"I can cope with a smack in the face, or at least I should be able to after the number I have had. This one was just run-of-the-mill for me"
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There is a bruised comedy to Gough's bravado: the face-smack isn’t framed as an outrage but as routine maintenance, a familiar cost of moving through whatever rough social machinery he inhabited. The line turns pain into credential. By saying he "should be able to" cope after "the number I have had", he recasts repeated humiliation as training, as if endurance were a moral skill you earn the hard way. That small "should" is doing real work: it hints at insecurity, at the fear that one day the body (or spirit) won’t keep up with the legend of toughness.
Calling the blow "run-of-the-mill" is a second, sharper move. It minimizes the attacker and elevates the speaker, but it also normalizes violence to an unsettling degree. Whether the smack is literal or a figure for insults, betrayals, and public slights, the subtext is a life lived in a climate where being struck is imaginable, even expected. In the late 18th century, physical correction and public shaming could be woven into domestic life, schooling, and street culture; masculinity was often policed by one’s ability to absorb affronts without losing composure. Gough’s voice sounds like someone performing that composure for an audience, perhaps in a diary or letter, insisting he remains unshaken.
The intent isn’t just to report harm; it’s to manage it. He controls the narrative by downgrading the event, converting injury into proof of resilience, and quietly revealing how much damage has already been baked into his sense of normal.
Calling the blow "run-of-the-mill" is a second, sharper move. It minimizes the attacker and elevates the speaker, but it also normalizes violence to an unsettling degree. Whether the smack is literal or a figure for insults, betrayals, and public slights, the subtext is a life lived in a climate where being struck is imaginable, even expected. In the late 18th century, physical correction and public shaming could be woven into domestic life, schooling, and street culture; masculinity was often policed by one’s ability to absorb affronts without losing composure. Gough’s voice sounds like someone performing that composure for an audience, perhaps in a diary or letter, insisting he remains unshaken.
The intent isn’t just to report harm; it’s to manage it. He controls the narrative by downgrading the event, converting injury into proof of resilience, and quietly revealing how much damage has already been baked into his sense of normal.
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