Ancestors Proud of Soft Life

My ancestors, watching me dump an entire stick of cinnamon, two cloves, an allspice berry, and a generous grating of nutmeg into my tea, sweetened with white sugar and loaded with cream, while I sit in my clean warm house surrounded by books, 25+ outfits for different occasions, and 6 pairs of shoes, in a building heated so well I have the windows open in mid-autumn: Our daughter prospers. We are proud of her. She has never labored in a field but knows riches we could not have imagined. I like this so much better than the idea that our ancestors would be embarrassed or ashamed of us for being “soft” or some crap like that. My ancestors, watching me stuff my face with fried chicken while studying: She eats like an imperial concubine and can afford to study like an imperial scholar. WE MADE IT

A series of social media posts jokes about ancestors proudly watching their descendants enjoy comforts that would have been unimaginable to them: spiced tea with cream, a warm house, books, clothes, shoes, and fried chicken while studying. The punchline reframes modern “softness” and privilege as proof that previous generations’ hardships paid off, with the final post parodying an imperial family celebrating a prosperous descendant. EN: A series of social media posts jokes about ancestors proudly watching their descendants enjoy comforts that would have been unimaginable to them: spiced tea with cream, a warm house, books, clothes, shoes, and fried chicken while studying. The punchline reframes modern “softness” and privilege as proof that previous generations’ hardships paid off, with the final post parodying an imperial family celebrating a prosperous descendant.

• @rzeczyzabawne / 4599 2022-12-23