Ouch! Easter Hurts

So, I guess i have to add Easter to the list of wacky traditions here in the CZ. I know what you are thinking: What could possibly be wackier than a giant rabbit bearing chocolates in his own likeness? What could be stranger than celebrating Jesus rising from the grave by hiding decorated eggs and going to Reno on a bus full of drag queens? Oh, wait. I think that last one is just me. But you get the point. Holiday celebrations tend not to make sense.

And Prague is no different. If you recall, at Christmas little baby Jesus brings the presents. Well, at Easter the Czech people get a little mid-evil on your ass. Literally if you happen to be a woman. When I asked a class about Easter traditions i was told that theirs might be a little more “brutal” than in America.

See, they have these things called pomlazka. They are young, live pussy willow twigs.The Czechs believe that they bring health and youth to anyone who is whipped with them. That’s right, whipped. Oh, and anyone means a woman. It has been used for centuries by boys who go door to door on Easter Monday and whip girls on the legs or ass. The girls are so thankful to be beat with the twig that they give the boy some candy as a thank you. Older boys (called “men”) still do this with a shot of alcohol as their reward. It’s a total S&M tradition. The submissive woman is beat and thanks the abuser.

The women here love it! They thinks its cute! My friend Joel could make a killing marketing these things here. Anyway…needless to say, I can’t wait for Easter.

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3 thoughts on “Ouch! Easter Hurts

  1. What the heck does that have to do with little 8 pound 6 ounce newborn baby Jesus?Sounds like you’re home Alicia, HA!

  2. that is awesome! and to think people got all up in arms about that < HREF="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_P._Fay" REL="nofollow">kid in Singapore<>. Spare the rod, spoil my Easter.

  3. Look my grandmother would tell me to go out the back yard and pick out my own switch for a good old fashioned Kentucky whippin’ and I turned out fine…I’m fine…I’M JUST FINE!

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