It is hard living down the tempers we are born with. We all begin well, for in our youth there is nothing we are more intolerant of than our own sins writ large in others and we fight them fiercely in ourselves ; but we grow old and we see that these are sins are of all sins the really harmless ones to one, nay that they give a charm to any character, and so our struggle with them dies away.
— Gertrude Stein, The Making of Americans
Sunday seems like a good day for some self-reflection and auditing, and specifically a good chance to take stock of those sins we might see writ large in others tomorrow evening, Monday, September 8 as The Viper and His Own Sins Writ Large in Others play on the Mickey’s Tavern patio in Madison, 5:30 to 7:30 p.m.
In no particular order, here is that inventory.
- Late-night snacking
- Generalized misanthrophy
- Unearned morbidity and an inflated sense of existential injustice
- Unnecessary car errands
- Cold-blooded murder
- Exaggeration of my vices
- Phone phobia
- Pretending sleep to avoid dog-walking
- Pretending to nerd status I haven’t earned
- Ungenerous assumptions about the private lives of other a**holes on the road
- Treating ibuprofen as a basic food group
- Bleach stains on shirts/pants
- Secret glove-compartment stash of M&Ms
- Cultural co-optation
- Making of vice lists on company time
That’s a start, anyway.