1940, L.S. Amery addressed Neville Chamberlain - the British Prime Minister who bent over backward to appease Hitler - by quoting Oliver Cromwell's famous dismissal of the Rump Parliament following the 17th century civil war.
The change of clothes had, some philosophers will say, much to do with [the change in Orlando]. Vain trifles as they seem, clothes have…more important offices than merely to keep us warm. They change our view of the world and the world’s view of us. For example, when Captain Bartolus saw Orlando’s skirt, he [treated her like a woman]. These compliments would certainly not have been paid had her skirts…been… breeches. (Orlando, 187)
Thus, it was the male view and treatment of her that inspired Orlando to perform the female gender, rather than an actual difference in herself. The speaker echoes the power of being seen by others in Mark: “Suppose the looking glass smashes, the image disappears[;] the [self-perceived] figure…is there no longer, but only that shell of a person which is seen by other people…As we face each other…we are looking into the mirror” (Norton, 2084). In other words, our identities are formed in how we are seen – in a male world - which is certainly the case for Orlando.
I realize today that having your heart broken is something that never leaves you. You just learn to live with it, and eventually hope to one day feel for someone else like that again sometime.
I think it's far better to love someone than be loved by them. Being loved is like "Oh, this is nice! You make me feel good about myself" but loving someone else is the only way to finally get outside of your own head, and stop focusing on yourself so much, which - believe it or not - feels a lot better than having your ego stroked.
It's too cold to be wearing a dress, but all my jeans are in the wash. Sad Boat.
In other news, I have won the last 11 games of FreeCell that I have played, thus bringing my average to above 50%. Since every time you exit a game before finishing it counts as a loss, I am particularly impressed with myself. Although I do realize this also evidences possible mental instability on my part (as seen in the obsession with the statistics of a time-wasting game).
I'm not sure that there's anything else worth noting here. Perhaps celebration that I've finally finished a chapter in my Anthropology textbook before the class it will be lectured on. Hurrah!
And yet...I still have so much I need to finish before Thursday, and so little time. Erlack. I just realized that I really don't have any time on Wednesday at all, so I need to finish my assignments tonight. Goddammit. I bit off more than I can chew this semester.
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