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3 comments:
Is this thing on?
I have never -- and I mean NEVER -- commented on a 'blog' before, and I think in my technical innocence I initially posted my comment as e-mail instead. I will henceforth paraphrase whatever it is I initially wrote then a few minutes ago....
....
"Ah, 'tis my proud old friend, Mr. 'Nyctereutes procyonoides'! Also known, less fetchily, as Mr. 'Tanuki', the old devil! I once played a game of craps with Mr. Tanuki over the fate of the Canadian Prime Minister's soul -- alas, the winner remains unknown. I cannot remember the outcome, for it was after many a giant tankard of sweet o-sake between us, in a drinking contest that lasted until the wee small hours, when he finally turned back into a pumpkin, the waitress turned back into a bunch of mice, and I turned back into a man who had quite a lot of work to do the following day. (But, just before that happened. I do remember seeing him grinning... strangely.)
Yes the Tanuki is a symbol/god/etc. of virility, fertility, and general abundance. He is also a bit of a Raven or a Manabozho -- a trickster, a drinker, a lover of earthly delights. Therefore he is the patron god of taverns and good restaurants and not a few houses of ill-repute.
The thing is -- and this is very, very Shinto -- he's a real Japanese animal. Furthermore, he's extemely cute. Here he is:
http://www.uf.a.u-tokyo.ac.jp/hokuen/gallery/tanuki.jpg
Apparently the huge testicles -- not seen in the indecently decent Suokojamin blog pictures -- are real as well; This is a >cough, please< big-balled animal. Thus, he has come to represent, well, the things he has.
Don't blame me about the Prime Minister, though. It was Tanuki's! fault!"
Yeah, I think I wrote something that was pretty close to nothing at all like that.
Good enough.
/BB\
Hey BB, thanks for the additional information. Your series of emails was quite similar. Indeed, he is very cute in real life.
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