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“There it is again … a feeling that in a past life I was someone named Shirley MacLaine.”
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My ex-wife was convinced that she was a Victorian chambermaid in a past life. The jealous lady of the house pushed her out a window, and she died upon getting impaled on a fleur-de-lis finial. sigh
Why are people who claim past life experiences always some celebrity, Victorian upper crust or adjacent, or royalty? They’re never a reincarnated plumber named Sal from Hoboken NJ. I blame the Bronte sisters.
Chambermaids were not celebrities.
Good thing I separated those categories with a comma.
It has absolute potential for romantization. It’s in the vicinity of nobility. It’s not a plumber named Sal.
Do you actually fail to see it?
Hey man, if you can’t romanticize the life of a modern plumber you’re just not horny enough.
Hmmm… strong point for you, ngl.
They were absolutely the same social class as plumbers. Service to nobility provided half the jobs in a village sometimes.
Okay you just answered my question.
Check. You’re not getting it.
Again: the chambermaid’s tale has potential for classic romantization. She’s close to the noble Sir of the house, they have the affair, bro. The. Affair. And Ma’am kills her because of it.
The plumber won’t get cozy with the Lord in some nonsensical 25 cent love novel. The housemaid will. That’s why it pays off as a fantasy.
This is not about class but about some la la land fantasy.
Maybe they just don’t talk about it.