At work, whenever the big boss runs into anyone, she asks how they’re doing. My response is usually the ponderous “mmm, allright”, to which she replies “just allright”, as though I should be bouncy-stupid-happy 100% of the time.
It got me thinking of that campy song from the 70s, “Jesus is Just Allright With Me,” memories of hearing it at church as a kid, and a fictional exchange:
“Jesus is just allright with me…”
“Just Allright?”
“Umm, yeah, that’s what I said—about a dozen times, oh yeah“
Of course, that was a fictional exchange that played itself out in my head. In the real world, nobody questions what the people on-stage are saying.
James Cape 