Have spent a happy half hour when I could have been doing something constructive looking at this Photoshop disasters site. I mean, can we believe our eyes anymore? And these are the ones that poke you in the eye with a sharp stick because they are such fails. What about the ones we don’t notice? I’m not bothered so much about the photos where a man’s hand pokes through a solid table. Boring. It’s the photos of women. The ones where the ladies’ waists are tiny and their ning-nangs are enormous. If these aren’t real people, aren’t we slowly but surely teaching our children to idolise something that is impossible to achieve in real life? If “achieve” is the right word. I know I am old and shrivelled up and all that but I like to think that even when I was young and scrummy, that my life ambitions stretched a bit further than learning to arch my back in just the right way for an alluring photo.
Call me old fashioned (and many do believe me) but I find it all deeply depressing. I understand anyone wanting to look their best and, to use the old saying “If the gate needs a lick of paint – then lets give the gate a lick of paint” but where is the perspective?
I was conversing as you do with someone recently, who said that the Bible verse below from 1 Peter was a bit old fashioned and a bossy.
3 Your beauty should not come from outward adornment, such as elaborate hairstyles and the wearing of gold jewelry or fine clothes. 4 Rather, it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God’s sight.
How so? I asked politely, because polite is what I almost unfailingly am. I was concerned to learn that this passage says that women shouldn’t dress nicely or do their hair or wear jewellery or, indeed, have a wash. (OK. I added the last bit for effect) Have a look. Its not what it says. You can do all that with knobs on if you want. It’s just that your beauty – the thing that is lovely and attractive and pwoar about you – doesn’t come from that. For me, this passage is so lovely, its almost poetry. If it wasn’t in the Bible, it would probably be carved in stone somewhere. People act as if you are going to start playing a sitar and singing George Harrison songs when we talk about inner self but deep inside, we do know that this is the most important part of us. It says here that I can cultivate something there, a gentle and quiet spirit, which God thinks is of great worth. Some days I struggle to offer God, even a polite “Good Morning” so the possibility that I could offer God something of great worth is very cheering indeed.
You may think that I have to think this because I am past my prime so to speak and I wouldn’t argue with that, but one day, you will be old too (if you are lucky) and when you look at your life, I’m betting that your biggest sense of achievement will not come from that photo where the light caught you just right and your nose didn’t even look a bit red.
On the subject of deceptive appearances – a disturbing development. The two lovely cute doggies pictured above have revealed another side. Last week while out walking on the Hoe with Head of House and Fruit of Womb Two they came across a rat. Both lovely dogs immediately turned into wild killing machines, shaking the rat to within an inch of its life, forcing it to seek sanctuary running in and out of daughters legs. This, in turn, provoked equally unfortunate squealing daughter incident, which upset both rat and dogs further and escalated the whole situation. Head of House then had to wade into melee and restore order by adding to general yelling. Rat left scene bloodied but unbowed. Dogs unable to make out what fuss was about. Daughter finishes therapy three weeks on Tuesday. Actually, quite glad I was at work.