Sunday Snippet

 The second in a series of snippets from my current read Aphrodite (A Memoir of the Senses)
Last week's snippet is here.

From the Chapter

How to define an aphrodisiac? Let's say it is any substance or activity that piques amorous desire. Some have a scientific basis, but most are activated by the imagination. Cultures and individuals react to them in their own way. For thousands of years, humanity has experienced with countless possibilities in an incessant search for new stimuli, a search that led to pornography and the genesis of erotic art ancient as the dawn of millennary cave paintings. The difference between the two is a question of taste; what is erotic for one may be pornographic for another. For the Victorians, Evil was everywhere. They covered the legs of their tables to preclude bad thoughts, and a young lady was not allowed to hang a man's portrait on the walls of her room, for fear that the painting might look on as she was undressing. It didn't take much to excite those good folks.

Some aphrodisiacs function through analogy, like the vulva-shaped oyster or phallic asparagus; others by association, because they remind us of something erotic. They also work through suggestion, because they remind us of something erotic. They also work through suggestion, because we believe that when we eat the vital organ of another animal --- and in some cases, that of another human, as happens among cannibals ---we absorb their strength. In general, anything with a French name seems aphrodisiac. Serving mushrooms with garlic isn't at all the same as champignons a la Provencal, nor is ham and cheese comparable to croque-monsieur. The same criteria apply on the battlefields of love. It is a good idea to assign suggestive names to the different postures, as in the enlightened erotic manuals of Asia. It isn't necessary to remember the authentic terms; you can invent them and no one will be the wiser; delicate butterfly in somersault, swooning lotus flower in lake with ducks, and others of that ilk.  Of course, we cannot overlook therapeutic stimulants, plants, and hormones, but after testing a good number of them I believe that sensorial stimuli are more effective:  daring games, massages, shows, erotic literature and art.

February is a good time to visit a good grocery store or whole foods/gourmet market. I kept the winter blues at bay today by shopping for choice ingredients for dark chocolate mousse with roasted almonds. I also bought a used book and some French lavender soap.

Good weekend, everyone,

Pagan Sphinx

Oliver Stone on Hugo Chavez, Hugo Chavez on Hugo Chavez and Hugo Chavez on Venezuala

I am Portuguese by birth and categorically, Latina. Perhaps that's why I have always had an interest in and concern about Latin America. Particularly the long-standing U.S. aggression in that part of the continent. The thumb on the little guys down there, who are simply trying to govern their nations independent of U.S. control. Besides, I can understand Latin American Spanish better than Spaniard Spanish. ;-). I'm not quite sure why but sorry to digress.

I just reiceved this video in email from Just Foreign Policy, a group I support annually with any leftover pennies from the change jar. It's a clip from Oliver Stone's new film South of the Border and that title has just gone to the top of the list of movies I have to try to seek out very soon.

The quote I have for you below from the South of the Border is emblematic of the political values I grew up with in my family.

And perhaps this is one thing that keeps us going. The optimism, the faith, the hope. And the concrete evidence that we can change the course of history. It's possible, Oliver!

          ~ Hugo Chavez

Now watch...