While any link between the Christians’ Easter and the Anglo-Saxon goddess, Ēostre – now, often called Ostara by Neo-Pagans – may well only exists in St. Bede’s mind and writings, it’s still one of my favorite Christian-originated/Christian-appropriated holidays. How can I not love a holiday centered upon Spring and Fertility? 😆
As it’s May 1st, it’s definitely Spring. As such, here’s what I hope is a pleasant and inspirational reminder that this means both the joy found in seeing beautiful women no longer bundled up for the cold – not that there’s anything wrong with that – and that Spring represents the Earth’s return to fertility.
Time to undertake the ever-so-pleasant task of planting, Gentlemen!
Gentlemen, Remember Your Reproductive Duties
With the CDC’s report that American fertility and reproductive rates have fallen to record-lows and, at a Total Fertility Rate (TFR) of 1.76 we’re dangerously below the 2.1 TFR needed to maintain population levels, this is potentially catastrophic for our nation’s and people’s future.
So, Gentlemen – especially my fellow White men – we need to get busy fulfilling our reproductive duties. Hence, this post goes beyond the appreciation of the female form and prurience – though, as we all know, prurience is no oddity in Reflections From A Murky Pond – and is meant as both inspiration and a call to action.
America needs babies! So, gentlemen, we need to get out there and make some… a lot of them. Do it for you country!
Happy Easter! And please do remember that in its original, Pagan form Ēostre, it was and is a Spring fertility celebration. Hence, one could say that hunting for Easter eggs has a more enjoyable and adult meaning than normally used. 😉
The Easter Bunnies have come, not just to town, but to Reflections From A Murky Pond as well.
ROFLMAO And what should one do when encountering an Easter Bunny? Why, hunt for the eggs of course. Easter is, after all, a time to celebrate burgeoning fertility.
Oh, and for any Christians who might be offended by this article, feeling it to be both too irreverent and sacrilegious, I must respond that every single one of the trappings of Easter celebrations, even the holiday’s name, was stolen from European paganism, in this case the Vernal Equinox celebration of Ostara or Eostre.
Christians should, in my rarely humble opinion, eschew the Easter Bunny in favor of the Paschal Lamb.
Now, time to find an Easter Bunny and paint some eggs. 😉