St. Valmont's Day
Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 5:02 pm
St. Valmont’s Day
(As re-compiled solely by memory of the original text I authored some years ago)
It is the wee, dark and cold opening hours of Feb 1st, and time to make plans for St. Valmont’s day.
Traditionally, within the confines of the U.S., Feb 14th is a time to celebrate love, and reveal hidden passions through the purchase of chalky, tasteless candies, overly complex chocolates, disembodied plant life, and delicate and expensive bits of polished metal and rocks. Realistically, it’s a time when the few people who where already happy, drop a few bucks to drive the point home, while the rest of us empty our wallets in sad desperation, or sulk drunkenly over past and future transgressions of the heart.
St. Valentine’s day is salt in a festering wound. Just when you thought the flesh was dead and scarred enough to be numb, here is a fresh pain. In this way society sees fit to remind us on a grand scale, that we are born, and die, alone.
Now, I’ve never been one to take insult lightly. Especially not from a bunch of candy heart sporting simpering love struck jackasses, mush mouthed and full of cheap platitudes and stinking flowery phrases.
Doesn’t anyone fuck for fun anymore?
So, I propose our new holiday. A holiday for the wronged. A celebration for the hurt. A festival for the sadistic, vengeful, lecherous beast in us all. An American holiday.
I give you: St. Valmont’s Day.
The holiday takes its name from the character in the French story by the same name, popularized in American culture with the movie “Dangerous Liaisons”. If you haven’t seen the film, or read the book, I advise you do so. This will be so much more clear to you afterwards.
Unlike its greeting card company fattening counter part, St. Valmont’s day celebrations begin with preparation starting the first of the month, where you and like-minded peers meet over cocktails to state goals, and pick targets. Goals should be stated simply and directly, with particular emphasis on the motivation (Vengeance, Vendetta, Malice, or Sport) as well as the general desired outcome (Humiliation, Nervous break down, Alienation, Celibacy, Domestic Strife, Or Suicide). It is important that no details are too tightly defined at this point. The best plans are fluid and adaptable… and no doubt your quarry will try to resist.
Targets should be specific. Though collateral damage is acceptable (and often unavoidable), the focus of the assault should be clear. Even nuclear weapons have a point of detonation. Everything else is just Icing. To this end, I suggest never targeting more than a couple, and preferably just one person. As things shift and change, this maintains the focus of the overall plan.
Finally, discuss personnel, and a loose outline of intent. Let your darkest desires pour out, and help each other become just a little more depraved. We will all often need supporting characters in our little charade, and who better than those like-minded. Find out whose goals are most complimentary to each other, and select your cast of characters accordingly. Tight groups may in time be able to orchestrate their plans as one overall performance, taking a whole flock in one fell swoop.
The first meeting is the most important, but regular progress meetings or brain storming sessions…. or even a few drinks just to stir up the blood and keep the hate fresh, are encouraged. Now we merrily go about our work. The goal here is the manipulation, seduction, and moral abuse of the target. Taking without mercy what you want, and leaving them with what they deserve. This is a piece of artwork, and you should put all the pride of a master into your bold, broad strokes, and your daring and gently subtleties. Exact a price in each moment, and leach your preys will to resist till the final blow is delivered. Style is of the essence, so only you can decide if the scenario would best be suited to a sudden unexpected thrust, or a death so slow it is only recognized as the eyes close of their own one last time. Make it special.
These activities should culminate on St. Valmont’s day, Feb. the 14th. If you work alone, or in small groups, this may have to be celebrated between just you and your prey. However, a good plan ends publicly, with their shame and failing exposed for all to see. A dinner party of predators and prey, ending in grand style with the evening’s entertainment an illustration of your accomplishments would be a near ideal setting. Be creative. The bigger, the better.
Physical pain is for amateurs. The body heals far quicker than the Psyche and the Soul.
So sharpen your claws, my little Incubi and Succubae, and off to your merry hunting.
Just remember: No One Wins. Next year, the prey could be you.
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(As re-compiled solely by memory of the original text I authored some years ago)
It is the wee, dark and cold opening hours of Feb 1st, and time to make plans for St. Valmont’s day.
Traditionally, within the confines of the U.S., Feb 14th is a time to celebrate love, and reveal hidden passions through the purchase of chalky, tasteless candies, overly complex chocolates, disembodied plant life, and delicate and expensive bits of polished metal and rocks. Realistically, it’s a time when the few people who where already happy, drop a few bucks to drive the point home, while the rest of us empty our wallets in sad desperation, or sulk drunkenly over past and future transgressions of the heart.
St. Valentine’s day is salt in a festering wound. Just when you thought the flesh was dead and scarred enough to be numb, here is a fresh pain. In this way society sees fit to remind us on a grand scale, that we are born, and die, alone.
Now, I’ve never been one to take insult lightly. Especially not from a bunch of candy heart sporting simpering love struck jackasses, mush mouthed and full of cheap platitudes and stinking flowery phrases.
Doesn’t anyone fuck for fun anymore?
So, I propose our new holiday. A holiday for the wronged. A celebration for the hurt. A festival for the sadistic, vengeful, lecherous beast in us all. An American holiday.
I give you: St. Valmont’s Day.
The holiday takes its name from the character in the French story by the same name, popularized in American culture with the movie “Dangerous Liaisons”. If you haven’t seen the film, or read the book, I advise you do so. This will be so much more clear to you afterwards.
Unlike its greeting card company fattening counter part, St. Valmont’s day celebrations begin with preparation starting the first of the month, where you and like-minded peers meet over cocktails to state goals, and pick targets. Goals should be stated simply and directly, with particular emphasis on the motivation (Vengeance, Vendetta, Malice, or Sport) as well as the general desired outcome (Humiliation, Nervous break down, Alienation, Celibacy, Domestic Strife, Or Suicide). It is important that no details are too tightly defined at this point. The best plans are fluid and adaptable… and no doubt your quarry will try to resist.
Targets should be specific. Though collateral damage is acceptable (and often unavoidable), the focus of the assault should be clear. Even nuclear weapons have a point of detonation. Everything else is just Icing. To this end, I suggest never targeting more than a couple, and preferably just one person. As things shift and change, this maintains the focus of the overall plan.
Finally, discuss personnel, and a loose outline of intent. Let your darkest desires pour out, and help each other become just a little more depraved. We will all often need supporting characters in our little charade, and who better than those like-minded. Find out whose goals are most complimentary to each other, and select your cast of characters accordingly. Tight groups may in time be able to orchestrate their plans as one overall performance, taking a whole flock in one fell swoop.
The first meeting is the most important, but regular progress meetings or brain storming sessions…. or even a few drinks just to stir up the blood and keep the hate fresh, are encouraged. Now we merrily go about our work. The goal here is the manipulation, seduction, and moral abuse of the target. Taking without mercy what you want, and leaving them with what they deserve. This is a piece of artwork, and you should put all the pride of a master into your bold, broad strokes, and your daring and gently subtleties. Exact a price in each moment, and leach your preys will to resist till the final blow is delivered. Style is of the essence, so only you can decide if the scenario would best be suited to a sudden unexpected thrust, or a death so slow it is only recognized as the eyes close of their own one last time. Make it special.
These activities should culminate on St. Valmont’s day, Feb. the 14th. If you work alone, or in small groups, this may have to be celebrated between just you and your prey. However, a good plan ends publicly, with their shame and failing exposed for all to see. A dinner party of predators and prey, ending in grand style with the evening’s entertainment an illustration of your accomplishments would be a near ideal setting. Be creative. The bigger, the better.
Physical pain is for amateurs. The body heals far quicker than the Psyche and the Soul.
So sharpen your claws, my little Incubi and Succubae, and off to your merry hunting.
Just remember: No One Wins. Next year, the prey could be you.
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