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“Blah blah blah I think women belong in the household blah blah blah”

thank fuck thats over

As the intellectual tirade against modern flourishes that a theatre would bring to Geneva draws to a close, Rousseau starts to resemble a befuddled old man longing for the supposedly simple life. One can imagine him shuffling along the carriage-less streets, recalling his countrymen carousing in public spaces while dreaming of chaste debutante-ish balls for beautiful young couples as the city refuses its development.

The seemingly sensible arguments put first: theatres require an infrastructure Geneva is not prepared for, morals like such roadways and clothing shops are not a reality in such a small town. The immorality of actors and actresses in the same building is mildly dubious, but something snaps in Rousseau’s reasoning and he suddenly get very defensive over tobacco and booze-filled men’s clubs with ironical allowed vices.