If imitation is the highest form of flattery, then what are we to make of healthcare workers posing for their own Last Supper? I came across the above photo on the internet today. In atypical fashion, I’ll choose to withhold judgment and give them the benefit of the doubt that it was an actual attempt at art and not religious mockery. They certainly seem to have put in the effort to position themselves in a relatively faithful form to Da Vinci’s masterpiece, and that has to be worth some points.
But the thing that I find most curious is this sudden influx of nurses and doctors posing in trendy photos and videos. To have the time to tend to frontlines, the likes of which we haven’t seen since World War II, and then also produce such splendid imagery for our quarantined consumption….its utterly amazing. Or is it?
Practically speaking, honestly, I’m not too bothered by the photo-op. It may even be more of an attempt at recreating a scene from the 1970 movie, MASH. Yes, there was a movie before the television show, for you youngsters. And a book before that. But this all begs the question: heroic enough to portray Mohammed?
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There are a few (not very many) songs, and shows, and movies from my youth that I am nostalgic about. The trick is to never listen to or watch them again. I find that inevitably spoils the memory which, for whatever reason, is more endearing than the reality. So it is with the television show MASH. (Yes, I know the movie too. But I found the movie cynical and mean-spirited and did not care for it.) I liked the theme song as well (the instrumental version used in the television show). So I’ve never gone back to watch an episode while recalling many fine moments from the show which I enjoyed. It also helps that the show has never had a reunion, a reboot, a remake, or an update.
Well said, William. I share your preference for memory over re-visiting reality. Years and years ago, I purchased the entire first season of He-Man, Masters of the Universe. Much to my disappoint at the time, it wasn’t quite how I remembered it.
He-Man. One the pet names the Mrs. has for me is Skeletor. Don’t ask, I have an explanation.
I think the greatest memory I’ve spoiled was of an animated version of The Hobbit that came out in 1977. As a child, I adored the cartoon and had a book version of the The Hobbit with illustrations from the cartoon. I watched it once as an adult, or, rather, tried to. I did not last very long.
That should be: I have NO explanation.
Growing up, there was an old retired priest at our parish. He was the parochial vicar. More than once I called him, “Father Skeletor.” He wasn’t a Benedictine. But I seem to remember a pointed, black hood.
As a nurse, I find it a tad bit obnoxious.
Thanks for commenting, Mary.
The post was filed under “Ugly Pics” for a reason. Things like this seem always to be done with Christian-themed concepts, and hardly ever without intended agitation. But the MASH image still leaves me wondering what the healthcare workers’ source material was.