Well, at the very least it was thrilling because it was both
adventurous and primal at the same time. But there was more to it than that;
there was what it represented by way of human aspiration – the strong and
powerful animal carrying the young, idealistic maiden to the fulfilment of her
destiny and the changing of a world. This belongs at the forefront of the
Romantic tradition; and I’m a great lover of the Romantic tradition because it
speaks of the potential in humans to be a lot better than they generally are;
and I decline to see the Romantic tradition as fantasy because it’s a damn
sight better than the fantasies fed to the masses by politicians, the corporate
world, and the advertising executives. And what have I been saying on this blog
for some time now? I’ve been suggesting that if the world is to become a better
place, and humanity a better state of being, it will be the young women who
will lead the way.
I have a Lyra Belacqua in my family, you know. My youngest
granddaughter is intelligent, idealistic, forthright, positive, courageous and
strong minded. She’s begun to take an active role in various causes because she
scoffs at the prescription for success offered by the mainstream, preferring
instead to be at the forefront of the battle for change and leading the way.
Whether I can do anything to help remains to be seen, but if not I wish her the
company of a great white bear on whose back she can ride to achievement. Such
an alliance would be formidable.
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