There is such a thing which hits you when you least expect it. Love is one of those things but I'm not sitting here today talking about love. Instead, it's another thing which has hit me, something which out of the blue has come thundering down my mental memory. Victor Hugo. Normal vs freak. It's Quasimodo and Esmeralda. I have of course been enthralled by the beauty and rapture of such a free bohemian character as Esmeralda. But I have always had so so so much compassion for Quasimodo. God made Esmeralda and God made Quasimodo. God must think variety is the spice of life, but really God, did you have to go to such extremes? Not fair on Quasimodo, put yourself, for one moment in his shoes and doesn't it instantly feel as if God made the world all wrong? Get into Esmeralda's, we feel enthralled and then it seems God made the world all right. And so we've come up with an in-word... DIVERSITY which really means nothing as long as it's not put into practice. I have to admit we've conned a very nice word for whatever is supposed to mean something on high patriarchal political levels, but in the light of day? You're still the freak. The freak who nobody will adjust to, but who has to adjust itself to the world. And you think you're OK because you've been doing it for so long you can actually apply for a Masters in Diversity and sail right through your degree.
And sometimes as if it's not hard enough you get another situation of freak vs beauty, and that's in twins. Yes my brains work, my heart works, my eyes work so I know exactly what you're thinking also because some complete stranger will have the audacity to express himself too. Yes my twin is not stupid and his eyes work too and he knows exactly what you're thinking. So what was God trying to do there? Was He, dare I say, trying to take the piss? Or was it His sublime idea to create variety or diversity?
And why is it always Beauty and the Beast, why never Bello e` La Bestia? Couldn't it have been a Quasimoda and an Esmeraldo? God has made me no moron, but if only He could give something more? Please? It hurts. Bad. No, badly.
And sometimes as if it's not hard enough you get another situation of freak vs beauty, and that's in twins. Yes my brains work, my heart works, my eyes work so I know exactly what you're thinking also because some complete stranger will have the audacity to express himself too. Yes my twin is not stupid and his eyes work too and he knows exactly what you're thinking. So what was God trying to do there? Was He, dare I say, trying to take the piss? Or was it His sublime idea to create variety or diversity?
And why is it always Beauty and the Beast, why never Bello e` La Bestia? Couldn't it have been a Quasimoda and an Esmeraldo? God has made me no moron, but if only He could give something more? Please? It hurts. Bad. No, badly.
