Sunday, 20 May 2007

Leothario and Othello

While looking at the carcasses at the market today, skinned and hanging from the ceiling with their genitalia exposed twisting a bit in the breeze, I was put in mind of an acquaintance we have made since our arrival here who can be categorically placed in the Lothario genre. Skippy, aka I-spent-two-years-in-the-Doctors Without Borders as an aid, is a pleasant looking young man with an endearing manner and a charming personality. He should have USER tattooed across his forehead and possibly his genitals as a warning to all susceptible young women. Since September last, in Fez he has taken sexual and monetary advantage of several young women (albeit from what I have heard there were no complaints about the physical side of the relationships), in the process he has hurt more than one of them quite badly and taken a large sum of money without paying it back. The present state of this tale is that after having left Fez for Rabat he has found himself now in a romantic liaison with the female version of himself! Rather like watching a snake swallow its tail. One of them will come out of this with a taste of their own medicine for sure. “You pays your money, you takes your chances.” It makes one realize where the writers get the plot lines for the soap operas.


Speaking of which, I had walked down to the nearby hanut (small shop that sells small quantities of everything) and I noticed the shopkeeper and two of his male customers were gazing upwards at the television that is situated high on the wall in the corner, enraptured. I walked in and looked upwards to see what the source of this undivided attention was – an Egyptian soap opera! Which I can tell you holds their own against Puccini’s Madame Butterfly, Tosca or Shakespeare’s Othello and Desdemona for high drama. The men noticed me and there was such a scuffing of feet and a wave of “ah hmm” and general throat noises as they quickly placed their attention anywhere but on the television. I smiled at the owner and he smiled sheepishly and I swear – blushed.

22 comments:

cathouse teri said...

I just realized that there's a picture of the cat collar! That is so funny!

How is kitty now?

Love your blog. Very fun.
(I found you at Brillig's)

lady macleod said...

Yes the Cherrios cat collar, we may well patent it. M.C. is much better. he is not enjoying the current dosing with the worming medication - who of us would? Q continues to 'garlic' his face as she has been unable to find the rx meds yet. But he is running, jumping, playing and demands cuddles.

Oh thank you! I am glad you found me, please come back.

jenny said...

Sometimes those tales of "what goes around, comes around" are so rightfully poetic! Hubby is fond of saying, "you pays your money, you takes your chances!" So it was nice to see someone else repeat the sentiment.

I myself have caught Hubby lingering a little too long on girly movies and when I make my presence known, he quickly flips the channels. hmm...

lady macleod said...

Yes, heavens forbid we females catch them enjoying something with *gasp* emotions other than "kill the bastard" or "Kick damn you, kick":-)
the sweet darlings..

Thank you for coming by.

debio said...

I do envy you your 'characters' - the locals here are so shy and so trying not to offend, they almost scuttle away before me like cockroaches in a light!

lady macleod said...

debio,

That's unfortunate. I am lucky here, the people are so warm, wonderful, and funny. I shall try to send some of it your way via blogverse.

Thank you for coming by.

Brillig said...

Mmmm, I love the imagery of the snake swallowing its own tail!

And I'm absolutely loving your blog. I've spent a little time going through your posts and the photos in your sidebar. Wonderful! I'm so glad you popped in on my site today. I can see myself spending a lot of time here at yours.

lady macleod said...

Brillig

I am pleased you enjoyed the stories and photographs. Thank you for coming by, and I shall be pleased to have you again. I shall be popping over to your place I am sure.

Omega Mum said...

Skippy! The name says it all, really. And the Peace Corp? Taking the Peace Corps, more likely. Very, very good. Hope ringworm treatment turns up soon.

lady macleod said...

omega mum,

Thank you. I am glad you enjoyed the tale.

We are off on the search for ringworm salve on the morrow!

thanks for coming by.

Andres Carl Sena said...

well, they must thiink highly of you if you can make them scatter and blush. genetalia swingin' in the wind provokes a myriad of insightful juxtapositions. i am liking the writing more and more. thank you

lady macleod said...

Andres Carl Sena

Thank you so very much for the compliments. Coming from someone who writes as well as you, I appreciate that.

thank you for coming by again.

jmb said...

I love to come over here to see the photos and read a little but I forget unless you comment so then I nip over.
Today I added you to my blogroll so now I won't forget.
regards
jmb

lady macleod said...

jmb,

Thank you, I appreciate that. I enjoy your blog so much, I am glad to have you here. Thank you for coming by. I am pleased to know you will be back.

Apandi said...

I love this entry especially the opening line. carcasses, skinned, hanging, genital twisting in the winds sort of thing. But...men have emotions too you know which if we expose to you ladies will turn us into wimps muahh hah ahah.

lady macleod said...

apandi,

Now, now don't take it personally. Men are one of my favorite species. and come on - emote!

thank you for coming by.

james higham said...

Ah, those naughty soap operas [snigger, snigger].

I Beatrice said...

Why do I think of Mr Porteous when reading about your Skippy?

Even the denouement (though I shouldn't be disclosing this yet of course) is much the same!

The Good Woman said...

I particularly like your tatoo idea - health warnings are always a plan!

lady macleod said...

james,

Now be nice. thanks for coming by.


i beatrice,

ah ha! Life imitates fiction, true enough. Nice hint...
thank you for coming by.


good woman,

I have always felt that to be so - forewarned is forearmed and all that rot.

Thank you coming by.

Pamela Jeanne said...

Great juxtaposition! Enjoying the opportunity to read about the varied and fascinating experiences you're having and the people you're meeting...

lady macleod said...

Pamela Jeanne

Thank you for reading. I am so glad you enjoy it. It is never boring, but then I have never lived anywhere that was. There is always something wonderful to discover isn't there?

Thank you for coming by.