The phonetic “idle” is an interesting homophone. Each word has a different meaning, but the implications are similar. You can read an idyll, romanticize it, and idolize the things you imagine it to represent. For those in search of a concrete oasis, you can travel abroad to experience a truly idyllic moment, or define your own and dream forever of finding it. In Japan, they have these “A.I. Dolls”, incredibly lifelike love dolls you can rent for sex. (Clever play on words, isn’t it? That’s one, two, three, four, five meanings referenced.) Idle hands are said to be the Devil’s playground. Cars may idle, but you, as a person, should not. There are religious idols: the golden calf, the wooden cross; things that only lend more complexity to a jumble of beliefs. Then there are your own personal idols, those people you worship who never manage to live up to your vision of them. Maybe you know this, but most likely you don’t. Taken singularly, they all seem to have their respective meanings and places. But all suggest an overwhelming ability to fantastically delude ourselves.
September 13, 2011
Idles of perversity