mardi, août 26, 2008



Watbethup, homeskilletes? Yt is I, Thomas Favent, the lovelokest bloke on the blokke, bringinge yow hot and up to date content that shal provyde extra value in yower fast-paced web II.0 lyves. Ich am certayn that many of the rederes of this hippe (and loial) blog are the kynde of folk who wolde come from every shires ende unto the festival of Blazinge Fellow. Talk about hot - this oon ys a scorcher.

Blazinge Fellowe doth take place in the moneth of August, begynning on the feest of the moost Blessid Bartholomewe the Apostel and rokking on for several dayes until its awesome and radical conclusion: the applicacioun of flaymes to the Fellow. At first celebrated by a gatheringe of hip and hard-lyne bishops led by Henri “Defensor” Despenser of Norwich, Blazinge Fellowe hath nowe grown into a gret gatheringe that attracteth Ms and Ms of participants.

What is Blazinge Fellow?

In the dayes of the celebracioun of Blazinge Fellow, many peple come togedir to express their joye and devocioun to the institutional Church and the law-makinge State in fantastic maner. Thei weare costumes from beyond yower imaginacioun. Forget friares in brown robes or blakke robes – haue ye gentils evir seen ORANGE ROBES? PAISLEYE? Yower mynde will be blown. And the throngs! Sondry folk, clerkes, bishopes, fanatic laypeple, summoners, deacons, cellarers, abbots, venture capitalists, and novyces all gather in a gret hoost to make art and to set fyre to the Fellow. Thes “Blazeres” consume gret quantitees of wyne both white and red and do sniff of balm and yet staye within the boundes of temperance, for it ys all done wyth the approval of the Archbishop.

Where is Blazinge Fellow held?

Blazinge Fellow is held in Smithfield or, as yclept by Blazeres, "The Feeld.” The wethir on the Feeld oft presenteth gret discomfort and inconvenience to Blazeres, as yt can be slightli humid and also rayne and eek hayle are nat unheard of. When stayinge in the feeld, yt is best to bring an umbrella and a smal tent, thogh many folke develop elaborate paviliouns the which do surpass the beautee of the pavilions of Sarrasens and even Fayerye ytself, and yet staye within the boundes of humilitee, for it ys all done wyth the approval of the Archbishop.

What kinds of Public Art are There?

Draconian enforsment of orthodoxie is nothing without sum interestinge public art. Blazeres organise yeerly into “theme cloisters” to yive beautee unto the Feeld and to distribute beverages and balm. Each theme cloister is devoted to a different aspect of ower deep and orthodox devocioun to the Institutional Church. Sum theme cloisters celebrate the virtues: Chastitee Cloister yiveth awaye beltes and saltpetre, Prudence Cloister enacteth the tale of Melibee and hys neighbores (“hey kids, get off my lawn or ich shall slaye yow"), et cetera. Othir cloisters are full of gret wonderes and mystiques. Ich once stayid in a stylite cloister. It was tops. Ther ys also a cloister of miraculous women from Flanders who kan survyve in ovens. This yeer ich heare thei shall be bringinge microwaues. Astonishing! And yet yif ye asken me, sum of the art ys a litel wack. Ther aren large sculptures the which look lyke giant hollow stone chicken men on legges made out of trumpetes and filled wyth smal birdes playing the harpe. What maner of bosh ys that?

Do people get naked?

Ywis, sum tyme ther ys nakedness and bodye-payntynge, and yet it ledeth nat to the synne of lecherie for the bodye payntynge is moostly pictorial narratifs of the punishementes of purgatorie (and yit sum still falle into errour and sinnes of the flesshe, the which is lamentable but pardonable).

Where can I buy a Pardon?

Pardones are soold at several posiciouns around the feeld. Yf ye aren anticipatinge a particularlie elaborate synne, ye must consult the central pardon offyce.

Where can I find a Physician?

Synce all of the uryne of Blazeres ys a uniform color (cleere), physiciens may nat make diagnoses and thus often humoral imbalance goth undetected at Blazinge Fellowe. Be sure to consult early on wyth yower owen physicien or at leest a learned local vicar yif ye haue a tendencie towardes humoral imbalance and are planninge to attende Blazinge Fellowe.

When is the Fellow Emblazed?

The Fellow ys emblazed on the final night of the celebracioun, aftir a lengthi heresie trial. The stake ys set up in the middle of the feeld, neere the usual spot for execucions. Yf the Fellow recantes of hys heresie, sum tyme he ys yiven a repreve and ther is no emblazinge. Yet feere nat, for yf the Fellowe recantes, a prisoner from Newe-gate ys emblazed in his sted. And yet thei nevir blaze as brighli as do the heretickes, the which aren full of the sparkes of sin and rebellioun.

What is the meaning of the Fellow?

The fellow to us doth represent on the allegorical level all of the dirt and faultes that we wolde wasshen from owerselves. The emblazinge of the fellowe ys a commitment to directinge owerselves wyth more passioun and more institutional support to being the best folk we can be. Yt is an act for stablisshinge pure feyth in good government, good religioun, and good use of ower leisure tyme.

On the literal level the fellow doth represent a man who hath been found a heretick and is being burned and shoutynge wyth a loud voys. Sum tyme neere the end ther ys simpli quiet weepinge or angrie recriminaciouns or silent attemptes to withstanden the payne. Haue ye nat seyn sometyme a pale face? Nat until ye see the Fellow at hys last! And yet it doth staye within the boundes of charitee, for yt is all done wyth the approval of the Archbishop.

What is it like?

Ye must experience yt to yive credence that swich a thing maye exist. Imagine the best hanginge ye haue evir seen. Nowe, get out yower awesome deeth abacus and multiplye the entertaynment value of that hanginge by the power of X. That is just how good a real emblazinge kan be.

Certes, sum folk call it cruel and saye that swich thinges sholde nevir happen in Engelonde. Ich saye to them: crye me a river, moonbattes, next yeere ye shall all be Fellowes!

Flaymes, creativitee, massyve amountes of cash, moore balm than a Lombard could sniff, and the eradicacioun of an heretic: that ys felaweshep ich kan get behinde. See yow at Blazing Fellow, freendes!

-Th. F

(Thys content is approved by the Lords Appellant. In facte, Bolingbroke lykes this so much he ys makinge notes for a future statute. Impriblogtur).


OpenID stagbeetle said...

My herte is still sore with missinge Chaucer, yet it pleseth me greetely to see fresshe messages upon thys site. Thos hys verye orthodox account of the Blazinge Fellow hathe giuen me greate and especial cheere.

mardi, 26 août, 2008  
Blogger Ceirseach said...

Grantmerci for the tippe - I have it ywrit in myn Almanakke and wyll be sure to attend, for it soundeth lyk unto the kynde of evente for the Whole Family to Enjoy.

Have yow hot and up to date content on any hangings, drawyngs and quarteryngs? I hear gode thynges of them. Folkes sayen that sometimes thay also make cut off the Fellow his privey members, whereupon he doth cry mightily?

mardi, 26 août, 2008  
Blogger FSJL said...

Ich taken itte that the Archbisshop hathe vpon thisse post of blogge sette his seele. And surely itte beth moste gode and godely.

mercredi, 27 août, 2008  
Blogger arby said...

A little sore herted here too. Still, some Chaucer-ish is better than none at all. It is a bit much for just a fan to demand, or even encourage, a new post from a blogger, but since you deposed the real Chaucer, you have opened yourselves up for that. I was about ready to send an email prod for some content. I must say, it's pretty damned good. I hope you continue to deliver the goods. Frequently. Thanks,it really is a pleasure to see "Geoffry Chaucer Hat... (1) in the Google reader. rb

mercredi, 27 août, 2008  
Blogger Kem said...

Ich also am sore of herte, and nowe ich haue a newe worrie: in the laste batch of comments, it was peraduenture revealed that Daun Chaucer himself laungisheth in Newgate...whence the Burning Fellawe sometimes cometh!

Whoso smelleth a rat, throwe rotten fruite at the Archbisshop.

jeudi, 28 août, 2008  
Anonymous Henry Bolingbroke said...

"Still, some Chaucer-ish is better than none at all. It is a bit much for just a fan to demand, or even encourage, a new post from a blogger, but since you deposed the real Chaucer, you have opened yourselves up for that. I was about ready to send an email prod for some content. I must say, it's pretty damned good. I hope you continue to deliver the goods. Frequently."

Ich wolde sentence thee to deth, but first thou wolde nede get a lyf.

O thou lowe churl, thou art too boistous and too gret a janglere when thou spekst to a representatif of myne. Thomas Favent may do whatevir the holichurche he sholde desire, and when, and with whom, and in what maner.

We, knave, my writer and and ich, haue opened owerselves up for nothing if nat the prayse and worsship of all folk of Engelonde. Woldstow prod me? Woldstow prod my servaunt? Thou thyself shalt taak a prod in prisoun the which shal make thee repent of thy ille-mannered importunesse. Thy precious Chaucer shal langwisshe in Newgate forevir!

Now, back to writinge my ideas for lawes and wacching "Faces of Deth." Sheesh.

-Henry Bolingbroke

jeudi, 28 août, 2008  
Anonymous Henry Bolingbroke said...

Langwisshe in LAS VEGAS. LAS VEGAS.


jeudi, 28 août, 2008  
Anonymous Bobbie said...

Lyke, dooods, lyke seeriousliche, whene the trolles taken ouer the blogge, canne any goode come of it?

jeudi, 28 août, 2008  
Anonymous Anonyme said...

Gentil sire, this very day mine ffrend despached unto me a lynk unto thy Extreme Blog, and I cannot but add mine own comment, though it be but rough and churliche. Well known it is that many false flatterers creepen unto the lordes and maistres of blogs, and do straitly and with bold visage claim that they ben Laughen Out Loud, Rollen on ye Floor as leve they han been siezed with a palsy of kingisevil, when soothleich they han in real lyfe bare smirken. Yet do I declare with all solempnitie, gentil sir, that I ben truly and in sooth laughen right brasenly all the day. I pray thee, accept mine appreciatioun.

jeudi, 28 août, 2008  
Anonymous Bobbie said...

So my grande sire Anon, did you reede the entree yclept "Serpentes on a Shippe"? O! but there is some fine worke amounge theese pages, anon (O, and slap me sillie-but I dide pun!).

vendredi, 29 août, 2008  
Blogger Emmy said...


dimanche, 07 septembre, 2008  
Anonymous Anonyme said...


jeudi, 11 septembre, 2008  
Anonymous Anonyme said...

Thare ys noething wrong wyth Norwich! But whye haz all the Chaucer gonne? Peradventure ich shal seee thys Blazinge Fellow. Wyth Dame Fortune's favour yt may be my olde louer- a very heretick and paynim.

mercredi, 24 septembre, 2008  
OpenID taavi said...

Ich praye dailie thayt Doctor Hwaet will een come and releyse pauvre Chaucer from hys bondage.

jeudi, 16 octobre, 2008  
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vendredi, 21 novembre, 2008  

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