Archive for the ‘Holidays’ Category

January 27th

January 27, 2023

Every so often the accidents of the calendar bring together remarkably contrasting occasions. This is a day of such cognitive dissonance. Weep with me. Gasp in pleasure and delight with me.

First, today is Holocaust Remembrance Day, marking the anniversary of the liberation of Auschwitz-Birkenau, the largest Nazi death camp, in 1945, an event that serves as a symbol of the Holocaust — the Shoah — that wiped out around six million Jews (and a number of others) and caused untold suffering.

But then today is also the birthday of two people whose works have brought pleasure to millions: the astonishingly prolific composer Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart (born in 1756) and the mathematician-turned-comic-writer Charles Lutwidge Dodson, who wrote the Alice books and a number of remarkable nonsense poems under the pseudonym Lewis Carroll (born in 1832).

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Ride the wild rabbit!

January 23, 2023

(Packed with raunch of several varieties, so not suitable for kids or the sexually modest.)

A digression from one of the topics of yesterday’s posting “Moments of rebirth” — the lunar new year yesterday, the Year of the Rabbit in the Chinese calendar. Here celebrated  by this homoerotic digital image created by Vadim Temkin:


(#1) My caption: Ride the Wild Rabbit!

Aside from the smiling young hunk, the image taps two springs of raunchiness: rabbits (and their fabled sexual licentiousness — fucking like bunnies, as the idiom has it) and riding (and its similarity to insertive intercourse, to fucking). So it’s all about fucking: metonymically, in the association of rabbits with prolific breeding; and metaphorically, in the resemblance of riding to intercourse.

My caption just packages the rabbit raunchiness and the riding raunchiness together in the phrase ride the rabbit, adding the wild for a whiff of unchecked abandon, the whole thing then evoking wild pony rides, as celebrated in popular song.

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Moments of rebirth

January 22, 2023

First: a new (lunar) year starts today: the Year of the Rabbit (except in Vietnam, where it’s the Cat). In Chinese tradition, the rabbit is gentle, clever, and swift; more generally, as prolific breeders, rabbits are symbols of fertility, rebirth, and sexuality. For the occasion, some artists’ renderings of the 2023 zodiacal rabbit.

There will be a digression on the last of these, Vadim Temkin’s hunky (digital) young man astride a giant black rabbit, which will lead me (through the miracle of associative memory) to some raunchy Cheap Trick lyrics.

Then I’ll turn to the course of some spectacular afflictions that had been visited upon me for some weeks but passed away about 5 days ago, returning me to the status ante quo of a battalion of disabling afflictions — which were, while awful, familiar. With the odd effect that returning to the old familiar felt like having recovered from a sickness, like being reborn.

Now this is the dark time of the year for me emotionally: Ann Daingerfield Zwicky’s death day (in 1985) was the 17th; today is the birthday of my husband-equivalent Jacques Transue (who died in 2003); the cold makes breathing outside air painful for me; and I’m profoundly lonely.  But the sense — the illusion, really — of having been reborn has, this year, carried me through everything, made me irrationally buoyant.

Today I can do only a little bit of the program. I’ll just give you the three artists’ renderings of the zodiacal rabbit, plus my Facebook comment on the third that opened the pathway to Cheap Trick.

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S Novym Godom!

January 1, 2023

🐇 🐇 🐇 greeting the new month and the new year, with Happy New Year! greetings in Russian, on a postcard showing a polar bear and a penguin — symbols of cold polar places, hence of winter — about to shake hands on a globe:


(#1) The Soviet Visuals Facebook page identifies it merely as: “Happy New Year!” Soviet postcard, 1960 (hat tip to Dennis Lewis on 12/31)

Soviet Visuals is a FB site for the Stratonaut shop, which sells all sorts of items from, or harking back to, the Soviet period of Russian history. Alas, in two hours of searching, I couldn’t find #1 anywhere on the Stratonaut site, or anywhere else, for that matter. This is of some interest, because the imagery (the polar bear and penguin) and the apparent message (a wish for unity and amity throughout the world) would be unsurprising in an American card for the Christmas / New Year season, but looks unparalleled in a Russian context — where I can’t find any polar bears or penguins at all, and where the iconography is deeply Russocentric (in one way or another) rather than universalist.

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Out with the old, in with the new

December 31, 2022

The passage from one year to the next, as recognized in illustrations, cartoons, calendar pages, greeting cards, and the like. The conventional representation of this passage uses the figure of Baby New Year, incorporating a jumble of symbolic elements from different sources into the infant. I’ll pick out just a few of these representations that have come my way in the past few days.

But first, the raunchy stuff — turning the calendar pages in the Tom of Finland calendars, where December of one year is customarily represented by a hypersexual Santa Claus, and the new year is recognized on the cover of the next year’s calendar. (Warning: this is ToF, so not to many people’s tastes.)

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A Happy New Year

December 30, 2022

Thanks to Tim Evanson, this excellent greeting for the new year, complete with a powerful ejaculation and a cock (as suits my wayward ways):


A postcard printed in the 1910s by the Stecher Lithographic Company of Rochester NY

May the new year treat you well!

 

Down Argentine Way: the Xmas episode

December 27, 2022

This is part 1 of a Down Argentine Way posting, with three episodes: the Xmas episode (“Nothing says Merry Christmas like empanadas”), about the filled pastry, from El Sur in San Francisco; the football episode (“Wild cheers for Lionel Messi”), about Argentina’s Word Cup win; and the dream episode (“Don’t blow me up, Argentina”), about my Argentine lover Carlos, in a dream that somehow ended up with a bombing and the POP (phrasal overlap portmanteau) toadstool pigeon as a morning name on 12/24.

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For Boxing / St. Stephen’s Day

December 26, 2022

Two things: Christmas dinner the day before, with a muzzled French dessert; and seasonal decoration by a callipygian young man wearing a big grin and virtually nothing else. (Warning: racy stuff in this second section, not to everyone’s taste.)

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Santa smokes Turkish

December 25, 2022

(There will be plain talk, in street language, about sexual acts, so this posting is not for kids or the sexually modest.)

From Richard Hershberger (passed on to me by David Kathman), this 1920 magazine ad:


(#1) Hershberger’s comment: Run a Google image search on “Santa Claus cigarette” and a startling number of results pop up. This one is my favorite, as Santa clearly is taking a smoke while in the afterglow.

Things to talk about: postorgasmic afterglow; Turkish tobacco; Murad cigarettes; the ad campaign for the cigarettes by Rea Irvin; graphic artist Rea Irvin. First the sex, then the smokes — starting with the tobacco, in a chain of topics where each leads to the next.

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Lizardry

December 24, 2022


(#1) Xmas card from Tiny Bee Cards, offered on Amazon

Lizard warnings, lizzard warnings, lizards falling from the trees.

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