dreadedcandiru2 (dreadedcandiru2) wrote,
dreadedcandiru2
dreadedcandiru2

The uniform speculation: the food colouring myth edition.

Like any number of middle-aged women, Elly lives in fear that a cuter, younger girl has her eyes set on taking John away from her because she's still the messed-up little wallflower who can't understand that alternating between passivity and blind rage when confronted with the depressing reality that whatever boy she's decided is her forever and ever true love is hasn't the blindest idea of what her feelings are and also has the unhappy tendency to mistake the signs of her baffled devotion for signs of gastric distress isn't going to get the results she wants when obvious schemers who clearly want her to die alone by being friendly, speaking to the person they're interested in and generally not doing an impersonation of an in-growing hair.

This tendency manifests itself as her and her co-cannibals being eager to impose punitive dress codes on the younger generation of girls so as to neutralize them as threats to her marriage. (The fact that said young girls would sooner drink gasoline than service John Patterson is not one she would voluntarily face because if they don't want to steal the boorish goober she landed, there's obviously something wrong with them.) She justifies this to herself by saying that she had to obey her mother's strict rules and she survived so stop dancing like a floozy, Martian, and let your loving mother jabber in rage the instant you try to skirt around the edges of her arbitrary rules. What she is at pains to avoid admitting is that she thinks that she was a braver, more forthright person than she actually was.

Now, I like to rattle on about how conformist the Patterson children are now and how the least deviation from respectability drives Elly crazy. This is because she fears that her mother will materialize out of the shadows and take her to task for what an awful person she is. This is because she probably did what she always did growing up: take a random comment from her mother about how tasteless and stupid the plastic flower child look is and let her fear of being tossed aside for the newer, more pliable model run away with her. I just betcha Marian passed on not ever realizing that when she shuddered in mild disgust at Elly's love beads, she really meant something apocalyptic. Simply put, April can't have nice things because her mom is a lunatic with issues she doesn't see as the sickness they are.
Tags: elly also lives in a world of demons
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