For my last post of this garbage year I wanted to write you something festive. Maybe about commemoration, or compilation, or Christmas traditions of some kind. Then I logged into twitter and well lord forgive me, but it is time to go back to the old me.
You see, the first thing I was presented with as my poor tired eyes struggled to adjust to the weak light of a December morning was this:
This week I was lucky enough to be joined by Justin Hancock from BISH (where I have written before) for a discussion on the history of sexuality and how it is still playing out in the modern day, with particular reference to No Nut November.
We’re covering: ancient, medieval, and modern concepts of sexuality; the biopsychosocial approach to sex; and how to pronounce Graham Crackers. I hope you enjoy!
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This week the thing I got mad at on twitter was people’s conception about the delivery of sermons in Latin. Because I know how to have fun, that’s why. Specifically the thing that I got mad about was that one of the Quillette writers a) continues to exist, and b) was using her precious time on this mortal coil to write stupid takes like this:
Given the general state of the world, I thought today would be a good day to consider the best saint to ever have the title stripped of them, and what that means about personal religious devotion versus Church ideals in the medieval period. Yes there are some very high minded reasons why we can discuss St Guinefort, but my interest has nothing to do with that, as will soon become clear.
I was back in Prague/on my bullshit and went to go visit the site of Jerusalem – my boy Jan Milíč z Kroměříže’s fourteenth-century community of “repentant prostitutes” and preachers. In this video we talk a little about what that is all about, how sex work changed cities and cities changed sex work, and how Charles IV made Prague into one of Europe’s most important cities and a total tourist trap. Enjoy!
This week in the godforsaken wasteland that is Twitter where I hang out for some reason (?), the public has been treated to the absolute gift that is a bunch of dudes insisting that women, in their experience do not like sex. No, they do not see this as linked to their person, and it is as fucking hilarious as you are imagining. WITNESS: