman and Spiderman dusted versions of the ’70s. From the Francophone comics, I recall about Rahan and Dr. Justice from Pif Gadget. Oh, and Asterix, of course.
All this ultra lite literature, bubbling the corner of a square drawing, is like pop music to Mozart or Strauss. They would take your mind up, to dance on the roller coaster of the unseen but well-lived grace.You can’t see that music but you feel her cheering you up from the thorax to the brains. The pop music on the other hand, is taking you out to the park, forget about the desk and worry not about the pile of work, come n’ dance to the happy melody. Classics elevate while “pops” tranquillize.
But, as you know, there’s always a lost diamond in the sands. A black stone this time. Someone sent me this quote by the Joker, from The Dark Knight (Batman) movie.
“You see, their morals, their code, it’s a bad joke. Dropped at the first sign of trouble. They’re only as good as the world allows them to be. I’ll show you. When the chips are down, these… these civilized people, they’ll eat each other. See, I’m not a monster. I’m just ahead of the curve.”
You can sense an Arctic chill, the ghosts from Dostoyevsky, in this senseless, but true, quote looking for a common denominator of the social evils.
Watch the fool for his mouth tells the truth without fearing to be stigmatized. He already is, anyway.
In our sex matters blogosphere, the shuddering perspective of social hidden evils –brutally revealed by the madness of the Joker– translates into a frugal gossip convenience of so-called easy-going ladies. The civilized ones will always judge the hooker, the stripper or the nude model.
Hiding the truth in gossip, finding an excuse for envying, ignoring the feeling of enmity against someone or something — these are snakes with uglier heads than the unceremonious half-willing acts that put bread on the table of poor lost young gals.
Sure, not much to envy about the (laughing) sad and poor. Maybe their honesty, if you can see it jumping out from a scared corner of their soul. But when you exercise to put yourself in the shoes of the ones you regard with contempt, then you’ll see life from another perspective — theirs.
I know a Guy with blue eyes and a red beard. He never looked down with contempt at the smiling sad and poor. He taught us to think not ahead but beyond the curve. Ahead — everyone is evil. Beyond — there’s no evil to embrace. You may find so many quotes about how to think beyond, once you are done with thinking ahead.