Hi! You all can call me Pastry! I go by she/they.
I got inspired by some introduction posts I’ve been seeing, and I decided to do one for myself!
Hi! You all can call me Pastry! I go by she/they.
I got inspired by some introduction posts I’ve been seeing, and I decided to do one for myself!
Big morph update to my roleplay!! You can make your own wolf npcs and play with stylized models of the original cast! Come play if you wanna!!
With the sheer number of A Christmas Carol adaptations in existence, it is honestly astonishing how many of them miss the point.
Scrooge was not cartoonishly evil. He was not a mustache twirling villain who delighted in cruelty for its own sake. He was not out there kicking puppies or dumping water on the poor for fun. He was a miser, yes, but more importantly, he was comfortable. He lived securely within a system that worked for him, and because it worked for him, he assumed it must be working as intended.
He thought poverty was simply how the world worked. Tragic, perhaps, but natural. Like bad weather or illness or old age. Unfortunate, but not something he was personally responsible for addressing. And because it was not his responsibility, it was not his problem.
And that is the point.
That mindset was enough to warrant a supernatural intervention. The failure is not active cruelty, it is passive indifference. It is looking around at suffering and deciding it is inevitable. It is believing that kindness is optional if you have technically fulfilled your obligations.
But making him cartoonishly villainous makes the story easier to swallow. It creates distance. It lets the audience point and laugh, or scold, or feel morally superior. That kind of Scrooge is obviously not us. He is too exaggerated, too cruel, too ridiculous to be relatable. And that's comforting.
The problem is that Dickens did not write a monster. He wrote a mirror. Scrooge is unsettling precisely because people can see themselves in him, or at least see the logic of his thinking. If you turn him into a caricature, you let the people who most need to hear the story off the hook. They can say, well, "I am not that bad," and stop there.
My one friend really likes "yo mama" jokes, but she feels bad for saying them to me because my mama's dead, and lately she's been circumventing this by adding "in heaven" to them, a concept I was introduced to with zero warning via a text that said, "Yo mama's so stupid she's in heaven pre-heating the microwave."