schadenfreude is the pepper that spices the lives of the envious; the historical perspective misses the human detail and suffering

schadenfreude is the pepper that spices the lives of the envious; the historical perspective misses the human detail and suffering

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edward w pritchard


Births, deaths and a muck about in between. All are missed as the historical perspective misses the human detail and suffering.

The fear and terror of the little boys of ancient Sparta snatched from their Mother's side to become little warriors in training at age seven is two brief lines in a history text.

History looks to the big picture and forgets the sorrow and sadness of the lives of the forgotten.

Meanwhile day to day we glory in the suffering and misfortune here and now of those around us. Schadenfreude is the pepper that spices the lives of the envious.

As one who has been there, done that and seen a lot we must ask " Did too wise old David Hume secretly pray when he saw a very sick child whatever the poor Souls age?

For us all, Edna St. Vincent dead smiles and writes" my candle burns at both ends it will not last the night".

I am too busy anymore to judge anyone, listening to my burning candle hiss-ss as it gets to the end of it's wick.

Here's what I wrote before:

ADBRIGHT

WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 9, 2011

God help Lindsay Lohan

God Help Lindsay Lohan

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edward w pritchard

God I see Lindsay is in trouble again and continues her attempts at self destruction. You and I both know that she can't help it and we both know that although she is only one person, her suffering is magnified because of international attention to her slow demise. God help Linda Lohan.

Here's what I wrote before, a few crisis es back for her:

Wednesday, May 5, 2010
even a confused broad deserves solace and comfort


God help Lindsay Lohan

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edward w pritchard

Nature had blessed her with the prerequisites for fame as a beauty and nature had bestowed those blessings at an early age. Fame extracted the usual percentage and by twenty years old she was maybe beyond repair psychologically. Beyond repair if she continued to function under the microscope of the menacing and morbid public gaze.

There was still money to be made for reporting on her, writing about her and picturing her. A cottage industry followed her as she fell from grace. Her every sin was posterized,her every failing was snicked at, and she was watched voyeuristically as she stumbled to her doom. Many a financial crisis was averted among camera people by snapping and exposing a picture of her as she exited a car, or more prosaically as she threw up on someones shoes after two solid nights of debauchery. She was doing the usual rake's progress in hyper mode and by age 21 there wasn't much she hadn't stumbled into, fallen down at, or fouled up at.

Her productivity plummeted. Even the most desperate low budget film director couldn't touch her. Their business partners had had enough of her stage hysterics.

Still the pictures of her demise were valuable.

Eventually sadly to report she died. The funeral rekindled interest in her exponentially. Not just in America, but in Asia, and throughout the world.

Unpublished pictures of her became worth $50,000 each.

After a few days of her death, no old pictures were to be found. Everything was previously copyrighted and a copyrighted picture couldn't be obtained for less than $500,000.

Of course ghoulishly her body was dug up again, under the guise of a second autopsy. Her body was displayed like a shot dead American outlaw on a wood upright angled display of two by fours. She was in a white dress and had flowers in her hair.

Enough--- even a confused broad deserves some solace and comfort. Please pray for Lindsay and don't take voyeuristic satisfaction in her sad photos. Where would you be if your sins were on the international news. God help Lindsay.
Posted by edward pritchard at 10:00 AM
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