There’s been a great deal of unpleasant discussion in the blogosphere this week, and I don’t intend to add to it; but I’ve been repeatedly put in mind of a scene from the movie The Philadelphia Story. Socialite Tracy Lord, played by Katharine Hepburn, has a romantic moonlight swim with report Mike Connor, played by Jimmy Stewart. Tracy had been drinking rather a lot, and the next morning she can’t remember what happened. She’s dreadfully afraid that she went rather farther than she had intended to.
Tracy: You mean to say that was all there was to it?
Mike: I do.
Tracy: Why? Was I so unattractive, so distant, so forbidding or something?
Mike: You were extremely attractive, and as for distant and forbidding…on the contrary, but you also were a little the worse…or better… for wine, and there are rules about that.
I’d rather my sons be like Mike than like others I could name.
And don’t forget to read Vikings at Dino’s!