Are you man enough?

[Bugbear]

Together with Gothic and cyberpunk elements they accomplish effect of postindustrial nomad, you know, a guy who tries to survive in post-atomic desolation; he's ripped off his clothes from a dead man, and eats radioactive honey and locusts.

Self-stylists and subcultures members uses dark, thick fabric, they wear layers (nomad omnia sua secum portat), they add fluorescent gadgets, a little bit of metal and an appropriate, often deconstructed t-shirt and viola - we look like a hybrid of John the Baptist and Mad Max.

Carobs or grasshoppers? Asks the long haired, misanthropic, Neo-Curmudgeonly hermit of the desert.

[gilmore]

The longer I live in Asia, the more Western/Euro-centric articles like this seem to be. A man wears a skirt/kilt? BFD. Although I haven't worn a kilt in almost a year (the occasion hasn't arisen), I can count on one hand the times I have worn pants. Here in Nepal there are some 40+ ethnic groups and some say over 90 languages. Men wear lunghi and dhotis as do Indian (in fact many are Indians), Tibetan men wear chubas---floor length coats--- especially in the winter, Bhutanese wear a shorter, kilt-length version year-round, Buddhist monks wear robes that have a shang tab or ankle-length skirt, Hindu holy men wear several kinds of unbifurcated garments, etc. etc.

Conformity seems more rampant in the West in its own way, where some feel their masculinity so challenged when they step outside the norm by wearing a kilt or skirt that the colors and accessories must denote machismo, according to the article. But on the other hand clothes are more of a statement of one's individuality, rather than one's ethnicity, religion, caste, or other societal identifiers. I have come to appreciate Jock's approach to the kilt more and more. It, like much Nepali dress, is received wisdom, that shows where one comes from and where one fits into the culture, rather than carving out a statement about one's uniqueness.

Forgive my rambling. It's late here. And so to bed...

[CDNSushi]

The longer I live in Asia, the more Western/Euro-centric articles like this seem to be. A man wears a skirt/kilt? BFD. Although I haven't worn a kilt in almost a year (the occasion hasn't arisen), I can count on one hand the times I have worn pants. Here in Nepal there are some 40+ ethnic groups and some say over 90 languages. Men wear lunghi and dhotis as do Indian (in fact many are Indians), Tibetan men wear chubas---floor length coats--- especially in the winter, Bhutanese wear a shorter, kilt-length version year-round, Buddhist monks wear robes that have a shang tab or ankle-length skirt, Hindu holy men wear several kinds of unbifurcated garments, etc. etc.

Conformity seems more rampant in the West in its own way, where some feel their masculinity so challenged when they step outside the norm by wearing a kilt or skirt that the colors and accessories must denote machismo, according to the article. But on the other hand clothes are more of a statement of one's individuality, rather than one's ethnicity, religion, caste, or other societal identifiers. I have come to appreciate Jock's approach to the kilt more and more. It, like much Nepali dress, is received wisdom, that shows where one comes from and where one fits into the culture, rather than carving out a statement about one's uniqueness.

Forgive my rambling. It's late here. And so to bed...

This.

[MacBean]

Carobs or grasshoppers? Asks the long haired, misanthropic, Neo-Curmudgeonly hermit of the desert.

I think Bugbear and I need to get Forum Botanist titles as we always seem to get side tracked at the merest hint of a botany break.

Many have wondered why John the Baptist went about eating locusts in the desert. Carob is also known as St.John's Bread, and the tree the fruits come from is closely related to the locust tree of the Bean family.

[Bugbear]

I think Bugbear and I need to get Forum Botanist titles as we always seem to get side tracked at the merest hint of a botany break.

Many have wondered why John the Baptist went about eating locusts in the desert. Carob is also known as St.John's Bread, and the tree the fruits come from is closely related to the locust tree of the Bean family.

Oops, did I do that... again.

Carob hulls taste a little like cocoa, the actual seeds are teeth breakers though.

I would have to look into the wild honey to see if it "means what it means."

[piperdbh]

I would have to look into the wild honey to see if it "means what it means."

If you look into wild honey, you're liable to get stung.

[Bugbear]

If you look into wild honey, you're liable to get stung.

Ehh, I'm not turning up much information on wild honey anyway. It could be... bug scrapings or something like that. I do have a little information in an Oxford book that fried grasshoppers were eaten in the Middle East, so you never know...

I suppose if we learn to eat the bugs that eat our crops, we could get even with them.

[Inchessi]

Ehh, I'm not turning up much information on wild honey anyway. It could be... bug scrapings or something like that. I do have a little information in an Oxford book that fried grasshoppers were eaten in the Middle East, so you never know...

I suppose if we learn to eat the bugs that eat our crops, we could get even with them.

Watch the movie "Hildago." One scene in the desert he eats locust.

[MacLowlife]

Mama made a sweater from the hair of a goat
get up on the stage in your camel hair coat

Who's that John , Who's that John?
A voice in the wilderness, who's that John

Livin in the wildlife, eatin lots of honey
Standin in the river, don't need no money

Who's that John, Who's that, John
A voice in the wilderness, Who's that John

Preachin to the people bout raisin from the dead
Along come his cousin with a bird on his head


Who's that, etc.

From Who's that John by (Blind) Willie Trask

available on the unreleased CD
Best Proclaim it with a Shout
by Willie Trask and the No See Ums

[McElmurry]

Carobs or grasshoppers? Asks the long haired, misanthropic, Neo-Curmudgeonly hermit of the desert.

I remember that movie. Don Johnson played the boy. I don't remember who did the voice of the dog.