Give me something to smile about and maybe I'll go around smiling
- but just exhorting people to *SMILE* is not going to do the job.
Honestly, this one keeps coming up in various forms again and again, and it may say something that I'm almost inclined to say about this one, well, at least he's not advocating spontaneous *HUGS*:
#SmilesOnTheLines: 'Angry' commuter launches campaign to get Londoners smiling on the Tube
Quite apart from the fact that, you can't legislate cheeriness - you can make people perform cheeriness, but that is not the same thing, is it, my dearios? - there is something a bit odd and unease-making about people who go around smiling all the time. In a former job I was once supervising a reading room where two of the readers were ?Buddhist monks or something of the kind, wearing smiles that conveyed a sense of infinite spiritual superiority and incited the unenlightened to have at them with a codfish. There was also the lady on the Tube with the fixed smile that had people edging away... Is not a smile a spontaneous response to something?
A something seldom, we suspect, encountered during one's commute on the Tube.
And possibly not quite in the same ball-park, but I think this guy grossly exaggerates the inclusivity of the average pub or club in the nostalgic days of yore. This entry was originally posted at https://oursin.dreamwidth.org/2814074.html. Please comment there using OpenID. View
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