TO be honest, it was a take-off on a scene from one of my favorite movies, THe Christmas Story, where nine year old boys are daring each other to stick their tongues to a metal pole in the dead of winter. Someone triple dog dares, skipping vital steps in the required "I dare you" progression.
But I DO think there is a definite pattern to it all. And there are very definitely levels of proficiency ranging from the repetitive, initial laden, dandelion version to the truly brilliant rare hothouse bloom which is sometimes so subtly delivered, the insultee will feel grateful to the insulter.
Like you, I can only try to avoid the plebeian, and hope for the big score some day. However, for me, it conflicts with one of my self-delusions, that of being a nice person, so it's hard to mesh the two- polite, but devastatingly insulting all in one swoop. Truly something to which I aspire before I retire. (she concludes poetically). |
