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I was reading the "knightly skullduggery" thread on the Archive Message Center, and I realised something. Not everybody on the archive has leared an important lesson. My household taught me this. I am responsible for my own good time. No one can take it away, no one can "give" me a good time.
The story goes like this. (No sh*t there we were...) Two members of my household were wandering around drunk at Pennsic. A Personage was (probably justifiably) upset at them, and was yelling at them. My housebrother leaned blearily over the hood of the golfcart the personage was driving and reached out with one finger and tapped the man on his coronet with his finger and slurred "You're important". The Personage, caught completely off guard, hesitated, and started "I am Duke Sir Such & Such currently King of..." when my housebrother pulled the crown off his head, and held it briefly over his own head, and said "Now I'm important" then he moved it back over the king's head and said "Hooray! You're important again" His Majesty was too flabbergasted to respond. Then for a few seconds he sang song in front of the stunned king "I'm important, you're important, I'm important, you're important", each time moving the crown back and forth. His Majesty, probably not trusting himself to respond without going to jail, just drove off, after reclaiming the crown. The point is, no matter what awards you get or don't get, you are still the same person. Getting recognised as chivalry doesn't make you one inch taller, or better looking, or more "virile". Loosen up, Hush, this is supposed to be a way to make ourselves better men, the outward awards mean literally nothing, except perhaps added expense. And in the end, none of this is real, anyway. |