Sense of Humor, and other inconveniences...

Time wasted this weekend -- I was sent a very brief Youtube video on Facebook -- most of you have probably seen it, it's about 45 seconds of japery about a pipe organ with, allegedly, a 128' register. Some seconds spent watching the organist's hands, then a shot of the 128' "Earthquake" stop, danger sign, flashing yellow light, tremendous bass notes right on cue, and then it cuts away to some long-range shots of the demolition of vacant medium-rise apartment buildings. And that was all. Very simple joke: organ plays, buildings fall down. Huzzah!

So I posted it from my Facebook account to a number of "friends," many of them musicians, not a few of them organists or otherwise church-attached.

The next thing I knew, I had both an email message and a Facebook message from a parishioner and "friend" who had NOT received the video but had seen it listed on her newsfeed...berating me for posting anything so insensitive and frightening ... because she has a family member who lives in New York and the memories of 9/11 were so shattering etc. etc. And I must remove it forthwith.

Pause to reflect WHY so many women who try to be characters by Margaret Mitchell wind up as characters by Tennessee Williams, but never mind that now.

I finally messaged back to say, "don't know why you looked at the video as it wasn't sent to you, good to know what you don't like, won't send you anything of the sort, but doggone it I'll post what I please" -- and pointed out that the pipe-organ video had nothing in common with 9/11 except the law of gravity.

Sat back preparing to abridge the parish list by one household, but fortunately her son came home from college on the weekend, and, apprised by Ma of the brouhaha, said, "Oh for gosh sakes, Ma, you thought Babe was a violent movie, get over yourself..."

And people wonder why my blog is pseudonymous.