Auntie Doris: Life On the Other side: #12 – Couples, Vegetarians, and Public Houses.

Rose and

The highly successful “Life on the Other side series draws to a close tonight with an edition which amongst other things considers the words of Wittgenstein and the position of The Meld in the Multiverse. But before I move on, and start to tell you all about the 1950s, I wanted to spend a little time considering some of the points raised recently by the eminent Dorisologist, Simon Porter.

His first question regards couples on the other side, and whether they may re-affirm their vows and decide to stay together for all eternity rather than go into The Meld.
There are some long standing couples on the other side, and they must have worked out some continued commitment to one another between them. But, as with singletons, very few stay out of the meld beyond 70 or 80 years dead. In fact I can’t think of any.
I think that in one way or another most people naturally seem to gravitate to the meld, they can’t help it. Its like growing up. And of course, in some sense, couples will be even more together in The Meld than they were out of it. They will be truly melded, and able to share the powerful emotions that their relationship created, with… well… with The Meld! It is more likely to be the oddball singleton type who doesn’t see that point in sharing anything who stays outside for an eternity. To be honest I feel sorry for them. Miserable beggars.
As for the question of butchers: Vegetarians and Hindus who considered the cow sacred are quite comfortable with the fact that there are butchers on the other side. The fact is, that as with all foodstuffs enjoyed by the dearly departed, meat is merely a collective fantasy, and no animals are actually harmed in the creation of it. Not that devout Hindus ever try any. Its still against their religion after all. But just as we create our glorified bodies for ourselves on the other side through our subconscious, we also create our foodstuffs, gardens, buildings, environments and everything else. So if I choose to have Knaggs get my beef dripping, rather than do it though force of my own imagination, that’s my prerogative.
And the buildings and environments also include the pubs, cafes, shopping centres and curry houses. My Raymond used to enjoy meeting his pals in the Rose and Crown whilst he was alive. So he continues to meet them in a glorified Rose and Crown now that he isn’t. It doesn’t matter that the real Rose and Crown still exists, has been taken over by a big company and now has a kiddies adventure play area complete with a ball pool and rope swings attached to it. Nor that all the beer is mass produced in something that looks more like a factory than a brewery. That has no bearing on Raymond’s glorified Rose and Crown, which has gone through improvements of its own. The damp patches on the ceiling have gone, so you don’t run the risk of flakes of paint dropping into your glass, the toilets don’t smell anywhere near as bad as they used to, and you can still smoke in there, and buy a pint of hand pulled best bitter. He always did like it hand pulled, did my Raymond. I am certain that anyone wishing to revisit their favourite places once they get to the other side, will have the opportunity. If it can be remembered, it can be there. And will definitely be in The Meld too in some form or other.

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