Still not much I can talk about

I apologize for being so boring these days but there's only one thing really on my mind, of course -- and I can't talk about that.

It's a major bummer; I'm used to using this blog to get things off my chest, and that is not open to me in this situation.

But I just discovered that I had written a post a few weeks back and saved it but forgot to post it. So here's a separate, non-divorce topic that might be worth writing a full-blown social-commentary post about, only I don't really feel up to more effort than is required just to raise the topic

I heard today [actually this was in a Taco Bell a couple of weeks back] a conversation about somebody that included the very descriptive line, "He doesn't bother to wait until he actually has authority before he starts abusing it." [chuckling] Now, don't we all know somebody like that -- our own real-life Dwight Schrute or Angela Martin? And -- at the risk of getting myself roundly abused here -- aren't the majority of people with the particularly objectionable, moralistic type of bossiness...you know, where they can't comprehend that a moral person could ever disagree with them or that there might ever be a situation in which nobody cared, or had any obligation to care, about their opinion...isn't that kind of person usually...well, a "she," not a "he"? An Angela, not a Dwight? That is, the self-righteous moralistic variation is generally female (which is why on "The Office" it's an Angela, not an Andrew), while the nakedly scheming, unabashedly power-hungry is more likely to be male (i.e. it's a Dwight, not a Denise)?

Maybe my personal sample just isn't statistically relevant, I don't know. But, having grown up in a Baptist church where everybody ran for cover as soon as Sister Reba was heard to utter the words, "Now, I say this in a spirit of love..." I found it delightful that, at least according to Wikipedia:

When Angela Kinsey auditioned for the role, the only note they gave her was that "This woman is the type of gal who would say, 'Well, I don't like to say anything mean about anyone...but...'"

Still, I kinda prefer that sort of person because I don't so much mind "hypocrisy." That is, I much prefer somebody who is honest about what the standards of right and wrong are, and then fails to live up to them, to the kind of person who simply tries to pretend that there's nothing wrong with evil. That is, in the absence of virtue, I at least prefer hypocrisy to shamelessness.

Here's something else about the kind of person I'm describng. Don't they usually complain bitterly that other people are unreasonable, selfish control freaks?

Which -- because it makes me think of a mirror (the pathways my mind takes are as odd as those that end in Pinky's saying, "I think so, Brain, but...") -- anyway, that reminds me of baby-sitting duties at Kael Cruz's christening. As the Mass was about to begin, Deion was standing in Desiree's lap proclaiming loudly and repeatedly, "Mommy, it's time to be QUIET, Mommy, it's time to be QUIET..." So I offered to take Deion out of the sanctuary and entertain her, and she and I wound up spending a pleasant half an hour or so learning new words ("sprinkler," "pine cone," "Jacob" -- the last denoting another kid who was being escorted around outside the sanctuary in search of entertainment). And at one point I found a mirror and decided to tease her. I held her up in front of it and said, "Hey, Yon-Yon, who's that? -- is that Denae?"

She put me promptly and firmly in my place: "No -- its a miwwuh."

Since I find myself referring to Deion and Denae so often, I've gotten permission to post their photographs so that you'll have a visual reference. They really are genuinely this cute.