I hope that the next time you’re happy, you won’t get so low when it’s gone. I hope you find something that heals your soul. I hope you trust the universe that it has a plan for your next smile. Because it does. You’ll see.
—  Juansen Dizon, Happy

As amusing as this story is, Atwood brings up one of the main points of the book.

As hideously oppressed as the women are, most of the men don’t seem to have done too well either. Priests, gay men, doctors, Jewish men, Muslim men…etc all get killed without a second thought.  Per the book, lower class men aren’t even allowed to *talk* to most women or be around them more than strictly necessarily. 

Look at the TV show: Nick was forced into a marriage with a 15 year old that he clearly found gross. And Isaac suffered the exact same horrible death Eden did i.e. horribly drowned simply for falling in love.  

In popular culture it’s mainly ‘Look how badly off the women are!’ Which is not to be ignored. 

But there is more depth to it than that. Everyone’s gotten screwed. 

I’m lonely that you’re lonely,
our song on the radio starts to play—
if we could time travel back to the past,
I’ll bring us both to yesterday.

The hours of love in this room
still haunts me before I go to sleep—
thinking maybe you’re thinking of me,
when all I can do is weep.

I’m lonely that you’re lonely,
our song on the radio starts to play—
if I could find a map back to your heart,
I’ll keep it safe for baby I’ve lost my way.

The secret field we once shared
still remains like the memories in my pen—
darling my heart is such a stubborn thing,
it loves you over and over again.

I’m lonely that you’re lonely,
our song on the radio starts to play—
if you could find the words that could heal me,
I’ll keep it in my heart till’ I have nothing left to say.

—  Juansen Dizon, Our Song On The Radio
The Loneliest people are the Kindest. The Saddest people smile the Brightest. The most Damaged people are the Wisest. All because they do not wish to see anyone else suffer the way they do.
23/111 days of productivity

🌾 Studying with a view. – Needed a quiet break in between classes and I found this beautiful place in our institute. Managed to finish a long text on political theory as well as - gasp - learn some new medieval vocabulary. Oh, who would’ve thought?