Friday, 22 November 2013
It could be worse
"You should be grateful for small mercies." Why? I want big mercies. The bigger the better.
"It could be worse." So if my house has fallen down, my wife's died and the car's been stolen, that's okay because it could be worse.
"The meek will inherit the earth." No they won't, they'll be shat on by every ruthless bastard who sees them coming.
"Your day will come." Probably not. The odds are it's already come and gone without you noticing.
"Always look on the bright side." Suppose there isn't one? Suppose it's a total calamity and all you can do is climb from the wreckage? (Another version of "It could be worse")
"You'll feel better in the morning." More likely you'll feel worse as you start blaming yourself for the disaster that was caused entirely by your own stupidity.
"It's all good experience." No it's not, it's a crap-fest that teaches you nothing except not to jump into things feet first.
"It'll all work out in the end." Or alternatively it'll turn into a bigger and bigger mess until you just want to top yourself.
"Every cloud has a silver lining." Not necessarily. It might be a budget version with a cheap and nasty polyester lining.
"We've all been there." Have you? Do you have the slightest inkling how shattering and demoralising this was? (Another version of "I feel your pain.")
Of course nobody truly believes all this nonsense. The real point is that it expresses the other person's sympathy and concern and kindness, and that's what counts when you're feeling knocked for six.
So the next time I'm down in the dumps, by all means tell me it could be worse. I'll know what you're really saying. I'll know all those silly words are really just a big hug and a loving kiss.