Self-Enervation; it's consequences and treatment

Well, I was indulging in one of my favorite pastimes this morning - browsing the the collection at Making of America, thank you very much - when I came across  Doctor Eldridge's book.  And, yes, I've started reading it.  Oh!

That it is one of the most prolific causes of insanity known to the human race, is well attested by the history of hundreds that are annually admitted and provided for within the walls of our eleemosynary institutions. Out of eight hundred and sixteen cases of insanity in the New York State Lunatic Asylum, there were one hundred and seven masturbators. This ratio seems astonishingly great, but it is nevertheless true, as the fearful records afforded by other institutions, prove the alarming correctness of our statement.

No mention that the figure is closer to 100% for people outside the the walls of the eleemosynary institutions.  Substitute "bloggers", "tweeters", or "facebookers" for the M word?

Yes, I find this titillating in every way

The dorkiness of the image, madam's zeppelin breasts, the water gushing so lustily from Sir's pail, the decorous arm reaching into the room with more water, and everything and everyone so hot hot hot.

Leonato, Much Ado About Nothing, Scene 1:

...O, she is fallen
Into a pit of ink, that the wide sea
Hath drops too few to wash her clean again
And salt too little which may season give
To her foul-tainted flesh!

To say nothing of Señor!  Another fabu image from the digital collection at NYPL.

Sometimes you eat the bear, and sometimes...

These are two etchings by Charles Emile Jacque (1813-1894), now in the New York Public Library’s digital collection, acquired from the collection of Samuel Putman Avrery (1822-1904).  The images are digitized and on line at NYPL – digital IDs 1220758 and 1220759.  Officially “sujet libre”, but browsable under “sex”.

I got the Diagnosis

Finally got to see a performance of Diagnosis of a Faun (I first mentioned here) and loved it.  & we hear Good Morning America is going to air a piece on the piece (or on Greg & Tamar or on Greg) on Christmas morning.  Nyawkers, try to see it.  Three shows left.  Sex & surgery & Sibelius.

Mitch Montgommery's review in Backstage says:

In Rogoff's loose narrative, two lecturing doctors outline possible treatments for their patients. One doctor, played with stammering charm by actual doctor Donald Kollisch, must operate on an injured ballet dancer (Lucie Baker), while the other (Emily Pope-Blackman) is clearly attracted to the bizarre physiology of her unusual specimen, a 5,000-year-old faun (Mozgala). In both cases the culprit is the go-to literary symbol for weakness, the Achilles tendon: The dancer's exploded ankle has robbed her of her defining characteristic, while the same malformed muscles in the faun afford him his supernatural demeanor and allure. The mission statement couldn't be clearer: Rogoff seeks to provide new context in which to consider weakness and strength.

Whereas the NYTimes reviewer (I link not), says, "There seems to be a message lurking in “Diagnosis,” though it’s not very clear what that is. We all have weaknesses?"  Sigh.  Not very friendly. 

Choose your outlook.  (First see the piece.)

Green Porno

Everyone knows about this except me, right?

Saw this ref in Brooklyn Based:

WEDNESDAY: Birds Do It, Bees Do It
Tonight, join the ever-fabulous Isabella Rossellini at Coco66 for a screening of Green Porno, a book signing, a Q&A session, and truffle popcorn. The acclaimed actress wrote and acted in this series of short films for the Sundance Channel; each segment features Ms. Rossellini in elaborate costume explaining and reenacting the sexual proclivities of creatures from snails to starfish. The event, put together by WORD, celebrates the release of the shorts on DVD, as well as an accompanying book; $25 gets you two tickets to the event and a copy of the book, and of course the aforementioned gourmet popcorn. Date night?

and of course I popped right over to Green Porno itself, where lots of episodes are on line.  Gonna watch them all.

wishes for a fine frolic on friday...

to ye all...
via the living spectre that is Riley Dog @ Posterous,
Sotadic and Other Zones: The Cartography of Human Sexuality;
from the marvel that is Akkam's Razor,
the 50 Funniest Internet Infographics.
fyi, some content on that Coed site may be somewhat NSFW.

something for everybuddy...

and then again,
maybe not...
esteemed amigo Esteban sent link our way yesterday, knowing yourstruly likes puddin' like a mofo alongside serious bent for pulchritudinous female form, and hey, isn't this why we have such great respect for our Nipponese brethren anyway?
here be the linky goodness.

(full disclosure- NOT the same linky bit that Esteban sent ju ju, mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa - BUT ya getz da idee, no?)

next up, whilst visiting some o' our bloggos favoritos & dropping in on Roo370 aka R. Dog the Phantasm, we came across this, ahhhhhhh...
well, better you see for yourowndarnedself...

OOOOH, late arriving linky bit, via the NYT,
on yummy stuff & one's relation to same...

some miscellaneous linkage from ju ju's desktop...

long been a fan of Chronicle columnist J. Carroll who delivered this to us yesterday and revisits the topic today;
then, there's an interesting story on the topic of self control provided us via the New Yorker's Jonah Lehrer entitled Don't!;
then, ya already know we pointed ye in the direction of the Morning News in yesterday's post, and that's where we found this piece on our (well, most of us in this category these days) penchant for collecting one thing or another;
and wrapping this up, something interesting and, mmmmmmmmm, well, hard to describe going on at Clusterflock today...
tiny wee bit of clarification necessary here:
today refers to the clusterflock posts of the 14th of May

p.s. ju ju's alter id jaypea be seriously considering resurrecting l'marquis d'monquis effort, currently in hiatus. Dis be sorta inspired by dinner conversation with friend last night 'bout all the hot air currently being expended on the topic of bush cadministration's torture policies,etc. without nary a word of the School of the Americas, and no, we not gonna get started on it here, but consider yerselves forewarned...

so THAT'S the secret...

not saying that most of yourstruly's paramours have had decidedly simian characteristics (& just what would you expect would attract a big ol'ape fellah like me anyways...)
"hey, my leetle monkee-gal, howzabout a steak dinner?"

p.s. - ain't that the truth...

not ashamed to confess...

juju's been sitting down for the occasion for years now ('ceptin when in location or facility where such a thing might not be convenient nor prudent...): via the NYT, on the topic of that thing we all do, that no one ever wants to talk about,15 Minutes of Fame for Human Waste and Its Never-Ending Assembly Line;
related item espied elsewhere recently, The Three Fundamental Flaws of the Modern Toilet...

and on another topic entirely, farewell to the lass that inspired innumerable fantasies, mine as well as those of many, many others. Requiscat in Pace,
Ms Page...

Rejection @ the Flea

Composer friend Jennifer Griffith is a member of the Composer's Collaborative, and their current show is Rejection: a series of slips and falls. Happening this week. Go on, support a living composer! I dare you! The last piece of Jennifer's we saw performed was an opera based on sexual fantasies with Bill Clinton (Dream President). This was before the recent primary season, of course, back when reasonable people could have sexual fantasies with Bill.

juju must stop reading clusterflock...

else he never get any work done...

first item: let's talk about equipment;
second item: breasteses for energy independence. YAH BAYBEE !
y una cosa mas, something from the local fishwrap, news truly representative of the changing times, Oakland's De Lauer's Newsstand is Closing.

oh oh oh...
this ought to do it for today, something that seems like a pretty damned good idea...

Author's query: Triangle & a Square - Victor Kayam, Si Symms, Jim Levanthol and Lee Iaccoca

Author's query re the events leading to Lee Iaccoca's disruption of the infamous love triangle. Particularly searching for information about the photographer and photos taken outside Angelo's in Little Italy, NYC, in early June, 1974.

the mysterious Big O...

and we all know you wanna know more 'bout dat, eh Binky?

credit for the heads up on that bit of linky goodness goes to the fine minds over at Boing Boing where MUCH linky goodness abounds...

re M.Cyrus

Disney, PETA talk
W/ Lisa Simpson to make
Real meat girl w/out
Grown up sex - Groening resists
Lisa seeks Clinton support

080428 - dear diary

* The @MURAKAMI show at the Brooklyn Museum is a gas. If you don't laugh going from room to room, give yourself a good talking to. And look at all the mushrooms! The guards were having a tough time keeping people from photographing the spurters.

* Shouldn't all those Moms & Dads outraged by Annie Leibovitz and Miley Cyrus be thankful instead? I mean, if they really are upset, they don't have to buy all those items Cyrus & Disney were hawking any more. Nu?

(Why isn't it bothersome that if you turn off the audio and didn't already know, you wouldn't figure out that daughter & father are daughter & father?)