It's 1937 Barb!!! Styles change!!!View attachment 416334 My Gawwwd ... never mind the dress ... what hideous looking shoes!
Did I tell you I am going to be shot bound to the same post Mati Hari was?
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I take comfort wherever I can.
Tree
Don't let me hear anyone singing 'Always look on the bright side of life'
And a nightmare ending!
Barb awakes screaming as bullets rip through her body!
But, fear ye not....
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She was soon feeling better
well, in 1937 you could always ....
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(I thought it said, 'get a life with a camel' )
Women's liberation, 1937 style:
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View attachment 417059 Leave it to Nailus Martyrs to market a straightjacket equipped with a "pleasure" strap. Who else would ever think of that?
View attachment 417060 I was quite disappointed to learn that I would not be able to witness the annual UVM sorority rush ... due to being bound to this post 7 hours in advance of my execution. What other university forces hopeful young nubile pledges to demonstrate their eagerness for snooty social acceptance by dancing naked under the lash at a whipping post or being humiliated through public ridicule while held naked in the stocks?
View attachment 417061 I thought refusing a blindfold was a class act! Now, maybe if I make faces at the firing squad ... stick out my tongue, cross my eyes, kluck my tongue, etc. ... I can make them all miss. Ok, so it's a long shot (no pun intended). I'm getting a little desperate here. Ouch! Careful Tree. Don't bind my wrists so tightly! It's not like I am going anywhere now, is it?
View attachment 417062 Oh, for Gawds sake, Tree. I do love your manips of me, but was it really necessary to do one from THAT angle? Geeze!!! Give this poor girl a break! There goes my Midwestern modesty ... shot all to hell!
I thought you two looked marvelous with the your dresses and hair...View attachment 417152 Parallel universes (or times), that's very innovative Tree! Stop yakking at me Siss. This is a serious matter. I am in deep shit in two times at the same time. Did I just say that?
View attachment 417154 What happened to my hair!!!!
View attachment 417155 mmmmmmmmmmmmmm .... gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
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View attachment 417158 What the fuck?
View attachment 417157 Holy Shit! It's Mr. Creepy!!!
View attachment 417160 What are you all looking at? You'd walk funny if they made you step on hot coals too!!!
This is a serious matter. I am in deep shit in two times at the same time. Did I just say that?
That picture of Rosaleen sitting in the stocks raises two questions in my mind.“Barb, was this a good idea?” Siss asks.
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“How the fuck should I know? I never was shot before!” I reply.
“Can they really do this to us” Siss asks.
“I have no idea, Siss. Is it 1937 or 2016?” I reply.
“What happens in 1937?” Siss asks.
“I don’t know; I was never there!” Barb says”
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‘What year is it?’ I wonder.
Barbara Moore –I wonder if it is 2016 or In a tradition started when the College of the Virgin Martyrs as brought from the Archbishop of the Major Brampton Diocese of the island nation, the Harvest Festival always featured the freshman class of sorority sisters passing their induction into their chosen house.
Induction would feature being displayed in pillories…
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…and even being whipped when lock in!
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Others are lewdly displayed in stocks.
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The practice goes on even today though institutes call it ‘hazing’.
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The group ‘People for Ethical Lives and Treatment of Students’ even protests the event. They are a pack of fucking liberals with no respect for traditions!
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You would not believe the ribald and vulgar jokes made of the acronym of their name PELTS. Well, Tree is writing this so maybe you would!
But a new tradition was started that fateful day in September 1937. The Harvest Festival Queen would arrive in the convertible she had triumphant rode in waving to the crowd along the parade route the day before is now delivered to the far end of the killing lane where Miss Barbara Moore stands bound to the post waiting (dreading?) her execution where a whipping frame is set. She is stripped by the Director of Discipline Jane Tree and bound to receive a score of lashes!
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So while Barb and Siss await the firing squad the 2016 Harvest Festival Queen waits proudly with tumescent nipples for her score of lashes!
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Tree
She forgot she could??? Knock it off... I can't manip everything!!!That picture of Rosaleen sitting in the stocks raises two questions in my mind.
One is just "How miserly does someone have to be to cut a tomato in quarters before throwing it at her?"
The other has long puzzled me. Look at her right wrist and the size of the aperture in the stocks. I suppose the stocks had to be large enough to fit the most muscular, well-fed felon. But then surely a slender girl could have pulled her wrist free. Very untidy that, so what was the procedure to prevent it?
I didn't mean that as a criticism at all. Those are great pics, and thanks for them. But it really is a question that has nagged me. History books calmly report "he was put in the stocks," "he was condemned to stand in the stocks" but seem to suppose that one size fitted all.She forgot she could??? Knock it off... I can't manip everything!!!