Lady Whistledown Newspaper
8th May 8, 2022
Dear Reader, we must agree on how exquisite and fascinating it was to pull off a TV production set in the regency era in a technologically advanced time such as the 21st century. Such exponentially different times! Is it not? It must be a beautiful coincidence then that the songs of recent times fit perfectly into their scenes, as seen in the ball dances. One can say then that of all matters of man, the nature of love and art remains the same, ever thrilling and overwhelming. Although in recent times love seems not to be an exception, finding true love is, and it has come to this writer’s notice how transactional relationships and proximity-bound friendships are mistaken for love. Of course this author does not intend to scorn anybody for their beliefs and practices when it comes to such matters, no one knows what true love feels like until they have felt it, and so anyone might as well mistake any feeling of tenderness as love. Might I add that art has retained its essence irrespective of time difference, although of course many Anthonys of our time still mistake poetry for flirtatious words written for the sole purpose of deceit, but the few Benedicts are quite aware it is the exact opposite.
What sort of writer shall I be if I fail to acknowledge how many Anthonys out there have become slaves to their duties, imprisoning any feeling of happiness just so to fulfill duties and certain expectations. Do not misunderstand my words, duty indeed maintains order, I just think, we must define the clear line between duty and love, ‘love is not a role to be fulfilled’, it is one thing to have duties, it is another to love them. A man that does things just to fulfill all righteousness will only make a pitiful sight to behold, an empty soul with manual to live by. Matters of duties and expectations haven’t much changed since Julia Quinn put her pen to work long ago, in recent times every man is only worth as much as the duties he can fulfill, like duties make up the entirety of a man.
‘What does one feel in a Bridgerton’; well, the matter of what each Bridgerton of today feels, is for each to answer but we can agree that what they possess doesn’t differ irrespective of the era. Every Bridgerton surely possesses cultural capital; wealth, status, and respect. Benedict displayed how well every Bridgerton is able irrespective of whether they truly are, whether that is tragic or not is not for this writer to decide. But I must say it is indeed not a fair race if some begin at the middle of the tracks while others at the starting point.
Now most esteemed reader, what type an author shall I be if I leave out my most relatable character? While Eloise is an exception in the past society, it is slowly becoming a norm in recent times considering we now have a less gender biased society and ideologies such as feminism, which I must say appears to be inaccurate and biased, acts as a living prove of the changes that have occurred over time. That the character of Eloise managed to be different in a society that underrated women shows that man need not to succumb to societal expectations that appears rather disrespectful to one’s being. Furthermore, that one doesn’t succumb to societal rules doesn’t make one less worthy, often times there is more to a person than the societal norms and rules, ‘should a woman not be valued for so much more than her dancing skills or her comportment?’
I need not to write on the difference between Lady Whistledown and this writer considering times have changed. But I must acknowledge that the concept of writing remains the same, ever subjective as seen in Eloise’s reservations for Lady Whistledown’s writing. While I lend the latter’s form of writing, I must state that I am more of a Eloise as I share in her reservations, But writing is indeed a form of expression, and we can’t fault the pen for how one feels, and on this note I rest my pen.
