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There's no better way to celebrate Guy Fawkes' Day than with a pedicure!

I went to get a pedicure today, because pedicures are awesome. If you have never gotten a pedicure, I recommend them highly. I don't get them that often, but I should, especially living here in the desert, because my feet get very dry and callused. My mom is here to babysit the kids while we go on vacation, so I was able to accompany Krys to get my feet done.

Instead of linking to various explanations about Guy Fawkes' Day, I'll just link to my post from last year, which has a bunch of links to information. I urged you to read V For Vendetta by Alan Moore and David Lloyd, which incorporates the story, but if you're a visual kind of person, you can now watch the movie, which I reviewed here and which is, in my humble opinion, a truly great movie.

What's the deal with Guy Fawkes' Day, anyway? Are they celebrating his failure, in which case they enjoy being ruled by an oppressive regime that persecutes members of a different Christian sect, or all they celebrating the noble attempt, in which case they're lauding an early terrorist who advocated killing innocent people in the name of God. If only an actual English person would stop by and illuminate us ignorant Yanks!

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Blogger Chris Black said...


We are celebrating his failure, because we put an effigy on the bonfire to burn.

Except in (funnily enough) York, where the man himslef went to school.

Lewes in the south of England has a particularly traditional NOv 5th - I went there about 25 years ago when I was a student. Bonfire Societies parade through the main street and then crowds follow behind them to their various bonfires in fields etc. The one I went to burned an effigy of the Pope. Imagaine a crowd of maybe 2000 people yelling Burn the Pope! Burn the Pope. This was all a 'bit of fun' but I didn't like it ...

6/11/06 12:32 AM  
Blogger Disintegrating Clone said...

I don't think we're really celebrating anything political anymore, though Guy Fawkes Night was originally an ugly display of Protestant supremacy. I always found it strange that in Scotland (where a nasty sectarianism still lurks in places) you would get Guy Fawkes celebrations, even though their Parliament didn't merge with the English and Welsh until 1707, 100 years after the attempted burning of Parliament.

As a child in a Catholic school in Lancashire (segregrated schooling: that's got to be a good idea, right?), I was dimly aware that there was something nasty about Guy Fawkes Night, that it was somehow aimed at "us". But it didn't stop us making up Guys and trying to blag money off strangers.

But Guy Fawkes Night is dying, simultaneously mutating into a municipal fireworks display ("Bonfire Night") and being squashed by the American commercial steamroller that is Hallowe'en. Trick or treat? Get off my property before I hose you down, you greedy blackmailers.

6/11/06 3:43 AM  
Blogger john sweet said...

Hmmmm, not much to say concerning Guy... but I did click over on your link to that Englishman and learned that I am 24% Capitalist and 76% Socialist.


6/11/06 4:59 AM  
Blogger Chris Cope said...

Yup. They burned ol' Guy at the stake for trying to blow up Parliament, but they had so much fun that they wanted to do it again. And have done now for centuries. Although, now it's mostly fireworks. In Cardiff last night it sounded like a full-on warzone.

6/11/06 9:21 AM  
Blogger Chris Black said...

Yeah. Guy Fawkes Night is really bad for pets and other animals.

6/11/06 2:08 PM  
Blogger Harvey Jerkwater said...

My family is from the Detroit area, which has its own version of Guy Fawkes Day. Kinda. Known as "Devil's Night," it's an unofficial holiday dedicated to arson. Throughout the eighties and early nineties, every October 30th brought a few hundred arsons.

(Civic campaigns centered around "would you please not burn the goddamn city down," a popular cause among city residents, has cut into the "holiday" in the last fifteen years.)

Detroit: More fun than a rusty staple in the scrotum, and almost as clean!

6/11/06 2:25 PM  
Blogger Greg said...

See, Harvey, I saw The Crow, so I know all about Devil's Night! Movies R Educational!!!

I had a rusty staple in the scrotum once. Man, it sucked.

6/11/06 3:41 PM  
Blogger Disintegrating Clone said...

*hurriedly crosses Detroit off his list of "places to see before I die"*

7/11/06 2:40 AM  

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