tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265511791146423221.post871608913669164267..comments2023-10-28T02:59:37.028-07:00Comments on E m e r g i n g ...Q u a k e r i s m ..L i t e r a t u r e ..R e l i g i o n ... L i f e: Christmas in BarnesvilleDianehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12396312339372162866noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265511791146423221.post-45941754736798747712009-12-31T05:15:07.676-08:002009-12-31T05:15:07.676-08:00Hi Hystery,
There is something about that Christm...Hi Hystery,<br /><br />There is something about that Christmas music.<br /><br />Kevin,<br /><br />Sherlock Holmes! Yes. Interesting.Dianehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12396312339372162866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265511791146423221.post-87835416351644737042009-12-30T15:24:59.822-08:002009-12-30T15:24:59.822-08:00Ah yes, women stereotypes. I remember once reading...Ah yes, women stereotypes. I remember once reading through the entire collection of Arthur Conan Doyle's Sherlock Holmes stories in one extended session. Doyle had a fantastic way of picturing exotic people from strange places with unusual traitrs, so long as they were men. Almost all his women characters fell into two categories, cookie-cut-- distinguished, cultured, and gracious victims, noble in appearance rather than beautiful, courageous outside while suffering inside, or they were fallen women, wreaking final vengeance from the gutter or bringing gutter tactics to distinguished households, and always the agent of their Lothario's downfall.<br /><br />Interestingly, only Doyle's very few villainous women seem real, with a complex interior. He never mentioned whether they were hot. They weren't stereotyped as bodies, but as social symbols, and only two.kevin robertshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07336902422644197456noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265511791146423221.post-1732937032770898702009-12-30T12:30:36.265-08:002009-12-30T12:30:36.265-08:00Diane,
Your experience sounds lovely. I listened...Diane,<br /><br />Your experience sounds lovely. I listened to John Denver and the Muppets this year (as is my family custom) and realized that so much of my belief as an adult has foundations in the Christmas music of my childhood. I grew up on hymns and sing them most every day. When I look at the lyrics separate from the music itself and the feelings the music create, I am less impressed but add the music and the feelings and suddenly I am transported and can understand at a level my intellect cannot achieve on its own.Hysteryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02044678910937934731noreply@blogger.com