We at the “Sorrow and Pity Department” are pleased to have selected Blue Girl as our favorite online diarist for indeed her plangent, bosky prose (leavened with the tears of Sofia) daily marks the path to the sinister unconscious. We recall James Joyce’s apt phrase: “He was Jung and Freudened.” Her daily wil-o-the-wisp catechisms of domestic terror and its unforeseeable joys keep us at the S and P department in a constant state of playpen howlings. Why, we read Blue’s posts and shake our slats. We toss our rattles. We—well, never mind. As Cicero once said: “There’s only so much pity to go around.” (Cicero by the way is a nickname. Cici is Roman for garbanzo bean. The man had a nose like a bean and wags called him Cicero which meant “bean shnoz” and you can look it up. Talk about S & P. The poor sod. And we made that quote up. We’re always doing that over here. If we were real bastards we’d have translated that into Latin for the full effect. Still for all our reprobate hobbies we do have what Oscar Wilde used to call “taste” and we therefore, by virtue of the power and authority invested in the venerable traditions of S & P are pleased to give Blue Girl not only our vote (which we shall do as soon as we can escape the pen) but also this lovely Waterford crystal sling shot which she can display atop the TV set that won’t go digital no matter what apparatus one is tricked into buying. As another sage philosopher (who we are making up) once said: “Pity is the maiden of the dropped mitten, sorrow is the other mitten.” Ohio people tend to understand this we’re told.
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