Reading the Net this morning made me feel as if the entire world is having a nervous breakdown, so I thought I'd post something distractingly shallow instead. Like, which of Lady Mary's two suitors on Downton Abbey one would choose: Lord Anthony
or Charles Blake
but then I decided this was too shallow even for me.
But Lady Mary? What do they see in that death-masked icicle besides an inheritance?
ps Heterosexuality to me is sort of like jazz. I recognize that it is a complex and artful form of music --everybody says so, so it must be-- but its charms completely escape me. I am well aware that my complete tone-deafness to the allure of the female puts me in a very tiny human minority and so I usually give heterosexual men the benefit of the doubt. But sometimes the male-female thing completely baffles me.
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