Crying: I can do that

[Craig Clark]

Diana York Blaine writes:

 > Later when we spoke about it he and I agreed that the lonely death of the
 > spider in _Charlotte's Web_ is something we haven't even been able to 
 > think about again since first reading it as tots.  So brutal!  I haven't even
 > seen _Babe_ out of fear that it's similarly devastating... [snip]...Oh,
> and the movie _Truly, Madly, Deeply_ --rent it and bring the hankies!

Reminds me of an incident when I was in my mid-20s and I took a 
prospective Significant Other to see _101 Dalmatians_ (the animated 
one). When the puppies are born and one "dies", only to be revived by 
their owner's touch, I tried to sneak a hanky from my pocket to wipe 
away the tears that had sprung there, just all by themselves, without 
alerting the S.O. to the fact that her date was a weepy weak-kneed 
wuss... Suddenly there was a flurry of activity as Susan dived into 
her handbag for a tissue. I decided at once to drop the Macho Male 
act and started bawling my eyes out too... The other thing that always 
puts a lump in my throat is _Little Dirrit_, both the Dickens novel 
and the splendid Christine Edzard film version..

Craig Clark

"Living inside the system is like driving across
 the countryside in a bus driven by a maniac bent
 on suicide."
   - Thomas Pynchon, "Gravity's Rainbow"