"My dear doctor, I am surprised to hear you say that I am coughing very badly, as I have been practising all night"
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Curran’s line is a small detonator of social comedy: the patient treats illness like performance, and the doctor’s concern like an aesthetic review. “I am surprised to hear you say…” sets up the polite cadence of deference, only to flip it with “as I have been practising all night,” a punchline that recasts coughing as a rehearsed skill rather than a symptom. The joke isn’t just that the speaker is absurd; it’s that he’s using the language of self-improvement to deny bodily reality. If hard work produces virtue, then surely “practice” should produce better coughing too.
That’s the subtext Curran, an Irish lawyer and politician famed for courtroom wit, liked to smuggle into brief exchanges: the way respectable rhetoric can be deployed to avoid accountability. The patient’s “my dear doctor” signals intimacy and class confidence; he can afford to be charming, even when he’s sick. He also subtly indicts the doctor’s authority: if expertise is reduced to listening and judging, then the expert becomes a critic, and the sufferer becomes an actor angling for approval.
Read in Curran’s era, the line lands as satire on Enlightenment faith in perfectibility and the rising culture of “improvement” among the professional classes. The body, stubbornly ungovernable, ruins the fantasy that discipline can fix everything. Curran’s genius is compressing that critique into a single domestic gag: a cough, a compliment, and a worldview exposed.
That’s the subtext Curran, an Irish lawyer and politician famed for courtroom wit, liked to smuggle into brief exchanges: the way respectable rhetoric can be deployed to avoid accountability. The patient’s “my dear doctor” signals intimacy and class confidence; he can afford to be charming, even when he’s sick. He also subtly indicts the doctor’s authority: if expertise is reduced to listening and judging, then the expert becomes a critic, and the sufferer becomes an actor angling for approval.
Read in Curran’s era, the line lands as satire on Enlightenment faith in perfectibility and the rising culture of “improvement” among the professional classes. The body, stubbornly ungovernable, ruins the fantasy that discipline can fix everything. Curran’s genius is compressing that critique into a single domestic gag: a cough, a compliment, and a worldview exposed.
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