Innocent Questions
I'm not ashamed to admit that I used to watch and like Ally McBeal. That was of course in the most feminine time of my life when I was watching Ally McBeal and Felicity on a regular basis, as well as joining the girls lounge for the occasional episode of The Wedding Story. Besides clearly being directed toward the female demographic, there were parts of the show that I liked. She came across as being a bit neurotic, and sometimes things that she thought became part of the show, like the dancing baby, and the back-up singers. With me, sometimes when people ask me certain questions, I answer calmly and usually with a certain amount of wit, but deep down I want to cry out in anguish, "I don't know!" And these aren't difficult questions like "Why do good things happen to bad people?" or "How am I as a modern Mennonite living separate from the world?" Those questions have their own deep answers, but they are always asked with depth in mind. The questions that shake me the most are always asked in pure innocence, almost as if they were only for conversation sake and the answer didn't even matter. It's these questions, "What are your plans for the next little while?", "Why are you working here?", "Is your life taking it where you want to go?", "Are you ever going to get a girlfriend?", or "Why do you still hang out with Daif Duncan?", that make me wish I could freeze frame and tear my shirt open and let out a primordial gargle of torment, but instead I make something up to make them and me happy. Of course I only rob them of hearing the truth and continue my own self delusion.

   [ posted by William @ 10:11 PM ]