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🐅 🐅 🐅 tiger tiger tiger for ultimate April; this is Lepus Eve, that fearful moment before the rabbit hordes of May descend, in a cloud of fragrant muguets, to ravish and despoil the golden youths of spring, the band of bros, of buddies, bonding to spread their seed and alliterate aimlessly: Bunnies Bash Buds

Two images for the day: a cinematic account — Night of the Lepus — of the threatening rabbit hordes; and just one of those adorable buds at risk in this moment of peril: Dean Young. serving as the embodiment of the vulnerable golden youths of spring.

(This posting is not only a farewell to April and an anxious notice about the onset of May, but also a Pythonic MQoS assertion that I’m not dead yet, and a get-well card to Benita Bendon Campbell, the mistress, in my Facebook world, of the monthly rabbit trio.)

The rabbit hordes. From my 7/5/14 posting “Bunnies run amok”, about

the absurd monster flick Night of the Lepus:

(#1)

Night of the Lepus, also known as Rabbits, is a 1972 American science fiction horror film based on the 1964 science fiction novel The Year of the Angry Rabbit.

Released theatrically on October 4, 1972, it focuses on members of a small Arizona town who battle thousands of mutated, carnivorous killer rabbits. (Wikipedia link)

The movie belongs to the large genre of horror/suspense movies (and fiction etc.) — think of Hitchcock’s Psycho — about human evil of one kind or another, and embracing ghost stories, as well as the subgenre of monster movies (and fiction etc.), where the creepiness comes from humanity gone awry in some crucial way, and indeed to the subsubgenre of “natural horror” movies (where natural means ‘having to do with nature’):

Natural horror is a sub-genre of horror films “featuring nature running amok in the form of mutated beasts, carnivorous insects, and normally harmless animals or plants turned into cold-blooded killers.” (Wikipedia link)

A darling bud. From the Falcon Studios gay porn flick Into You (2023), the adorable twink Dean Young as one of the darling buds of May:

(#2) DY’s porn persona is as a sexually receptive and companionable young man (with a beguiling Irish accent) who also arranges situations to get what he wants — sometimes by taking charge, sometimes by handing the reins to his partner while nevertheless guiding the ride, putting the other man in charge of giving him what he wants; a great pleasure to watch, at several levels

So it would be a great shame if he were devoured by crazed rabbits.

We must seek an intervention from St. Melangell. Yes, there is a patron saint of hares and rabbits; of course there is.

[Before I go on to St. Melangell in the Welsh wilderness, I would like to point out an apparent lacuna in the calendar of saints — well, nothing is perfect — in that, though there is a patron saint of donkeys (aka asses) and a patron saint of beer (including beer in butts, that is, barrels) and a patron saint of breasts, there seems to be no patron saint of buttocks (who would also serve as the patron saint of sexual bottoms, so as someone to look over Dean Young and our ilk). I welcome suggestions as to existing saints who could could be pressed into this role. Faute de mieux, I suggest co-opting St. Arnold, the patron saint of beer and butts (it’s a metaphor, son). But then I would, wouldn’t I?

Oh dear, now I’ve gone on to wonder who the patron saint of twinks might be. Here the problem is to pick just one beautiful young man martyred in the persecution of believers in legendary times. Again, I welcome nominations.]

St. Melangell.  From Wikipedia:

Melangell (Latin: Monacella) was a Welsh hermit and abbess. She possibly lived in the 7th or 8th century, although the precise dates are uncertain. According to her hagiography, she was originally an Irish princess who fled an arranged marriage and became a consecrated virgin in the wilderness of the Kingdom of Powys.

(#3) Map of Wales showing the location of Pennant Melangell, in the county of Powys, in the northern Welsh wilds

She supernaturally protected a hare from a prince’s hunting dogs, and was granted land to found a sanctuary and convent.

Melangell’s cult has been closely centered around her 12th-century shrine at St Melangell’s Church, Pennant Melangell, which was founded at her grave.

(#4) Sketch of the rood screen at Pennant Melangell by John Ingleby, 1795 (from the Wikipedia article)

… Since the medieval period, she has been venerated as the patron saint of hares; for many centuries, her association with hares was so strong that locals would not kill a hare in the parish of Pennant Melangell.

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