Tears of Beauty
Though many people think of me as an icy curmudgeon; I will admit here and now that I do have emotions though I don’t like people around then my emotions issue to the surface. I absolutely hate it when I get choked up in front of people.
I’ve mentioned that go around the state teaching classes or doing lectures from time to time. I get choked up every time I talk about a friend of mine that invented a machine. I go through the slides as I always do and I fight back the urge to get choked up about it. I linger on a slide and sip some water or coffee until I have my emotions under control. I know what it is. It’s the beauty of it all. It was a complex problem that no one was able to solve, and my friend came up with a practical mechanical device to solve a problem that the science community felt could only be fixed by using more chemicals.
There is another situation of beauty that gets me choked up. Actually it does more than chokes me up; it reduces me to tears every time. They aren’t tears of sorry or joy, but tears of beauty. I find the 1985 Australian film “Bliss” the most beautiful film I’ve ever seen. Yes, there is some nasty stuff in it and it is definitely not appropriate for children and people that are morally sensitive, but this has to be the best movie ever.
I’ve been watching this film several time a year since 1985 and I’m surprised to find that I am now getting choked up earlier and earlier in the film each time I watch it. I watched the film again today, and it was yet another cathartic experience. I feel much better after a good cry. Then I can get back it being the icy curmudgeon you all know and love.