What is the tipping point when an ideal becomes an ideology? When the very ideal of marriage becomes an idolized perception of heaven on earth? An accepted proposal with a the wedding day sometime in this future is for sure is this point of no return.
The pastoral romantics of times past depends on the weather, or more specifically the climate. The Dickens we know emerged from the industrialization of London, the dirty coal of yesteryear. So why is it making a comeback? We should know better!