FF#1 Kristy's Big News Chapters 1-9

[awishfuldreamer]

So I sat down recently and had one of those out-of-the-blue remembrances: “Oh, crap! I promised I would snark Kristy’s Big News like a year ago!” So I sat down and saw that part of the doc was still in my computer and I had just never finished. So here we go! I have always wanted to snark Kristy’s father, one of my most hated characters. And better

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[metamorphstorm]

Maybe I’m just more heartless/feelingless than most, but I strongly believe that kids who act sad about missing a parent who left when they were a year and a half old (like my sister) are just looking for sympathy and attention. I truly don’t believe they have any memories, and related to that, feelings, about people they can’t remember. I can get missing someone in an abstract way, like hearing cool stories about my grandparents and wishing I’d gotten to meet them/know them better, or thinking I liked the stepbrother I met when I was five and kind of wanting to see him again . . . but not in a “Waaa, I’m so sad and alone, pity me, notice me!” way.

Mary Anne was kind of interesting/annoying for the same reason. I can understand that seeing her friends make Mother’s Day cards and hearing about their plans with their moms hurt and made her feel she was missing out . . . but then she whines on and on about it, like she remembers enough to grieve. Which I doubt, because I was older when my father left than she was when her mother died, and I have a great memory and still don’t have more than three very vague memories of my father. She calls herself a half-orphan in one book, which grates on me - don’t use your mom’s death as a way to get MORE pity, you little brat. You can’t be a half-orphan, just like you can’t be half-pregnant. You either are or you aren’t. And you’re not an orphan. Whine about your big hard losses to people like Kristy or Abby, Mary Anne, I dare you. They know pain. You don’t.

Anyway . . . someone wrote a fanfiction in which Patrick knows David Michael isn’t his son, and since Elizabeth also knows it, she names the baby after members of Patrick’s family, figuring that kind of makes up for it and/or will keep Patrick around. It’s the only story that can make me feel any sympathy at all towards this absolutely worthless waste of oxygen. lol

Loving the snark so far! :)