Tuesday, January 03, 2006

Flora

Flora

Flora (2003)

Now here's someone the Dobson's and his like-minded fundie familiars will find worse than SpongeBob. From Blessed Bee:

Flora: The Roman Goddess of Spring. "The Flourishing One," annually honored at the May Day festival called Floralia. Flora was "a Lady of Pleasure," but she was a prominent and important deity in Roman paganism. Some say her name was the secret soul-name of Rome itself.

St. Augustine and other fathers of the church abominated Flora and her festival, which they said was a licentious orgy of nude dancing and promiscuous behavior.

To the Celts, May Eve was known as Beltain or Beltane. The Teutons called this celebration Walpurgisnacht, and to the Romans it was Floralia. The Goddess Flora, Maj, May, Maia, or The Maiden was the reigning Queen. The festival celebrated her virgin or "flower" aspect, thus the promise of fruit to come. It was the time to wear green in honor of the Earth's beautiful, new, green mantle. A time for sexual license, symbolizing nature's fertilization. A time when marriage bonds were temporarily forgotten and sexual freedom prevailed in rural districts all the way up to the 16th Century.

Because of the seemingly ineradicable sexual license of the May rituals, and their well-remembered pagan connotations, churchmen viewed May Eve as a major sabbat of witches.

We say, erect that Maypole...

I'm not sure our Supreme Court selected elected, BushCo-sanctioned moral warriors want you erecting anything to this woman:

Is that a Maypole in your pocket or...

I challenge Courtney Love to a cage match.

[Flora (1730s) by Rosalba Carriera]

No, I think these moral values are closer to what our War-on-Christmas crusaders have in mind:

And get that flower vase outta here ASAP...

The statues have been undraped since Ashcroft's departure. But will Gonzales insist they be tortured?

[Cartoon by R. J. Matson]

Yes, we'll tighten the screws on that mental chastity belt in that faith-based abstinence class, but nothing fertilizes fundie frenzy like a good round robin of torturing. Just swap your maypole for a cross, buy some custom-made nail bling, pass the popcorn, and...

The Romans found the Geneva Conventions rather quaint.

The whips sound better in Surround Sound...

But despair not, retro Walpurgisnacht lovers. Sexual freedom still prevails in American rural districts. And you can always catch the new improved Flora slinking around web shrines and busting out on DVD in your local sacristy of values Wal-Mart:

I think something bounced up into my undercarriage.

I'll erect your yee-haa!!

A Flora fit for The Book of Virtues. A goddess to gather around the still for. The secret soul-name of rednecks themselves.

4 comments:

Neil Shakespeare said...

Hey man, you're givin' me Goddess Envy! That Web Gallery of Art is the greatest, ain't it? I just adore that place.

cruelanimal said...

Just as long as you're not having your penis stretched nightly by goddess aliens like that guy in the previous post.

Yeah, I love hanging out in the Web Gallery of Art.

cruelanimal said...

But, aha, I now see by your previous comment that you admit to engaging in some ET willy isometrics. Now I know where you get the creative energy for your blogging.

But I admit the alien massage sounds more fun than ginko biloba.

Blogenfreude said...

I'd let her drag me behind her pickup truck anytime!

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