Now, life imitates art...
September 24th 2009 03:05
I'm devastated. I really am living in Haven Cove.
Since Tuesday evening I've learnt of the demise of three marriages. Three. In a tiny community of probably 50 marriages. What's worse, two of these breakups have involved close friends betraying each other.
The warning signs were there. Too many things in common. Too many shared interests. Too many disclosed intimate details. Faulty moral compasses. Too much of a focus on external appearances, and not enough focus on hearts and minds. They behave like animals, with no self-control or judgement. They have not learnt the lessons of Sam (the Koala with Chlamydia: ). And when even your pets come from the same uterus, things become too ironically close for comfort. Soon, someone's dog will, driven by heat, jump into the river and get taken by a shark.
I used to think it was just amusing to watch the exploits of these families, and I observed their intertwines lives, shared intimacies, lack of discretion, their sudden exclusions of others who were formerly best friends, their drunken disclosures, and a love of themed parties which enable one to dress up as, not just act, the whore; with a satirical eye; "For what do we life? To make sport for our neighbours, and laugh at them in turn."
However I now feel more revulsion than amusement. These self-proclaimed "yummy mummies", whose immaturity and sheer bitchiness reflect their lack of personal growth since their own school days, are the ugliest people I know. These "cashed-up bogans" are, despite what they think, the objects of scorn. These self-proclaimed top dogs, like their designer puppies/accessories, are genetically flawed. Their ill-breeding is obvious to the trained eye.
So sadly, but not surprisingly in this context, marriages break and friendships implode.
But comedy becomes tragedy as children bear the brunt of their parents' stupidity. Overnight, best friends become relations, because of relations between best friends.
Lord, have mercy on these kids.
Meanwhile in Haven Cove (or is it Summer Bay?), the offspring of happy marriages, made up of non-blondes, fat people, nerds, and the less "effluent", flourish. That's what happens when kids have love, security and positive role models. They become more beautiful, inside and out, each day.
Since Tuesday evening I've learnt of the demise of three marriages. Three. In a tiny community of probably 50 marriages. What's worse, two of these breakups have involved close friends betraying each other.
The warning signs were there. Too many things in common. Too many shared interests. Too many disclosed intimate details. Faulty moral compasses. Too much of a focus on external appearances, and not enough focus on hearts and minds. They behave like animals, with no self-control or judgement. They have not learnt the lessons of Sam (the Koala with Chlamydia: ). And when even your pets come from the same uterus, things become too ironically close for comfort. Soon, someone's dog will, driven by heat, jump into the river and get taken by a shark.
However I now feel more revulsion than amusement. These self-proclaimed "yummy mummies", whose immaturity and sheer bitchiness reflect their lack of personal growth since their own school days, are the ugliest people I know. These "cashed-up bogans" are, despite what they think, the objects of scorn. These self-proclaimed top dogs, like their designer puppies/accessories, are genetically flawed. Their ill-breeding is obvious to the trained eye.
But comedy becomes tragedy as children bear the brunt of their parents' stupidity. Overnight, best friends become relations, because of relations between best friends.
Lord, have mercy on these kids.
Meanwhile in Haven Cove (or is it Summer Bay?), the offspring of happy marriages, made up of non-blondes, fat people, nerds, and the less "effluent", flourish. That's what happens when kids have love, security and positive role models. They become more beautiful, inside and out, each day.
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