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HyenaHell at 12:00AM, Feb. 23, 2017

Unless you live in one of a handful of places scattered across the globe, either still sucking on the dregs of medieval Catholicism or entrenched in the aftermath of colonialism, Carnival probably means jack shit to you. Or maybe it does, but it's likely not an entity in and of itself, a swirling vortex of chaos and disorder that obscures both time and space and encompasses every facet of your existence for the better part of a month, until you have no choice but to be sucked into its belly, tossed about like flotsam until it's time to smear ashes on your forehead, abstain from self-indulgence, and reflect on the nature of mortality and suffering. Or, you know, fly back to whatever no name, no fun town ya came from with the hangover of the century and a suitcase full of grimy plastic, and maybe a hazy memory of some illicit activity you hope don't wind up on one of them reality TV shows or viral videos or your mom's Facebook feed.

Anyhow. Right now in my little world, it's about the exact moment where one realizes their impotence against the yawning maw of the Mardi Gras void and surrenders one's bodily and psychological autonomy, to be swallowed by the rising tide of revelry. And by “one”, I mean me. I'm that guy. And I ain't gonna try to put together an involved post about comics on account of in about an hour I'll lose reliable cell and internet service until right about the time that it's time to do this again. See, it ain't just businesses and government offices and roads and ideas of dignity and self-respect that get shut the hell down during Carnival. Everything shuts down. Everything stops. It's join or die- well, maybe not die, but definitely crawl into a hole and pray hard that it doesn't find you. Oh, but it'll find you. You can't escape the Mardi Gras.

Well, sure, but what does that have to do with comics? Is this some kind of metaphor? Not a damn thing, and no. This is the dang Mardi Gras, I thought I done told you!

On that note, I'll see y'all next week with something or another!



PaulEberhardt at 2:57PM, Feb. 25, 2017

Besides, why would anyone need a reason for paryting anyway?

PaulEberhardt at 2:56PM, Feb. 25, 2017

Hehe... Just this week I helped teach British kids about the Cologne carnival in their German lesson. As I'm from one of those staunchly Protestant part of Germany where carnival has never ever been part of the local tradition, I learned one or two things myself in the process. It seems my home town is kind of catching up on it though: @bravo: Since Puritanism has never really played a role in our parts, it may just be that everyone just gets so drunk that the two days before Ash Wednesday totally disappear from memory each year. ;)

bravo1102 at 10:53AM, Feb. 24, 2017

Orthodox Christians don't need an excuse to let loose. Lent means no meat and we don't eat it on Friday either. But you don't make liquor from meat. Man does not live by bread alone, let us discuss the wonders of fermented beverages. AND of course it was Protestants who came up with the whole idea of total abstention without even the release of Carnival. As Nathaniel Hawthorne said a Puritan is someone terrified by the prospect that someone, somewhere is having fun.

KimLuster at 5:03AM, Feb. 24, 2017

Join or Die eh? I choose... Paaaarrrrrrttaaaayyyy!!!

ozoneocean at 12:55AM, Feb. 24, 2017

I think heavy Catholicism is sort of an essential prerequisite to carnival... without that you just don't have one. :(

ozoneocean at 12:54AM, Feb. 24, 2017

Ah, I wish I was there to see it!!

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