that i talk about social contracts.
I've just finished watching the 17th episode of the 5th episode of House, M.D. As usual, it was funny, quirky, and altogether lol-inducing, but it's one of the very rare House episodes - actually, one of the very rare TV episodes - that inspire much thought even after watching it.
Everyone who has watched House knows that he is a jerk of a doctor, but a very good one. He is generally un-nice make him the anti-hero that is the very antidote to all the nice, kind, good-looking boys we normally see protagonisting (yes, i am verbing it) on a series.
I haven't met someone like House yet. But I would really really like to, after seeing that episode.
[SPOILER ALERT] In episode 17, House is treating a person whom they called "Phineas Gage" - of course, me being a Psychology major got a kick out of this allusion. The patient's whole personality changed - he became disinhibited. He literally spoke everything he thought about, which leads to some long-winded answers, a funny/awkward scene with Thirteen (Olivia Wilde) and a purely hilarious one with Dr. Cuddy (Lisa Edelstein), and hurt feelings. In fact, his marriage very nearly dissolved because he said things that he would normally never say to his wife, things that would belittle her self-esteem, among others.
Now, the parallel storyline was about House and Wilson's social contract. Wilson said that unlike other people's friends, House would never cheer Wilson up when Wilson experiences some sort of personal travesty (!). House is the reality check, the wake-up call, that voice in your head that insists that in reality, something's wrong when you desperately wanted to believe that everything is all right. In short, as House himself implied, he is not a hypocrite.
So that got me thinking about social contracts. This being a House, M.D. episode, the patient was all well and back to his normal (i.e. person with inhibitions) self again. But the tension was thick between him and his wife - you can almost see the cogs of the wife's head turning as her husband spoke. "Is he telling the truth? Or is he just being nice? Does he still look down on me, even if he's not saying it?"
So there. Social contracts. You can accompany me and be my friend, as long as you comfort me when I'm down, you make me feel good about myself, etc etc etc.*
I would like to imagine that my life has themes - for example, i have experienced that for one to two weeks, the theme would be angels and niceness and helping people. Weirdly, the reason they developed into a theme was because just about every single thing that happened during the week was connected to the 'theme'. I see people helping each other, I see random pieces of feathers, I see some group declaring a ceasefire.
The theme for this week is social contracts. Having just marathoned The Big Bang Theory, the mystery that is social interactions continue to baffle me. My favorite character there** has, as he say, absolutely no interest in social interactions, and truly does fail when in a social situation.
* after intense soul-searching, i am happy to note that none of the people i call my friends leech off me in this sense, and i don't befriend people just so they can share my misery.
** Sheldon Cooper, in case you weren't able to guess. :D I love him!