How much crappier was it to try & make some desperate lover's plea for attention nonsense back in the days of writing letters, before phones? I mean today you can just scream into your phone that you're going to kill yourself if so & so doesn't love you forever and immediately hang up, knowing the other person's gonna spring into a wave of panic that hopefully quickly culminates in a makeup session in the boudoir. But back in the day you'd hafta fire off a threatening letter of desperation, telling your lover you're willing to die instead of live with or without them or whichever, and then you'd...put the letter into an envelope...find a stamp for it...find some time to go into town to mail it...wait a few days, then picture them reading it, imagine in your head their reaction to every word... and then hope that within a week or so they'd send a response to what by now is the slowest dramatic non-suicide between lovers ever.
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