Concrete reality, maybe
Wednesday, 23 February 2011
I don’t know if it’s the angle of the bright sunshine or the statue’s shape—or both—but I find this hare (not rabbit, it appears—look a the ears,* size, and body shape!) rather menacing.
Rabbits, hares, well, the hoppy critters abound in folk tales—ancient and modern.
Of course, the most legendary modern rabbit** I can think of is, hmm, Google tells me the “real” name: The Killer Rabbit of Caerbannog.
I must admit that it really wasn’t the rabbit that I found most compelling about the Killer Rabbit scene, but the bit about the Holy Hand Grenade.
From the Monty Python and the Holy Grail screenplay, quoted in WikiPee:
And the LORD spake, saying, “First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin, then shalt thou count to three, no more, no less. Three shall be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, neither count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out. Once the number three, being the third number, be reached, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thy foe, who being naughty in My sight, shall snuff it.”
Glad I spotted this beast in full sunshine…in the dark—whew!
* I’m a poet? (That’s FUUNN-EEEE!)
** Of course, there’s also Bugs Bunny, but he’s a cartoon, and not “real.”