Easy As Falling Off A Bike pt 2095

The Daily Dormouse.
(aka Bike, est. 2007)
Part 2095
by Angharad

Copyright © 2013 Angharad
All Rights Reserved.
  
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I was slightly alarmed at Danny’s description of Peter. Part of me wanted to help the kid, another part suggested I keep well away. If I’m an expert on anything, it’s dormice not PTSD. I cannot get involved except in supporting Danny and his own suffering from the attack they both had in France.

“I’m not going to end up like him, am I?” Danny asked.

“I don’t think so, why d’you ask?”

“Because I think I’d rather cut my throat than my dick.”

“Careful, you can live without a penis, you won’t if you cut your throat.”

“That wasn’t what I meant, I’d just rather die than be as screwed up as Peter. He doesn’t know what he is or what he wants to be. If he wants to be a girl he’s gonna need some serious advice.”

“A mess in a dress,” you said earlier.

“Yeah, that’s quite a good one for me, isn’t it?”

“It is, kiddo. But what did you mean?”

“He came down wearing a sun dress with shoe lace straps. Okay, he hasn’t got any tits so it hung sort of wrong, but he was wearing makeup like it was put on by a four year old. I think I could have done better and I’ve never worn it.”

“Don’t start, it’s a pain to wear, especially in hot weather.”

“Muuum,” he protested.

“I’m just advising you like a helpful parent.” I smirked which gave the joke away and he pushed me playfully.

Once we’d both stopped chuckling I asked him, “So what do we need to do with Peter?”

“How do I know? I’ll go and see him now and again but it’s not gonna be easy.”

“D’you want me to come with you?”

“No, Mum, I don’t think you can help him much and it just reminds me of what a woman should look like.”

“Aren’t his parent’s advising him?”

“I think the experts told them to humour him and they think that means let him make himself look like a total mess.”

“Did you say anything to him?”

“Yeah, I told him I thought he was a bit heavy with the makeup.”

“What did he say?”

“He told me there was plenty upstairs if I thought I could do better.”

“And did you?”

He blushed, “Did I what?”

“Do better?”

“Okay–yes I did.”

“You’ve got some mascara left on your eyelashes.”

“Oh shit, why didn’t you tell me?”

“I only just saw it. Use one of my wipes, they’re in the bathroom.”

“Thanks.” He dashed into the bathroom and came back with two red eyes, he must have scrubbed them with the remover pads.

“That looks worse.”

“What, I missed some?”

“No, you’ve made your eyes sore rubbing them.”

“Oh, yeah, okay.”

“Did he agree you knew more about makeup than he did?”

“Sort of, he offered me a dress as well.”

“Did you wear it?”

“No, I took off the makeup and we played computer games, then I came home.”

“It doesn’t sound as if he’s trying very hard to be a girl, does it?”

“He’s trying to be a freak.”

“That’s a little unkind, Dan.”

“You didn’t see him, I did.”

“Maybe I could offer him a makeover at Julie’s salon.”

“That would just encourage him, Mum.”

“But at least it would be encouraging him in reasonable practice.”

“He’s not a girl, he’s a wotsit–you know...”

“Not you know, but eunuch.”

“Yeah, one of those.”

“A castrato.”

“What’s that?”

“A boy who’s been castrated to maintain a high pitched singing voice.”

“They don’t do that, do they?”

“They used to, especially in Italy.”

“That is gross.”

“We’re talking a couple of centuries ago.”

“Why didn’t they use girls?”

“All sorts of cultural and religious reasons. Because girls menstruate they are seen as impure by some cultures, Christianity is one of them.”

“That’s stupid, how is that impure?”

“Ah, but you’re seeing things with modern eyes, which perceive men and women as equal.”

“Well yeah.”

“They didn’t. Christianity was dominated by the misogynistic Church of Rome, which undermined the original message of Jesus and his early followers, many of whom were women. I’d always thought St Paul was a woman hater but apparently not and he sent women to evangelise or advise groups of Christians all over the Mediterranean.”

“Gosh, you know lots about everything, don’t you?”

“No, I just know a bit more than you. Anyway, Rome didn’t like women, saw them as a distraction and they also feared women’s sexuality, so they condemned it and banished women from much of their ritual. Boys were thought to have purer voices than girls–they probably have sweeter ones when they’re young–so were used to sing anthems and other pieces in St Peter’s and so on. Of course boys become men, and in doing so their voices break, but if you castrate them, they don’t develop deep voices.”

“What happens to the poor castraties?”

“Castrati; one or two went on to become world famous singers and made a fortune. One came to Bath and is buried at the abbey there.”

“Cor, they had in Bath? Were the Romans there then?”

“No, this was in the eighteenth and nineteenth century, Rome was invaded by Goths and Visigoths in the fourth or fifth century. Mind you the ancient Romans would have known a bit about castration. It was done as a punishment, to provide eunuchs to guard harems and even some were taught to become diplomats because they couldn’t form their own dynasty and threaten the ruling king or emperor.”

“Of course, they couldn’t have kids, could they?”

“No, but that didn’t stop many of the castrato singers being dreadful womanisers.”

“What they went out as women?”

“No they had loads of affairs with married women.”

“But if they cut their todgers off...?”

“No they just removed their testes, not like Peter. He’s more reminiscent of the eunuchs of India or hijras.”

“Wow, you know such a lot–what do they do?”

“Traditionally they used to be considered to bring luck to public occasions like marriages, so they were hired to attend and bring good luck. Some became prostitutes, some might even have been transgendered. I don’t know, but I believe in India they are being considered as a third sex–neither male nor female.”

“That is weird.”

“I don’t understand it myself, I’m quite happy with the binary system.”

“What does that mean?”

“Just two sexes, provided I’m accepted as a member of the female group.”

“Well you are one, aren’t you?”

“Yes, thanks to legislation a few years ago, but where Peter would feature in my model I’m unsure.”

“Yeah, I can see what you mean. I still think he was an idiot to do what he did.”

“I doubt he would ever be considered an idiot, but he was clearly very disturbed when he mutilated himself. He was very lucky to survive it.”

“I dunno, Mum, I think he might have been better off not surviving it.”

I gasped at his pronouncement, possibly because I could understand why he said it.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Venanzio_Rauzzini

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