Day: July 23, 2002

  • Is guillotining the most humane form of execution?  That could depend on whether you have a love or fear of flying (dying?)...


    A particularly detailed report comes from Dr Beaurieux who, under perfect circumstances, experimented with the head of the murderer Languille, guillotined at 5:30 am on 28 June, 1905. (From A History of the Guillotine by Alister Kershaw. His source is Archives d'Anthropologie Criminelle, 1905):

    "Here, then, is what I was able to note immediately after the decapitation: the eyelids and lips of the guillotined man worked in irregularly rhythmic contractions for about five or six seconds . . . I waited for several seconds. The spasmodic movements ceased. The face relaxed, the lids half closed on the eyeballs, leaving only the white of the conjunctiva visible, exactly as in the dying whom we have occasion to see every day in the exercise of our profession, or as in those just dead.

    "It was then that I called in a strong, sharp voice: 'Languille!' I saw the eyelids slowly lift up, without any spasmodic contractions . . . Next Languille's eyes very definitely fixed themselves on mine and the pupils focused themselves . . . After several seconds, the eyelids closed again, slowly and evenly, and the head took on the same appearance as it had had before I called out.

    "It was at that point that I called out again and, once more, without any spasm, slowly, the eyelids lifted and undeniably living eyes fixed themselves on mine with perhaps even more penetration than the first time. Then there was a further closing of the eyelids, but now less complete. I attempted the effect of a third call; there was no further movement and the eyes took on the glazed look which they have in the dead.

    "I have just recounted to you with rigorous exactness what I was able to observe. The whole thing had lasted twenty-five to thirty seconds."

    ...because the first sky pilots were not the Wright brothers:


    Dr Livingstone wrote that Africans he encountered were aware that consciousness is not lost immediately. He recounts how they bent a springy sapling and tied cords from it under the ears of a man to be decapitated so that his last few moments of awareness would be of flying through the air.


    Graped-up from Thunk!

  • What’s shaking in my world?


    During lunch yesterday, I had a “ring-side seat” as I watched two men engage in bare-handed battle on the corner of a busy downtown street.  Actually, I was just walking past them as the fight erupted and I needed to make space or I would have become involved in the melee.  It seems they were locked in apparent mortal combat over a little blonde sweetie with a baby nearby who kept yelling “Stop it.  Stop it.”   As both landed hard blows to each others’ face, the fighting abruptly stopped, but not because the outcome had been decided.  Rather, both combatants happened to notice a police squad car around the corner taking a great interest in the contest.  Thereupon, both not wishing to go to jail, they hugged each other, giving high fives and jiving, pretending that it was just a playful scuffle involving benign aggression.  LOL.  As the spectacle subsided, I walked past the squad car and said to the driver, “You know, they weren’t just having fun.”  The cop just nodded in acknowledgement with a dismayed grin on his face.


    This morning I freed a captive sparrow from a stairwell in a garage by propping open the rooftop door and chasing the bird up three flights of stairs to freedom.  Then I wondered somewhat existentially: Will there someday be someone to chase me up the stairway to heaven to the precipe of my portal to freedom?!


    Last night I realized that there is a whole, though small, genre of individuals still secreted sexually away in our cultural closet.  They are so concealed and obscure that until this very moment they have not even been acknowledged with a name.  Perhaps in so naming them now, I can chase their bird up the three flights of stairs to freedom, to “outing”, too?!  They are…


    The Suisexuals : men and women who have the capability to perform oral on themselves and engage in and prefer that most intensely over anything or anybody else.  Although having some of the trappings of both masturbation and lesbian/homosexual relations, I believe that this genre is psychologically unique in reifying true narcissism at its primal core.   Like Narcissus, they have fallen in love with their own image and have no need of the fading Echoes of others for their sexual fulfillment.  Can you imagine a yoga regime or surgical intervention whose aim would be to make Suisex available on demand?!  Damn.  For the right Yogi or the right Doctor, this specialty might prove as popular and lucrative as breast implants.


    Now I need to know:  Is or is not a *tickle* the next best thing to an *orgasm* which is the next best thing to a *kiss*  ??

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