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8 June 2020 21:55Not enough people are talking about the magical implications of the toppling of the statue in Bristol ;p
You look into it, and it's clear that...this is not just some 18th century philanthropist with unethical investments that protestors picked on after a night of diligent googling; he's a deep part of the city's psyche. His name is everywhere. Local schools named for him honour him with wreaths at their annual Commemoration service and wear his flower. A church has an annual service for him on his birthday (they stopped this ritual 3 years ago). He's linked with a shadowy guild which still survives and wields an unnatural amount of power over city affairs.
Cities are magical, deeply so, in part because of urban traditions like this which are, in reality, no weirder than the mysteries of morris dancing and the marie llwyd strange folk of the villages perform. I've seen some of the rituals in the City of London and they are extremely bizzare, and ancient, and wonderful to have experienced.
So with the morning light, people are asking whether this extremely historic moment should be commemorated by raising the statue back out of the water and putting it in the museum?
Er, no, leave him in the salt water guys. Coulston is clearly a lich who hoped to survive the icy grip of death by sprinkling his name and deathless, wealthy fingers all over Bristol. Surrounded by salt, and ritually murdered and cast into the waves, is exactly where he should be.
You look into it, and it's clear that...this is not just some 18th century philanthropist with unethical investments that protestors picked on after a night of diligent googling; he's a deep part of the city's psyche. His name is everywhere. Local schools named for him honour him with wreaths at their annual Commemoration service and wear his flower. A church has an annual service for him on his birthday (they stopped this ritual 3 years ago). He's linked with a shadowy guild which still survives and wields an unnatural amount of power over city affairs.
Cities are magical, deeply so, in part because of urban traditions like this which are, in reality, no weirder than the mysteries of morris dancing and the marie llwyd strange folk of the villages perform. I've seen some of the rituals in the City of London and they are extremely bizzare, and ancient, and wonderful to have experienced.
So with the morning light, people are asking whether this extremely historic moment should be commemorated by raising the statue back out of the water and putting it in the museum?
Er, no, leave him in the salt water guys. Coulston is clearly a lich who hoped to survive the icy grip of death by sprinkling his name and deathless, wealthy fingers all over Bristol. Surrounded by salt, and ritually murdered and cast into the waves, is exactly where he should be.
