By David Futrelle
Looks like I’ve found a new show to watch!
https://twitter.com/MoaVideos/status/1002919143287316480
Some couples are able to navigate the various perils of “age-gap” romance and build healthy relationships. But I’m not exactly feeling confident about these particular couples.
The show in question is available on Netflix (or at least one season of it is); it features various sorts of age-gap couples (older women, younger man; older man, younger women; older man, younger man; not sure if there are any lesbian couples). I’m going to have to watch an episode or two.
A NOTE ABOUT THE HEADLINE: Look, I know there weren’t any actual pies featured in the clip, but, come on, these are Brits. Obviously they will be eating pies at some point.
@Katamount
Can I just say how much I enjoy your unrepentant use of relatively unknown figures from Canada’s past as comparisons, as though everyone will know who Howe was as much as they do who Churchill was?
@Rabid Rabbit
Hehe, what can I say, if somebody out there looks up some Canadian history because of me, I feel accomplished. 😀
A co-worker of mine just took his citizenship test (and passed!) and it had me taking a peek at what’s on it… and it’s basically a lot of the stuff middle school students learn in 7th and 8th grade history and 10th grade civics. The average Canadian has probably let most of that knowledge slip away, but something about me finds it important to keep these names and events handy.
Something about this world we live in has me thinking a lot of old history is going to start repeating itself and I see too much of it going down the memory hole….
@Katamount:
Heh. I love bits of Canadian history as well. I consider myself better educated on Canadian history than most; I also consider that a depressingly low bar.
I grew up in British Columbia, which has a long history of weird politics, dating back to people like Amor de Cosmos. (Yes, a local politician actually changed his name to the Spanish for ‘Lover of the Universe’.) I ended up doing some research on the western branch of the CPR for a steampunk story I was writing (for a zine that folded the issue before when my story would have been published). I hadn’t known up until then that Haney wasn’t just a town that I’d lived in when young, it was the name of the guy brought in to try and bring the project back on schedule and under budget. (And almost succeeded, too.)
Granted, I had already known that the town of Oliver was named after the man who helped push through the irrigation project that made the Okanagan Valley the fruit-growing region it is today.
Didn’t Amor de Cosmos change the name because he was originally William Smith and he was sick of the Post Office getting his mail mixed up?
He should have changed his name to something like ‘Nathaniel Westbank’. Then at least he might have intercepted a few letters from people posting cheques.