Article: 261333 of talk.bizarre From: email@example.com (Nathan Torkington) Newsgroups: talk.bizarre Subject: TGB 4 Date: 1 Dec 1995 10:45:33 GMT Organization: Interchangeable Antipodeans, Inc. Lines: 39 Message-ID: <firstname.lastname@example.org> X-Background-Music: The Judybats X-Category: original Status: O X-Status: July 4, 1865. It is still hot. It has not rained here since I arrived, four months ago, to study these savage people, the Dieri. From what I have been able to gather, it hasn't rained here for over three years. Each fortnight, I notice, when the moon is full and when it is but a sliver in the sky, a ritual is performed. They forbade me to observe, and won't discuss it with me, but what I've overheard leads me to believe they are running short of whatever they use at this ceremony. July 7, 1865. As the full moon grows closer, the natives become more agitated. It seems they have run out of whatever they need. Their medicine man is very distraught, though this doesn't stop him from making his rounds of the pregnant women. If anything, he seems to be visiting them more often now. Amusing anecdote: their medicine man happened into the clearing where I was relieving myself. He became very excited and insisted on watching my ablutions. I was embarrassed, and couldn't continue, which must have amused him no end as he spent the rest of the day telling his friends about it and pointing at me. July 9, 1865. Tomorrow is the full moon, and I believe I am finally to be allowed in on the ceremony. I am very excited, and the savages seem excited for me also. My approach has paid off - tomorrow will be a great day for Anthropology! -------------------- >From "The Golden Bough", by Sir James Frazer: The Dieri also imagine that the foreskins taken from lads at circumcision have a great power of producing rain. Hence the Great Council of the tribe always keeps a small stock of foreskins ready for use.