by Andrea Elizabeth
I’ve watched the last two episodes of Masterpiece Contemporary on PBS: Page Eight, and A Song of Lunch, this one sans kids. They are impressive, apathetic statements about modern morality. Intelligent, poetic, but resigned to emptiness, which I guess is the new state of virtue. Nothing lasts. All life is a shell of beauty, then decay. Once the latter happens, at least you have a memory, but better shed that too. Sigh.
Still, there is something to witnessing things done well. Hopefully it inspires one to do well too.