Snyder ,'Empty Places'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Nope, because Clovis holds ita in very, very high regard. He has grand hopes of her one day being head of security for the Evil Bunny Alliance.
Harumph. I ought to send a cabal of kindergarten girls after that rascally rabbit. He wouldn't last the day.
Gnyargh. I've wrestled with whether I ought to even post this, but it's something that has come up before and made me feel uncomfortable and weird and like I'm a humor-deprived hick for feeling uncomfortable and weird, and I'm sorry if this irritates people, but I think, probably, I'm going to post it anyway.
Um. Ew. I hate to even bring the subject up again, but those dildos and butt-plugs do, in fact, seriously disgust me -- and not just because they're Christian symbols; I'm pretty sure I recall hearing that they also come Buddha-flavored, and that skeeves me just as badly. I think it's because, however little we know about any of these people, most reputable historians agree that at the base of the legends and mythologies are traces of real flesh-and-blood people.
There was an actual Prince Gautama who thought a lot about how much we all suffer and how we can cope with it, and there was an actual peasant preacher in Palestine who thought that the rich ought to stop crapping on the poor and who got smacked down hard for saying it, and he had a mother whose heart broke when she had to do the worst thing in the world and bury her child.
And I know that the latter two, at least, have been used by all kinds of horrid people as excuses for actions so blasphemous they make dildos and butt-plugs seem petty in comparison; and humanity being what it is, I'm sure there have been some right Buddhist bastards as well. But still, before they got made into sock puppets for other people's agendas, they were all actual people doing the best they could in a fucked-up world, and it seems profoundly un-funny to do that to their images.
And, all that said, I don't even care if others talk about them or joke about them; it comes up once a year or so and I skip or skim or both and it's all fine. It just feels weird to have this extremely strong reaction and never say anything about it.
Yeah...they would tell him his ears look funny, world domination is weird and totally make him cry...could they stop by Washington DC first?This was about Cindy's post, not JZ's post.
Harumph. I ought to send a cabal of kindergarten girls after that rascally rabbit. He wouldn't last the day.
They would all coo over how cute and adorable he is. Remember, Orbital Mind Control Lasers.
it comes up once a year or so and I skip or skim or both and it's all fine. It just feels weird to have this extremely strong reaction and never say anything about it.JZ, thanks.
Yeah...they would tell him his ears look funny, world domination is weird and totally make him cry...could they stop by Washington DC first?Um. No. If they saw the picture of Condi that I just saw, they would be too busy crying and peeing their pants to wreak the kind of havoc that is their gift.
They would all coo over how cute and adorable he is.Exactly. The Velveteen Rabbit may be a touching childhood tale for human children, but smart bunnies ought to heed it as a cautionary tale.
Remember, Orbital Mind Control Lasers.Yeah, they're immune. They can, admittedly, be bought.
I see and appreciate your point JZ, and won't argue your Ick. I think I might feel the same if the depictions on the, er, toys were original depictions. What I mean is, if they weren't copies of the same flowy robed, white, blue eyed European idea of the dark skinned, Palestinian peasant preacher- I would feel it was a depiction of a real person. Again though, not meant to be an argument.
t snickering in chagrined evil over erika's post
note to self: hide copy of the Hustler edition of Lives of the Saints before wife gets home.
Exactly. The Velveteen Rabbit may be a touching childhood tale for human children, but smart bunnies ought to heed it as a cautionary tale.
(I am a sap. A mere *mention* of The Velveteen Rabbit makes me sniffly.)
Yeah, they're immune. They can, admittedly, be bought.
With shiny things and candy, which are some of the things the Devilbunny likes best. Along with Orbital Mind Control Lasers.