Hmm, how interesting - just came across this thread.
Just an idle question, but I wonder if the Romanov children were
saying the same things as young Miss Wee in 1916. I'm fairly
certain they would have changed their tune by 1918. Well, if they
were capable of doing anything at all by that time, that is.
Let's step away from petty jealousy and look at this logically for
a minute. Does it not strike anyone as odd that an 18-year-old
student should presume to dictate the rules of life to a 40-year
old person? What challenges has young Miss Wee surmounted that she
sees fit to declare herself the arbiter of the working man's
philosophy?
Surely by the way she writes, one would have expected her to have
singlehandedly acquired her third job after retrenchment, serviced
a mortgage, raised a few children and come out of the other end
smelling of roses and smiling like a champion.
But, whoops, what's the reality here? More realistically speaking,
her greatest achievement would lie somewhere between getting five
percent more on an examination result that nobody besides her
parents would care about, or perhaps the final conquest of
acne.
The simple fact is, for all of her meanderings (her writing may be
grammatically correct, but I'm hard-pressed to call it articulate),
how much of it is original thought? After all, she could simply be
parroting Daddy Dearest's whinges about the lazy nation over the
dinner table, could she not?
Let's not cast any aspersions on her character. After all, we don't
know if she could survive Stage 3 pancreatic cancer with a wink and
a smile, or if a hangnail could have her screaming blue
murder.
Let's focus on the facts instead. The facts bear out that with
little firsthand knowledge of anything beyond school life, she
presumes to tell the working man how to live, and that should life
be hard, it's entirely his fault.
The simple conclusion is that she's ignorant - no more, no
less.
