The very thought that you don't have a "spark of insight" is hilarious! ROFLMAO!!!!
However, you should give Wodehouse another chance. Just consider that Steven Rogers to this day can be convulsed with laughter at memories of some of the scenes, how exquisitely they were laid out in print. Consider the great similes and the dense word play in this description f Constable Oates' encounter with the dog Bartholomew:
The shades of evening were beginning to fall pretty freely by now, but the visibility was still good enough to enable me to observe that up the road there was approaching a large, stout moon-faced policemen on a bicycle.... And where the drama came in was that it was patent that his attention had not yet been drawn to the fact that he was being chivvied--in the strong, silent, earnest manner characteristic of this breed of animal--by a fine Aberdeen terrier. There he was, riding comfortably along, sniffing the fragrant evening breeze; and there was the Scottie, all whiskers and eyebrows, haring after him, hell-for-leather. As Jeeves said later, when I described the scene to him, the whole situation resembled some high moment in a Greek tragedy, where somebody is stepping high, wide and handsome, quite unconscious that all the while Nemesis is at his his heels, and he may be right.... One moment he [Oates] was with us, all merry and bright; the next he was in the ditch, a sort of macedoine of arms and legs and wheels, with the terrier standing at the edge, looking down at him with that rather offensive expression of virtuous smugness which I have often noticed on the faces of Aberdeen terriers in their clashes with humanity. |
