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Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Gentility Lost

This post is a bit of a departure for me.
I usually don’t like to discuss issues.
But something has caught my attention . . .
My daughter, son-in-law, and their children enjoy attending Cosplay exhibitions.
They get quite involved, creating costumes for their entire family, interacting with like-minded people.
Tons of fun.
At a recent gathering, my SIL saw a couple that he is acquainted with.
I stress that he knows these two people.
But only in a ‘Hi, how are you doing!’ sort of way.
He had seen them at a recent Cosplay fair and they had been dressed as a coordinated couple.
At this show, the one partner was dressed as they had been before.
The other was in something different.
Innocently, my SIL asked this person why she wasn’t in her matching costume, especially as there was a contest.
Loudly, and blithely, she informed him – and anyone else who happened to be standing nearby - that she couldn’t wear that costume this weekend because she was, and I quote, “Having her period!”
My SIL was embarrassed. He mumbled something, took his little girls and left.
Do we share too much?
Is there nothing that is personal? Or private?
Or special?
In our efforts to prove that thinking people can discuss anything, have we lost our gentility?
That thin slice of refinement that sets us apart from the less intelligent creatures of the earth?
I’ve watched my dog greet others at the dog park. They have, quite literally, no secrets.
If they can sniff it out, they will.
And do.
And they are quite happy sharing.
Have we reached this stage? When we can (and will) blurt out anything.
Anything.
Have the words: refined, courteous, gallant, cultured, polite, discrete been discarded in favour of (so-called) freedom and independence and equality.
Have we lost our gentility?
What are your thoughts?

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