Communicator (communicator) wrote,

Emergency. There's an emergency going on. It's still going on.

I have been womanfully resisting all temptation to post on the various and hilarious political blunders that are unfolding before us. I was just thinking about Confidence, though. You remember that early Red Dwarf episode Confidence and Paranoia? The guy who played Lister's personified Confidence - Craig Ferguson - I recently discovered is now a big talk show host in the USA! Way to go Craig!

Anyway, we are told that one of the advantages of a public school education is that it out-puts people who resemble this depiction of Confidence. Untroubled by self-doubt they assume responsibility as if their birth right. Though I am native here, and to the manner born, it is a custom more honour'd in the breach than the observance.

Yeah. I think the appropriate response to this disparity is not to try to make ordinary British people super-confident, so we stop apologising so much and worrying that we aren't good enough. The answer is to make the toffs more like us, not us more like them. It's the women's way, the poor man's way, to feel cautious, to be pessimistic, to worry that things might go wrong. To have a plan B. Although we are lower in status, our way is actually better. It may be less invigorating, but it does less harm.

Or as Confidence put it. 'We don't need to wear a space suit! Vacuum can't hurt us!' *BANG*

ETA - I found the script online. The actual words are:
CONFIDENCE: Who told you you needed oxygen, huh? Some loser who was
trying to make you feel small. Look, I'll prove it to you. I'll take
mine off first. We'll soon see who the crazy one is around here!
(Explosive decompression)
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