Lords of Misrule
Lords of Misrule 2021 is over! My sincerest of thanks to everyone who took part; i didn’t expect a single response, let alone five of the ruddy things! Let’s hope next year is even better.
- Words of Advice from one Ræl H. Bishop
- A Saturnalia piece from one Noa S.
- Fred Fuckstone from an anonymous reader
- Walking and picking up trash will benefit you personally from one Quinn Casey
- Dancing.png from one Newt S.
“Iō Saturnalia!” So went the cry that marked the start of the eponymous classical holiday. For one glorious week, Roman society was turned on its head: slaves became masters; togas were out and ostentatious displays of colour were in; gag gifts were given; and one lucky person was elected the local King of Saturnalia. Whatever orders the King barked had to be followed, no matter how ridiculous. This tradition clung on even into the Christian middle ages as the English “lord of misrule” — a lone pagan vestige in a monotheistic world.
So, in the spirit of those winter holidays, to lighten up this frosty time of year, i thought it would be fun to let you play that role for my website. Welcome, one and all, to the first annual Marijn.uk Lords of Misrule!
If you write or put together something — absolutely anything — and email it to misrule
I would ask that you don’t submit any political polemics (we’ve had quite enough of those) or anything that would get me in legal trouble, but apart from that, anything goes. Your gran’s chocolate cake recipe? An impassioned defence of Freddy Got Fingered as an ironic masterpiece? A rant about how keyboards aren’t what they used to be? Whatever you — my lords of misrule — want.
You can submit your entries from today until the 16th of December, 2021. Have fun, and don’t be afraid to get weird with it!