How the Liminoid Wins!
Once it goes commercial you have to create something else.
We should all contribute at least one word to a book with an agreed upon premise then turn the tables on readers when they have to slog through acquiring hundreds of signatures.
As a cosplayer I love to just show up to random events in costume. This weekend I think Chewbacca is going to take over a Salvation Army Bell Ringers bucket or maybe Bane.
From around 2010-14 I had a circle of friends that held a Santa pub crawl every Christmas in downtown Toronto. I remember walking past a mother and her son, maybe 7 years old, and the Kid whined "They don't look like Sanna!". The visibly irate mother spat out "those are just Santa's helpers". Another time we walked past what I think was a Japanese tourist enjoying a cigarette in front of his hotel and as luck would have it he was equipped with his giant telescopic lensed camera. His eyes lit up when he saw us file by and he gleefully started snapping away. Funny how one person loves what you're doing and another is irked by it. Good times.
It’s a shame that the liminoid, Dionysian ritual that the characters perform in ‘The Secret History’ didn’t catch on and become a big thing. Yeah, people may be out of their minds running round in bedsheet togas, humping and hitting anything that moves, but what the hell -- could be fun.
SantaCon has become a scourge (aka drunken frat-bro vomit-fest) here in NYC, to the point where some bars explicitly forbid them entry. Last year I saw a sign on a bar that said, "Not today, Santa!" I have to admit that made me laugh.
Years and years go, thanks to a louzy job the city power maintenancepeople did, once every 2 or 3 months, there was a huge power outage. For a year I think, everyone got used to it to a point, it became if I should say a temporary liminal event? For us kids, That an in between event for us. Prior, just normal kids goofing around but, during the power cut, that was our moment to supply ourselves with water bombs, and turn the tables on randoms walking the streets, stores, shops etc, and also have a civil war with the next door neighborhood.
One time I splashed a grown woman, all wet, hair and makeup ruined which means her day too. Minutes later, back home, as I walk into the living room, I find that woman sitting with my mother, she was actually visiting. We had eye contact and she somehow recognised me in an instant. That was so embarassing. But because of the circumstances I got away with it.
Years later, much older, moved to another neighborhood. Another outage happened, and kids from different neighbs were having a similar war. Can I say, power outage is somewhat halloween-like temporary event where time freezes, due to the dark everyone becomes mostly unrecognisable, and in a way alike and not exempt from a water splash, people perceived to be less powerful get to do what they want, while not fearing consequences? The world without internet, video games and endless movie channels had its great moments too.
Where is the new cacophony society? Who are the anarchists brewing new public pranks? I don’t mean to bark up the wrong tree and ask for the location of the nearest fight club… I mean to ask if we still have this communally structured disobedience and public flare. AT ALL.
I think its happening online. I think being a wacky yet profitable online creative is enough of a rebellion for this generation. 🤷♂️
"Here it seems that some Santas are more equal than other Santas."
... no words ☹
How about this, all the dudes cover themselves in crunchy peanut butter and run down a main street in only their best tropical print shorts, yelling, "I'm a nut butter bro!" Think it'll catch on? Will it take over the world?? Women can join too, absolutely. "I'm a nut butter babe."
Thank you for sharing this with us. For sharing all of these things that mean a lot to us.
Orientation week at university (Frosh for some?) was still like this before social media, and when the internet took a long time to load pictures.
There were upsides to this, more freedom. More problems as well.
I still remember walking across campus with my roommate and seeing all of these clubs trying to recruit.
And we laughed so hard at the hostile displays from the clubs for the Communist Party of Canada, and the Marxist-Leninist Party.
Hilarious how people who claimed to want an egalitarian economy couldn’t get together and work out their differences.
I suspect both groups would have been banned on US campuses...
I might stop seeking to sell people on Adjustment Day. If people noticed it, we are guessing you might receive some nasty vodka drinking attentions from the first person shooter crew. This was a good one, but I need to reread to find how the liminoid wins. By moving on? To the next? Unlabled human head scratching behavior?