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Fact and fantasy in Cloggo's Bloggo

 
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Dear Readers

In spite of what Uncle Cloggo implies about “his” Kahlila in that delightful story, the facts are these:

She had a traumatic experience of whalebones early in life, which unfortunately I can’t elaborate on, as it would embarrass someone very close.
You will just have to take me at my word that that, combined with a rebellion against the straights in general, made her pretty much anti-underwear in general.

Take no notice when he starts on one of his rants about feminism and femininity (a word that makes her puke)!

You have to try and see it from where our beloved Cloggo is coming from.
Women’s Lib never reached that part of Yorkshire, bless him, and he’s still not heard of Germaine Greer.
Not that he needed to — women rule the roost there by sheer force of personality and never WERE very feminine.
They never had time, and were at pains to not be like the city folks in London and Manchester who had designs on themselves, and a lot more money.

So I think we can safely say Maris Piper, Kinky Korsets, Morgana and the Redhead Appreciation Society are all a part of a very rich and beguiling fantasy life, and surmise too that most of the men of RV are pussy-whipped.

Take these well-known local identities:

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The token male looks positively gay!
Not that there’s anything wrong with that.


Now when Kahlila arrived there with a case full of trouser suits, pants suits, hot pants, split skirts and wet-look dresses, of course there was a stir!
While only a minor head-turner in her native Invercargill New Zealand, she was an instant celebrity in west Yorkshire and the story obviously went round that she had superpowers: she could fly, she could find her way in and out of forbidden buildings and through walls; she could see life from the advantage point of 2010 — 40 years into the future!

So read Cloggo with a grain of salt handy and file his wonderful stories under FICTION — of the fantasy genre but w/o the flowing waterfalls, moonlit nights etc.

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They are so old-world and inward-looking in Royston Vasey that they thought when they first saw K that she must have been from London or New York.
It is a mark of how good-natured they are though that they treated her as a VIP from the start, as if she came not just from a metropolitan area but another planet (Venus).
That she flew in from Venus, in fact!

And how could she not love them for being so guileless?

It is a mark of Cloggo’s love that he adores her even though she refuses to conform, while other girls tumble and stumble at his feet indulging his fantasies and competing for his attention to no real avail.

And I love him too as if he were a real person, even though he keeps trying to groom a past version of me for his blog, in ridiculously constricting outfits like this:

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