oh, I think I'm going to have to write

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Ahahahaha, realpestilence, guess what I'm reading about now in my theatre book:

Befitting their patron deity, all the Dionysian festivals involved drinking enormous quantities of wine. AT the Anthesteria, each participating man, woman, and child began the festivities by tossing down a two-liter jug at a single sitting. Wine drinking continued throughout the three days of this festival, which also included bull sacrifices and dismemberments, the consuming of hallucinogenic mushrooms, and the ecstatic dithyrambic dance-chants, led by a group of fifty goatskin-clan, phallos-bearing priests. The dithyramb concluded with a sacred marriage ritual in which drunken women danced around the phallos, adorned with a bearded mask, after which the tribal queen was "given" to "Dionysus." Although we don't know exactly how this gift was delivered, historians believe that real sexual intercourse took place, accompanied by cheers from the rhapsodic throng.

I feel so inspired.

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And I will not start bursting with love for PC again, although oh my God, so we will leave it at that.

And Susan would most likely have distanced herself from all of her siblings, since they all "believe." (Or remember, as the case may be.) And -- in my 'verse, at least -- she doesn't have the crystal clear high def memory of Narnia that Peter does, but she didn't luck out (her sentiment) and get the blurred impressions that Lucy and Edmund did, either. She remembers, but not well -- but not badly enough she can quite convince herself it was a dream, either.