Month: February 2009

  • WCFQ 36d: Life Forever is not Life

    If you could live forever, would you?
    Im_A_Lil_ThyPot_257



    The quest for immortality in humanity is like the  myth of Tithonus. Eos, a Titan and dawn goddess, kidnapped Ganymede and Tithonus to be her lovers. Later Eos asked Zeus for Tithonus to be immortal but forgot to ask for eternal youth. Tithonus indeed lived forever but continued to age. Eventually, he was so old he could not even move and Eos laid him in a room alone where he babbled endlessly. In later stories, he eventually turned into a cicada, eternally living, but begging for death to overcome him.

    In the past few centuries, we have succeeded in pushing the boundaries of our mortality, doubling what was once considered the average life span of humanity. This has a lot to do with better hygiene and diet, as well as social conformity (less chance of random violence), but it is also dependent on science and medicine. More children live to adulthood and more diseases associated with age can be treated (though not entirely cured). We reach out for immortality without the benefit of agelessness.

    Some would say that we already have immortality however. Some have argued that the act of passing on one’s genetic quirks represents the only immortality that man can hope for. Not an immortality of self per se, but the continuation of the pattern of chromosomes that defines us as human. Though this argument is somewhat false as mutation and deterioration of the male genome ensures that the male conrtibutions will seldom remain true more than a few generations. Female chromosomes however can be traced back thousands of years, leading some to believe that the female genome dates from an older, stronger line than the male. Actually, the female chromosome just contains more redundancies and I don’t think this indicates anything other than a difference in evolutionary tactics between the sexes. Male chromosomes mutate faster and so can adapt faster in the face of environmental pressures. Female chromosomes are sturdier and better able to repair genetic damage caused by environmental pressures. But I’m neither a scientists nor a geneticist. What do I know?

    Others see human immortality as something that already exists in the soul. Many religions say that when the mortal and fallible body dies, the immortal and perfect soul is released to live in a place which is also perfect. Or reincarnation, another spiritual tactic of man’s search for permanence, might be seen as a kind of immortality in which the soul seeks constant renewal in rebirth on this material plane, a chance for spiritual improvement.

    Man’s search for immortality represents nothing more than his fear of death and his inability to know, with certainty, what happens when we shuffle off this mortal coil. Like Tithonus, if we could attain immortality, we might find it more of a burden than a blessing. Without the ability to die, the acquisition and worth of life might diminish. The birth rate would probably drop or the lives of children would become less valuable and even less desirable. Suicide and murder would skyrocket, if it was still possible for people to die without being resurrected in some way. In a way, if we achieved immortality, it would be the end of humanity. What defines us as human is our constant striving in life, not just for the little things like food and shelter, but for the act of creation, whether that is a physical act of procreation or the written word or other art. Without death, we would no longer strive for all the things which define living. Without death, we would be dead to life, stagnant and sterile. There would be no need to achieve anything. There would be no urgency to existence. Art and music and all things requiring a creative urge would fall away and we would live in a constant state of ennui. Depression and indifference would rule our existence.

    If I could live forever, I would not. To live forever would be to give up everything that makes me yearn to live. Regardless of my belief in reincarnation, fixing the soul to a specific body in perpetuity would be a tragedy for the entire race. In the space of time it took for the entire race to become immortal, we would cease to be defined by anything and everything which we currently hold dear and sacred. Life and living would become a worthless endeavor and the quest for new sensations and ideas would become the only rule as we became more and more jaded and bored with the act of living. There is no savor in a life without end.





    February 17th


    The Hindus believe that Kali Yuga, or the Evil Age, began on this day in the year 3102 BC. This is considered the last and most sinful of all the four ages of man and is supposed to continue for 432,000 years at which time the world will be destroyed by the goddess Kali. The cycle will then begin again with the Krita Yuga, the Golden Age of Truth.


    This is the fifth day of the Parentalia. An old proverb says, “The oven is the mother.” Fornacalia is a Roman festival of bread, ovens, and the oven goddess Fornax. In Roman mythology, she and her holy day play an important role in connection with the national bread, the Far. Fornacalia also helps plants in their coming growing season, and plants should be tended with extra care on this day. It is incidentally from this goddess and holy day that the term “bun in the oven” comes from to describe pregnancy.





  • Writers Choice Featured Questions Week 36

    five questions for this week

    unfeatured questions stolen from the featured question chatboard, dated from October of 2007

    What is your earliest memory?
    PreciousOnyx

    Is choosing not to conform conforming also?
    Omelettes

    Is today’s society designed to oppress people and cause them to want to fit into a “mold” of what they “should be?”
    i_heart_concussions

    If you could live forever, would you?
    Im_A_Lil_ThyPot_257

    Do you think teaching abstinence is outdated?
    lovepeacecalm


    Answer any one or all of these questions in the coming week. I try to mix the whimsical with the serious here, so hopefully there is at least one question here for everyone.





    February 16th


    Losar, the Tibetan New Year, is celebrated with shows, parades, and archery contests. Before Losar, the monks drive out the evil influences of the old year with a Devil Dance. Dressing in brilliant silk and huge, grotesque masks, they dance for hours until a sorcerer succeeds with a spell against the demons.




    Galileo (1520-1591) was born on this day.




    This is the fourth day of the Parentalia.





  • A public service message to bad customers…

    There have been some real sour pusses at work lately. One of the cafe barristas said this little eight year old girl asked her father to “tell the lady not to talk to her” after she asked the little monster if she wanted whipped cream on her drink. Several teachers have been in asking for paperback kids books that are only available through Scholastic and pitching fits when we tell them that Scholastic only makes them available that way to schools in the first year, not bookstores. People have been trying to return things, without a receipt, that they purchased years ago. You can see that they are used. In some cases, they have writing in the front covers. People have just been extremely impatient and arrogant for no good reason.

    Look, I’m sorry if you think your $h!7 don’t stink and that the earth revolves around your fat head because you don’t work a crap retail job like me. Chances are, I’m smarter than you, but money just means less to me. I know it doesn’t last and you can’t take it with you. I choose to work with books because I love books. I don’t love, or even like you. Chances are you work in a field that you hate just so you can worship your almight dollar. Get a life and get back to me when you qualify as a human being.

    I don’t care about the economy. It’s no excuse for rude and blatantly dishonest behavior. Grow up people. It’s only life. It’s not permanent. Keep it up and you’ll reincarnated as cockaroaches…. the hissing kind. You reap what you sew… so if all you care about is Sh!7, chances are you’ll came back as something that wallows in it.


    You’ve been warned.





    Tattoo
    the webnovel so far…

    Chapter 1: Blood is Thicker
    Chapter 1.1 in which Glory is not mindful of the store
    Chapter 1.2 in which Glory is made to do something she would really rather not
    Chapter 1.3 in which Glory thinks she might be sick
    Chapter 1.4 in which Aaron makes a mistake
    Chapter 1.5 in which Glory is made to see the error of her ways
    Chapter 1.6 in which the circle remains unbroken

    Chapter 2: A Farewell to Arms
    Chapter 2.1 in which Aaron makes another mistake
    Chapter 2.2 in which Glory reflects on her path
    Chapter 2.3 in which we learn Aaron is not really a nice boy
    Chapter 2.4 in which Glory speculates on the holiness of salt
    Chapter 2.5 in which Glory learns of the necessity for upper body strength, but makes do with  what she has
    Chapter 2.6 in which Aaron tries to make amends, but is still pretty much an ass

    Chapter 3: Small Sacrifices
    Chapter 3.1 in which Glory is spat on, twice
    Chapter 3.2 in which a cop is threatened
    Chapter 3.3 in which someone is crying
    Chapter 3.4  in which there’s more to the moon than meets the eye
    Chapter 3.5  in which Glory comes face to face with an loony environmentalist
    Chapter 3.6 in which Glory gets turned around
    Chapter 3.7 in which Glory is threatened

    Chapter 4: The Shape of Things to Come
    Chapter 4.1 in which a doctor makes his rounds
    Chapter 4.2 in which Glory is asked some awkward questions
    Chapter 4.3 in which Glory adopts a pet
    Chapter 4.4
    in which Glory gets a surprise, but decides she should not have been surprised at all
    Chapter 4.5 in which Glory explains why there are no debts where duty is concerned
    Chapter 4.6 in which a shapeshifter is an enemy to no man
    Chapter 4.7 in which Glory defends Toby’s right to make a phone call
    Chapter 4.8 in which the nose knows
    Chapter 4.9 in which good pizza is wasted on a possum
    Chapter 4.10 in which the ruse is discovered and much blood is shed
    Chapter 4.11
    in which names are dropped and there is much frustration

    Chapter 5: Of Mice and Men and Other Things
    Chapter 5.1 in which money can’t buy happiness
    Chapter 5.2 in which Glory makes herself at home
    Chapter 5.3 in which Glory indulges her passion
    Chapter 5.4 in which Gozala speaks of things stolen
    Chapter 5.5 in which there is a fungus among us
    Chapter 5.6 in which an artifact is examined





    February 15th


    The Romans honor Lupa, the She-Wolf who nursed Remus and Romulus, with the Lupercalia. The divine twins, Romulus and Remus, the founders of Rome are honored, and the god Faunus, an aspect of the god Pan, protector of agriculture and flocks and giver of oracles and the goddess Juno are also associated with the Lupercalia. Young men gather at the Lupercal, the cave where the twins were suckled by a she-wolf, and sacrifice a goat and a dog. Smearing themselves with the blood, they dress in the animals’ skins and circle the city, slapping people with pieces of goatskin. Women volunteer to be struck in order to become fertile or help ease childbirth. As part of the ceremony, the foreheads of two youths are wiped with wool dipped in milk. Then the boys laugh.



    The third day of the Parentalia is associated with Proserpina or Persephone. This is the Februum, or Purification.



    In 1521, Pope Leo X issued his order to ensure that all those convicted of witchcraft by the Inquisition would be executed.



    On the 2nd Day of Parmutit, Geb proceeds to Busiriso.





  • Valentine’s Day, the prequel

    At what better time of the year could a holiday like Valentine’s Day find a home than during spring, a time of love and flowers? A popular holiday of romance when all tokens of affection are exchanged, Valentine’s Day is one of the most obvious continuations of ancient fertility festivals.

    Confusion surrounds the exact identity of the man called Saint Valentine, for at least three Saint Valentines are mentioned in the early martyr compilations. One is described as a priest in Rome, another as a Bishop of Terni in Italy, and the last lived and died in Africa. The priest of Rome and the Bishop of Terni are often considered the same person. A priest and physician, he was killed during the persecutions under the Emperor Claudius II Gothicus. Claudius believed the reason for the dwindling number of men enlisting in his army was that Roman men did not want to leave their sweethearts or families. As a result, he canceled all marriages and engagements in Rome. Valentine continued to perform marriages in secret however and was eventually executed for defying the emperor. He was beaten to death by clubs on February 14, 269 AD, decapitated, and buried in the Roman road Via Flaminia. This was later the site of a basilica built by Pope Julius I. His matrimonial activities coupled with the traditions of Lupercalia made Saint Valentine the patron saint of lovers. Two hundred years later, Pope Gelasius marked February 14th as a celebration in honor of his martyrdom.

    In the days when Christianity was still taking control of Pagan Europe, the Roman church was in the practice of merging many Pagan holy days with its own in an effort to both convert and make conversion easier for Pagan worshipers. In this way, St Valentine’s Day was combined with the old Roman fertility festival of Lupercalia, adopting many of its traditions. While Lupercalia is observed on February 15, Pagan holidays, like many lunar based religions, begin the night before. St Valentine’s Day and Lupercalia are in many ways the same holiday.

    Lupercalia is primarily a spring festival, honoring the Roman gods Faunus and Lupercus. Faunus (like the Greek god Pan) is a god of flocks and fertility, while Lupercus protected the flock from wolfs. Lupercalia was intended to ensure the fertility and protection of flocks, fields and people, but in Rome it was also meant to honor the twin founders of their city, Remus and Romulus, who were nursed by the she-wolf Lupa as children. The Luperci priests sacrificed goats and dogs on the Palatine Hill at the Lupercal, the cave where the twins were raised by the wolf. After they had smeared wool dipped in milk and the blood of the sacrifice on the foreheads of young boys, the boys would run through the streets dressed in animal skins, laughing and wielding februa (thongs made from goat-hide). With these thongs, they would slap (februatio) women gathered in the streets, ensuring both fertility and easy child delivery. The name of the month of February came from these words, meaning “to purify.”

    As the Roman Empire spread, so too did the observation of Roman and Roman-hybrid holidays. Even after the power of Rome began to wane, Lupercalia was still celebrated by its citizens. Only the focus of the holiday changed, realigning to the more popular female deity. Juno, the goddess of women and marriage, became the deity of Lupercalia. On the eve of the festival of Lupercalia, girls placed their names in a container, possibly accompanied by love notes, to be used in a type of lottery. A boy drawing a girl’s name would seek (or was guaranteed) her favor. The two were then considered partners for the festival’s duration, sometimes for an entire year. The union often resulted in love and marriage for the young couple. In the Middle Ages, men and women drew names from a bowl to determine their Valentines. They would wear these names on their sleeves for one week, and from this tradition came the phrase “wearing your heart on your sleeve.”

    As far back as the Middle Ages, lovers would exchange or sing romantic verses at this time. It is thought the young French Duke of Orleans invented the first Valentine-like cards in the 1400s. Captured in battle and held prisoner in the Tower of London for many years, he wrote countless love poems to his wife, sixty of which remain among the royal papers kept in the British Museum. In 1537, King Henry the Eighth declared that February 14 was “Saint Valentine’s Day” by Royal Charter. By the 1700s, exchange of handcrafted greeting cards had become a common practice, and the observance grew to include Valentine gifts. In America however, Valentine’s Day did not become a tradition until around the Civil War (1861-65). Early Valentines were homemade, fashioned by hand with colored paper, watercolors, lace, ribbon, and colored inks. Miss Esther Howland is credited with developing the first commercial Valentines, reputedly earning $5,000 her first year in business, at the time a great deal of money. By the early 1900s, a card company named Norcross began to produce valentines. Hallmark owns a collection of rare antique valentines and occasionally displays them. At one point, Valentine’s Day became so popular it rivaled Christmas. This is perhaps why St Valentine’s Day was dropped from the Roman Church Calendar in 1969.

    Handmade valentines varied, but included:

    •     -Acrostic valentines: verses whose first lines spelled out a beloved’s name
    •     -Cut-out valentines: made by folding the paper several times, then cutting out a lacelike design with small, sharp, pointed scissors
    •     -Pinprick valentines: made by pricking tiny holes in a paper with a pin or needle to create the look of lace
    •     -Theorem or Poonah valentines: designs that were painted through a stencil cut in oil paper, a style that came from the Orient
    •     -Rebus valentines: verses in which tiny pictures take the place of some of the words (for example, an eye would take the place of the word “I”)
    •     -Puzzle Purse valentines: a folded puzzle to read and refold.  Among their many folds were verses that had to be read in a certain order
    •     -Fraktur valentines: had ornamental lettering in the style of  the medieval illuminated manuscripts

    Other Traditions:
    In England, children dressed as adults on Valentine’s Day and went singing from home to home. One verse they sang was:
        Good morning to you, valentine;
        Curl your locks as I do mine—
        Two before and three behind.
        Good morning to you, valentine.


    In Wales, wooden love spoons were carved and given as Valentine gifts. Hearts, keys and keyholes were favorite decorations on the spoons.

    In some countries, a young woman might receive a gift of clothing from a young man. If she kept it she was agreeing to marry him.

    Birds are also thought to choose their mates on February 14th. By watching birds, a young woman can discover what kind of man she will marry. A robin means a sailor for a husband; a sparrow means a poor man but a happy union. A gold finch represented a wealthy mate.

    In Rome, girls place five bay leaves under their pillows to dream of their future husbands or lovers.

    In Japan, Valentine’s Day ladies buy chocolate for the men. There are two kinds of chocolate : the kiri-choco for friends and acquaintances which has no romantic connotations and the hon-mei for a boy friend, lover or husband. Exactly one month later on White Day the men reciprocate, giving gifts of white chocolate to all the ladies who remembered them on Valentine’s Day.





    February 14th

    St. Valentine’s Day honors a Roman priest martyred in 270 by the Emperor Claudius for performing secret marriage ceremonies. His feast day was later tied to the pagan Roman festival Lupercalia.

    At the Lupercalia, couples are paired by lots. After drawing names, people exchange gifts and remain partners until the end of the festival. In Rome, girls place five bay leaves under their pillows to dream of their future husbands or lovers.

    Birds are also thought to choose their mates on February 14th. By watching birds, a young woman can discover what kind of man she will marry. A robin means a sailor for a husband; a sparrow means a poor man but a happy union. A gold finch represented a wealthy mate.




    Long before Valentine, this day was sacred to Sjofn, the Norse goddess of love. The archer god Vali, son of Odin, and Juno Februa, a Roman love goddess, were also honored today.




    This is the second day of the Parentalia Mania.




    In England, an arch of brambles is carried to ward off evils spirits. In Scandinavia, there is a tradition of walking labyrinths today.




  • WCFQ 35e:

    What was the best movie you’ve seen
    that made you want to be in it?

    readyfortheworld1


    It would be hard to pick just one, so here are several. I wouldn’t mind living in a reality based on Princess Bride, Legend, or Star Wars. I could be the Dread Pirate… Roberts (hey they never said is was his first name). Or I could live in the woods and frolic with the fairies. And of course, I could definitely be a Jedi. I would fit right in in the world the Xmen. Everyone who knows me thinks I’m some kind of mutant freak already. I could live in the world of Hellboy or Ghostbusters. I can definitely see myself as a serious paranormal investigator as opposed to the farce on the scifi channel. Isn’t it funny that I can take works of fiction like Hellboy and Ghostbusters more seriously than Ghosthunters or any of the other paranormal shows proliferating the airwaves right now. TV ghosthunter shows are more fake that professional wrestling. lol





    February 13th


    Beginning at noon, this is the first day of the Roman Parentalia, a part of Mania. From now to the 21st, the Romans honor their dead, especially their parents. Temples are closed and marriages are forbidden. People visit their ancestral tombs, leaving wine, milk, and flowers. The last day of the festival is Feralia.

    The Manes are good spirits of the dead. Immortal like the gods, they were honored with many private celebrations, in addition to a public and universal festival. Vesta was also honored at this time.



    Gwyl o Danu a Cernunnos, the festival of Festival of Love, honors Danu and Cernunnos. It begins at sundown and continues thru February 21st.



    The 30th day of Pamenot is the Feast of Osiris in Busiris. The Doorways of the Horizon are opened.




  • WCFQ 35 : Rebellion ABC

    Are you a prisoner of society?
    tiffany_anne_co

    Do you rebel? Do you challenge authority? Why or why not?
    i_heart_concussions

    What would you do if the world was ending?
    thekamikazepotato


    As these questions seem to more or less lead into one another,
    I figured I combine them in one post.

    In so far as we agree consciously or subconsciously to abide by society’s rules were are all made prisoner to it. The building blocks of any society are the individuals who choose to support and uphold the laws which govern that society. These laws make coexistence possible. Let’s take driving for example. When cars were first invented and made their way into society, there were no rules governing their use. There were no stop signs, lights, or rules of right of way. In so far as society was concerned, automobile drivers were given a license for chaos. Then society made rules about the use of cars and the people of society agreed to abide by them because the alternative was to be killed by irresponsible drivers.

    So they invented driver’s licenses and traffic violations and driver’s insurance. Many do without the last since it often seems to be just one more way the big guys gouge the little guys. My latest experiences not withstanding (I won’t get into my beef with Allstate and Metlife, maybe some other time), drivers insurance is a good thing in regards to serious accidents, but like any insurance company, they will try to find ways to get out of paying if they can help it. For the most part, people agree by their actions an by the act of attaining a driver’s license  to abide by traffic law. Of course, we also have people to enforce (all) the laws for those members of society who decide to rebel.

    We are prisoners of society when what we want as individuals does not coincide with what society wants as a whole. When a society gets as large as our own, it becomes difficult to even see what the whole of society might want. For the most part, the louder you or your group is and the more people you can win to your side, the most likely it is that society will be forced to follow your lead. But really it’s not so much the people you can win to your side so mauch as the people who choose to do nothing one way or the other who decide things for everyone. Refusing to make a choice is still making a choice. This is what Washington is all about, no so much governing us anymore as leading us around by our nose. And the more passive members of our society are the ones who give them this power, never realizing the power was actually their own all along. We are our own jailers.

    Most laws are good for us and for society as a whole. There are some outdated laws that should be removed from the books… like not letting pigs walk through town on a Wednesday or what have you, and there are many new laws that get passed without our awareness that we would do well to pay more attention to… laws which govern pollution at an industrial level and the maximum amount of rat feces and insect parts allowable in hotdogs. These laws are obviously not meant to protect society from anything. They are in fact made to favor big business and the acquisition of money. These are the laws that should be rebeled against. They are passed under our authority in so far as it is given to the men and women who run our country, but we do not make them accountable for such laws. We often do not even ask them what laws have been passed under their watch. We allow it and by allowing it, give it our tacit approval.

    In the end, we must decide what rules we choose to follow. If a rule is meant to protect people, then it is worth following. But laws made to protect big business from being accountable for impurities in foods and drugs and pollution levels in air, water, and earth are not worth supporting in my opinion. These are the laws I would choose to rebel against. Of course, I would also chose to rebel against the little rules that serve only to set people’s minds at ease… like where I work, you cannot have unnatural colored hair, facial piercings, or visible tattoos. Personally, I rather like the color green and wouldn’t mind having green hair… it’s the most natural color in the world. A third of the world is green. But I digress.

    A smart man knows that there are always battles to be fought, a wise man knows that no battle is won alone. I rebel in little ways, mostly in my attitude and in how I interact with others. I say things other people are typically unwilling to say or discuss. I act in a way most unbecoming of management. lol Which is not to say that I act without decorum or inapproriately. I just pick my battles (and often open my big mouth without forethought).

    As for what I would do if the world was ending… I don’t think it should be hard to guess. I’d probably break a lot of rules. I’d also leave a record for whoever or whatever comes after us so that our mistakes would hopefully not be repeated.





    February 12th


    This is a day holy to Diana (or Artemis).




    Gerald Gardner, founder of the Gardnerian Tradition, died in 1964 of heart failure.





  • The Horror Book Club Redux

    So on advisement from Broom_Service, I started an online book club at Ning called The Horror Readers Refuge. I also started the first discussion concerning Polidori’s The Vampyre and Byron’s Augustus Darvell (the story that inspired The Vampyre). I provided links to the wikis for Polidori and Byron as well as links to The Vampire and Augustus Darvell.

    Feel free to join and invite others who might be interested in discussing horror stories online. I think we’ll focus on free stories and other media offered online, but we could also discuss books of the “old fashioned” kind that you buy in a store. lol Because stories and poetry online are typically shorter than books, we could read one “real” book every month, but still discuss several online stories in the same month. For instance, the book for next month’s physical meeting of the Horror Book Club is Brian Keene’s Dark Hollow. We could use that book for discussion in the ReadersRefuge as well. But I guess we’ll decide such things as more people join.





    February 11th


    The famous apparition of Our Lady at Lourdes, an ancient shrine to the goddess, occurred today. This was the last manifestation of the goddess at this site.



    Osiris had a feast day in Abydos on the 28th day of Pamenot.




  • WCFQ 35d: The Zombie Hoards




    When you die, do you plan to be buried in a casket or be cremated?
    Do you have any reasons for this – and are there other customs/traditions
    that are to be included with your burial?

    Ezekiel36_33to36

    If I thought that anyone in my family would turn out Pagan, I’d have myself cremated and the ashes mixed with clay to make a statuette for the family to put on their altar, almost like a reliquary. I still might do something like that if any of my Pagan friends want me to hang around after I’m gone.

    But, since the first is unlikely, I’d prefer being “planted” under a tree in a burlap sack to become one with the tree. I like to think I could start a trend. The more people buried under trees, the more forest we could save… They couldn’t remove us without killing the trees and since by the time it would become an issue, we’d most likely be completely entrenched in the root system, if not subsumed by it… it’d be like environmentalists chaining themselves to trees… forever. lol But I have said it before and I’ll say it again, if I do decide to reincarnate again (which looks less and less likely all the time), I’d like to come back as a tree. If I get buried under one, I’m just hedging my bets.

    Actually, do you know why the traditions concerning burial exist… tombstones, caskets, cremation… etc? It was a way to render the body inert. Tombstones were meant to hold the dead down, caskets were meant to confine, and cremation was the ultimate means of rendering the dead inoffensive. All of them were intended to keep the dead from rising as vampires! Since I’m a vegetarian, I don’t think you need to worry about me coming back to suck your blood. It’s those obnoxious Christians, always planning for their zombie uprising (the Rapture), that you have to look out for! heh





    February 10th


    The New Year in Argunga, Nigeria is celebrated with a festival to start the fishing season. The Kebbawa tribe travel to the Sokoto River carrying large dippers and nets. Everyone jumps into the river at once in the hope that the large splash will scare fish into their nets. The largest fish receives a prize, but the overall size of the catch is also an indication of the will of the gods in the coming season.




  • Writers Choice Featured Questions Week 35

    five questions for this week

    unfeatured questions stolen from the featured question chatboard, dated from October of 2007

    Are you a prisoner of society?
    tiffany_anne_co

    Do you rebel? Do you challenge authority? Why or why not?
    i_heart_concussions

    What would you do if the world was ending?
    thekamikazepotato

    When you die, do you plan to be buried in a casket or be cremated? Do you have any reasons for this – and are there other customs/traditions that are to be included with your burial?
    Ezekiel36_33to36

    What was the best movie you’ve seen that made you want to be in it?
    readyfortheworld1


    Answer any one or all of these questions in the coming week. I try to mix the whimsical with the serious here, so hopefully there is at least one question here for everyone.





    February 9th


    As a feast day to Apollo, this day honors the increasing light of the New Year after the darkness of winter.


    Dahini Day is a Tibetan holy day.


    Eratosthenes, a Greek mathematician, philosopher, poet, astronomer, and director of the Alexandrian Library, asserted that the world was round and correctly measured the size of our world 200 hundred years before the birth of Christ. In his library was an ancient book by Aristarchus of Samos who also asserted the world was round long before such knowledge was acceptable.




  • The Horror Book club

    Try as we might, we just cannot seem to get more people to join our horror book club. Yesterday, aside from myself, my brother, and my friend, there was only one other attendee. At least it wasn’t the creepy guy who salivated when he spoke and talked too loudly of inappropriate topics despite our nearness to the Children’s section. Our book this month was Dracula. I had read it before, and I didn’t want to read it again. I thought it was a horrible book when I read it the first time, but my friend hadn’t read it before and wanted to try. Long story short, no one liked the book. lol It’s safe to say that theater and movies saved Stoker’s creation from oblivion. Without the stylings of Lugosi, Dracula and vampires would never have ascended the ladder of fashionable monsters. So in a way, I have Stoker to “thank” for the travesty that is the Twilight dynasty. That’s right. I said it. Twilight sucks. And not in a good, vampiric way. lol

    In any event, I got the opportunity to show off my knowledge of vampire and werewolf folklore and the history of Wallachia and its strange nobles. Vlad Tepes I like and respect. He had a tough job and did it well. So well that his people still revere him today. Ersabet Bathory, the Blood Countess, the true “vampire” behind Stoker’s Dracula was a really psycho though. I feel sorry for Vlad Tepes that he’s had his reputation tarnished by Stoker’s book. Not that the prince of Wallachia was a cool guy to hang around with. He was pretty much a hardcase by all accounts, but he wasn’t a vampire and most of the things said about him in his lifetime were propaganda to scare the invading Turks. Bathory was a blood bathing serial sadist with delusions of beauty (and sanity).

    So, Dracula was not such a good read (or reread as the case may be) and the meeting pretty much devolved to discussion of the various movies and who our favorite Dracula actor was. Next month will be Brian Keene’s Deep Hollow, if the book ever arrives at the store. With the new ordering mechanisms in place, it might be that they won’t send it and each member of the group will have to order their own copy. Which if the bookclub wasn’t dead before, will probably kill it.




    Tattoo
    the webnovel so far…

    Chapter 1: Blood is Thicker
    Chapter 1.1 in which Glory is not mindful of the store
    Chapter 1.2 in which Glory is made to do something she would really rather not
    Chapter 1.3 in which Glory thinks she might be sick
    Chapter 1.4 in which Aaron makes a mistake
    Chapter 1.5 in which Glory is made to see the error of her ways
    Chapter 1.6 in which the circle remains unbroken

    Chapter 2: A Farewell to Arms
    Chapter 2.1 in which Aaron makes another mistake
    Chapter 2.2 in which Glory reflects on her path
    Chapter 2.3 in which we learn Aaron is not really a nice boy
    Chapter 2.4 in which Glory speculates on the holiness of salt
    Chapter 2.5 in which Glory learns of the necessity for upper body strength, but makes do with  what she has
    Chapter 2.6 in which Aaron tries to make amends, but is still pretty much an ass

    Chapter 3: Small Sacrifices
    Chapter 3.1 in which Glory is spat on, twice
    Chapter 3.2 in which a cop is threatened
    Chapter 3.3 in which someone is crying
    Chapter 3.4  in which there’s more to the moon than meets the eye
    Chapter 3.5  in which Glory comes face to face with an loony environmentalist
    Chapter 3.6 in which Glory gets turned around
    Chapter 3.7 in which Glory is threatened

    Chapter 4: The Shape of Things to Come
    Chapter 4.1 in which a doctor makes his rounds
    Chapter 4.2 in which Glory is asked some awkward questions
    Chapter 4.3 in which Glory adopts a pet
    Chapter 4.4
    in which Glory gets a surprise, but decides she should not have been surprised at all
    Chapter 4.5 in which Glory explains why there are no debts where duty is concerned
    Chapter 4.6 in which a shapeshifter is an enemy to no man
    Chapter 4.7 in which Glory defends Toby’s right to make a phone call
    Chapter 4.8 in which the nose knows
    Chapter 4.9 in which good pizza is wasted on a possum
    Chapter 4.10 in which the ruse is discovered and much blood is shed
    Chapter 4.11
    in which names are dropped and there is much frustration

    Chapter 5: Of Mice and Men and Other Things
    Chapter 5.1 in which money can’t buy happiness
    Chapter 5.2 in which Glory makes herself at home
    Chapter 5.3 in which Glory indulges her passion
    Chapter 5.4 in which Gozala speaks of things stolen
    Chapter 5.5 in which there is a fungus among us





    February 7th
    (yesterday)


    Li Chum in China is a celebration of Spring. During a parade, some people carry small clay water buffalo (a symbol of new life), while others carry much large representations made of bamboo and colored paper. When they reach the temple, the clay figures are smashed and the paper animals burned so that the effigies carry their pleas for a prosperous season flow up to heaven.


    This is a Greek holy day dedicated to Selene.


    Thomas Aquinas died today in 1274.





    February 8th
    (today)


    The Star festival is a nighttime celebration, giving thanks to the stars influencing human fate. The master of the house offers prayers to the star that governed his birth and then lights one hundred eight small lamps on a special altar. Each son in the household also offers prayers to the star of his birth, relighting three lamps as the lamps of his father go out. The brightness of the flames dictates the outcome of the year.


    The Narvik Sun Pageant is a festival held in Norway in honor of the Sun Goddess, Sunna. The festival begins at dawn and continues until evening shadows darken the sky.