Mary H had interesting musical peccadilloes, too. She had a fascination going, on many fronts, with the Depeche Mode album Violator, from 1990. Martin Gore's lyrics pushed her buttons the right way. For instance, Mary H had, as few would expect, a Jesus fixation. It was personal, and did not bother to affix her to any organized religion, but Jesus, as he appeared in Renaissance art and also in literary history, always gave her pause as a figure of great substance and imaginative heft. Personal Jesus was exactly who she wanted to think about, along with whatever else could be personal for her in Biblical myth. Likewise, Mary H had a habit of slipping and sliding about what she said to who, who she promised what to, what she could fulfill and not fulfill in practice, making Policy of Truth so uncannily about her that it used to make me laugh. Mary's self-contained system of checks and balances in her life made Clean appropriate too. And the generalized ambiance of Euro around Depeche Mode was a nice one for Mary H, as a way of re-extending her heritage in that direction.
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