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I guess that Austen resonates for me, because it seems like the only relationship examples I ever had, growing up, were couples where one is rude and the other is silly. Austen makes comic hay of that dynamic, and I enjoy the chance to laugh at it instead of just crying. There's a whole chicken and egg question there which is interesting. Is the silly a coping mechanism for the rude, or is the rude a coping mechanism for the silly? Austen seems to think they both exist alone, and find each other somehow. Is this true? Also, am I personally a silly person or a rude one? I detect both of them in myself, at different times, and I'm not sure which one I dislike the most.
Also, I like Lydia the best. I know she's supposed to be the bad example, but she's also the one that refuses to be constrained. I wish they all had the strength to run away and get laid.
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