show and tell
The kid with the four foot plastic doll with eyes that closed and the pink pinafore was afforded status because of what her parents could afford, not because of who she was, what she did, how she understood the world, how she treated people, how she thought, or basically anything else, for that brief moment in time. There's a poignancy there, both because I was jealous and also scornful. Because the kid was cool and yet deeply lame, even then. And the coolness came from money, and the lameness did too.
Abada Abada: Jessamyn on show-and-tell and its legacy.
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You should have seen the look of relief that crossed her face when I grabbed the doll and ran away down the street with it. It was as if I had removed a giant albatross from around her neck. And guess what? Free Doll!
Posted by: Pernicious | February 29, 2004 3:35 PM