Carol wrote: "The whole world is too friggin hot, and depression is a perfectly adaptive, logical response to the situation."
Two words: snow movies.I saw it before. Couldn't remember many details, but it left a pleasant memory. So I borrowed _Thirty Two Short Films about Glenn Gould_ from the local library. The first and last films show Glenn Gould (approaching and receding) footslogging the frozen flatlands of the far north. Wind drives the sunset-painted snow into a purling powdery, frosty glow; another gust hits skew and wipes all the refractive color from a snowscape void even of snowbirds.
New category of exploitation: cold porn. Anything with the word "Yukon" in it. Ice sculpture...
Maybe the adaptive behavior you are calling "depression" is a form of highly-developed lassitude. Supercharged torpor? Just sweating it out...hmmm. Some ice sculpture would sure be good right 'bout now. Or maybe that Finnish movie _Pathfinder_. Waist-deep drifts. Oh yeah.
Thinking of lacing up the daffy ducks, Mr. Calefactory ------------------------------------------------------------------ To change your Lit-Ideas settings (subscribe/unsub, vacation on/off, digest on/off), visit www.andreas.com/faq-lit-ideas.html
