Posts Tagged ‘Culture’

Remember when I talked about how fictional characters sometimes translate differently in real life?

One of the targets of my criticism was beloved Jim Halpert of “The Office.” I used to know someone a lot like Jim, and although he could be entertaining and charming at times, his life is ultimately incredibly depressing, especially because of immaturity and a lack of motivation.

This morning, I was pleased to see that I’m not the only person who thinks somewhat along the same lines. Meghan Keane at The AWL has posted a thoughtful article about how depressing “The Office” has become.

This exerpt, I believe, best captures the idea:

For audiences, Jim—more so than Pam—has served as a pressure valve for all of the overstimulated personalities on the show by responding to his absurd coworkers the only rational way: with sarcasm and bafflement. The whole point of Jim was that he held the promise that at some point he would get his act together enough to break out of the confines of Dunder Mifflin. He’s the relatable protagonist for anyone (read: everyone) who has ever been trapped in a middling situation and found the only defense to be sarcasm and bemusement.

Now Jim has developed into the most depressing archetype: a mediocre man who has already realized his full potential.

Gone is Jim’s charming lack of enthusiasm for his job. Now he’s proving exactly where a lack of drive is likely to lead you—to the mediocrity of middle management, where one is gripped by the fear of losing whatever corner of inanity you’ve carved for yourself in the workplace.

I must confess that I haven’t watched “The Office” for at least two seasons now—for the very reasons this article, and my earlier post, describes.

Granted, there’s something to be said about sticking with your current job in the uncertain times of an economic depression. And for Christians, single or not, male or female, God uses us, and our circumstances, for His good purpose, even if they seem depressing and soul-crushingly mediocre. And if you have such a job, and you’re perfectly happy with it, then hey, whatever floats your pirate ship.

This is loosely, or hardly, related to single Christian females. But I wanted to post something, and it was nice to have something to point to and say, “Hey! I’m not the only one who thinks this!”

Sorry for the lack of posts, but God is working through me, and there have been a few things going on in my life that I would like to write about here, so I’m going to try to be more frequent.

Read Full Post »

Sarah Haskins of “Target Women” has become one of my favorite people I’ve never met. Here are some of my favorites from her “show”:


Read Full Post »

During a recent dark period of “NO ONE WILL EVER LOVE MEEEEE” stupidity, I decided to try eHarmony (again). A few months later, I am utterly, mind-crumblingly bored with the selections and the entire process. When I realized how many of my “matches” eHarmony photos were giving me some good laughs, I thought I could use them to give others a laugh, and perhaps teach a brief lesson on online “dating profile photo etiquette.”

Note: I’m not making fun of these guys’ characters, or their looks. They’re all quite good-looking guys, and I’m sure they’re perfectly decent people. But in a time and place when one wants to give the best first-impression possible, using only the written word and a photo … well, you’d think they might have tried a little harder. Also, I did not edit these photos—color, cropping, etc—except to take measures to protect their identities.

Rule #1: No ex-girlfriends. And if you do have photos with girls, THIS IS WHY THEY HAVE CAPTIONS. At least explain who they are—friends, sisters, cousins, chem lab partner, etc. Don’t lazily half-crop them out. We’re not stupid: WE SEE WHAT YOU DID THERE. A sloppy crop fools no one. You look lazy and cheap.



For some photos, I did not need to take any measures to protect this man’s identity. He did it himself, providing a vague idea of his interests (mechanical things? ropes and tubes? boating?) but pretty much no clue about what he looks like:


Always keep in mind, this is eHarmony, not MySpace. Use of deep, emo pics when you are clearly neither is funny if you like irony, but not if it’s the only picture in this guy’s profile:


For THIS photo, I really wish that I didn’t feel obligated to protect the man’s identity, because you really have to see his full expression to understand why I consider this photo a fail. His eyes, looking directly into the camera, coupled with this infuriatingly smug grin, just SCREAMS, “I am holding this baby so I can look more attractive to the women who want one for themselves. Yes, I am a completely smug, manipulative man. Take it all in, ladies. Bask in the glory of my man-with-baby attractiveness.” But you can at least still see the smug grin.

(This method, obviously, doesn’t work on me. That’s probably why the photo so enraged me rather than making me laugh.)


But one thing to remember is: strangling puppies is not usually attractive.


As always, happy Friday!!!

Read Full Post »

This video needs no introduction, really…

The saddest part: update the hairdos, put the information into an online profile, and you have eHarmony. I KNOW THIS FROM EXPERIENCE.

Read Full Post »

As a perpetually single supporter of Health at Every Size and Fat Acceptance (which I’ve discussed before), I was thrilled to see this: The Museum of Fat Love. The pictures are cute, but be sure you read the stories, too. They’re all unique to the couples involved—they met each other through different means, planned or not, and at different ages and stages in life. It’s inspiring and validating and just lovely to see.

And lastly, because I neglected Friday Frivolity AGAIN, here’s a blog post that Bethany will not be happy with, but which cracked me up: 5 Reasons I HATE the Grocery Store.

Read Full Post »

I have this thing about analogies: I love them. I can pull them out of the air like you wouldn’t believe. That’s probably a huge reason why I absolutely love Dr. House. Strictly speaking, of course, that would mean it’s the writers of House that I love. But that’s being picky. Anyway, Bethany and I are always laughing at the random analogies I come up with to illustrate life’s weirdnesses, and Tuesday was no exception.

To provide a bit of background for the analogy, here’s an abridged version of the Gchat conversation we were having when I had the brainwave:Bethany: It’s weird. I started making a list of an alternate projection of my life sans man.
Because yeah, I guess it’s totally possible that I’ll never get married.
And so I want to at least be able to look out at the future (which I am well aware I cannot project) and at least have a sort of interesting vista.

me: And what have you found?

Bethany: Well, among other things that God really means it when he says not to worry about tomorrow and to seek first the kingdom
So, that I should be doing things I can actually do
And change things I can actually change

me: Aha

Bethany: But I’ve also realized that to have a productive, happy single life, I’ll have to have more initiative than I would if I were married
But that’s probably not a bad thing. …
I really do think singleness, whether for a week or a lifetime, takes creativity
Because, marriage is sort of the — pre-planned life path.

me: Oh, that’s very true.
And probably why a lot of people consider it the boring, and/or “cop out” route.

Bethany: Probably so. It is definitely my “default”
Which isn’t bad, but if it doesn’t happen, I’m going to have a good life. Darn it.

me: Though the crew on the S.S. Boundless would argue otherwise, that marriage is a more exciting adventure than anything singleness could POSSIBLY offer.

Bethany: Haha
And I say, with you, HAVE YOU EVER HEARD OF PAUL?

Anyway, so that’s how our conversation was going…So I thought…

You know what? Let’s say that marriage and singleness are both different meals that you can have.

Marriage is like a traditional Thanksgiving meal—you already have an idea of what’s coming, and what foods are involved: turkey, cranberry sauce, mashed potatoes, green bean casserole, and pumpkin pie. This meal, however, involves other people, working together to make sure the meal goes well, that it is attractive and nutritious and delicious and not boring, and that those in attendance do not drive each other crazy.

Singleness is like having a pile of different ingredients at your disposal, but you are putting together the meal by yourself, from scratch deciding what you want to get out of it, and which ones you combine to achieve that goal. Oh, and you don’t have a recipe.

If you are a lifelong single, you have to consume what you make … so it better be tasty, nutritious, and enjoyable, making good use of the ingredients and resources you have.

If you eventually get married, the same thing applies, but whatever you’ve made while you’re single (“food baggage,” if you will) is going to be brought to the “Thanksgiving dinner”—and someone else has to eat it with you. So, again, you better make it good.

Read Full Post »

Last week, we shared a video (or two) to help you address the question, “Am I ready for marriage?”

Let’s say you decided that you’re not actually ready to get married quite yet. Perhaps you’re in love. OR SO YOU THINK. (Or perhaps, like me, you find yourself distanced from the love of your life because of things like “time and space,” and the “laws” of “physics,” and “reality” and such. You know, all those annoying little things that seem to stand in the way of one’s happiness.)

But let’s say you’re in love. How do you tell that you’re REALLY in love? Apparently you fight with your parents and elope. Or something. Here’s part one:

And then part two:

Happy Friday!

Read Full Post »

Older Posts »