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Fear doesn't travel well; just as it can warp judgment, its absence can diminish memory's truth. What terrifies one generation is likely to bring only a puzzled smile to the next.
--Arthur Miller, "Why I Wrote 'The Crucible'", The New Yorker, October 21, 1996
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Suck it, haters. Feminism rocks!

Something I wrote a while back about the Irish “tour-orist” that is relevant here:
In Mexico, one admits to mortality. Tourists come for the oddity of Dia de los Muertos, but there is nothing ghoulish about celebrating life and death. Levity is part of being human too, and the irreverence shown to death itself is in no way showing irreverence to the dead. It’s death that is not to be feared, but mocked. Not the dead themselves. They, no matter the cause — gunshot or a noose — maintain their dignidad.
I don’t think this is meant as a “stupid sex trick” (though “jump your bones” is pretty funny), but just as one of those weird, unexplainable Mexican things. Here, death is just part of life… and, maybe there is sex after death. We’ll just have to wait to find out.
It looks to be a wedding cake. I wonder if some morbidly funny couple chose the Day of the Dead to be their special one.
Day of the Dead or voodoo? The tophat made me think of voodoo.
Also, is that a pink…candle at background right?
It’s a candle, all right. This is a wedding cake–I found it at Wedinator.com. They routinely feature silly things people do or wear at weddings.
I really must try to keep my mind out of the gutter.