August 30, 2005
New meme alert over on Ogle Earth: Privacy luddism.
at 10:11 PM GMT
I shall of course disagree with you on this one, Stefan. I don't really care of people see how my estate is lain out. This will certainly excite envy but may also provoke emulation. If Eurof, say, or Felix, wish to embellish their estates inspired by my example, it'll make the world a better place.
What does get my goat though is the idea that next time I indulge in an alfresco orgy, pix might get plastered all over the place and my name and face would be objects for wonder, envy and emulation for altogether less agreeable reasons. Surely one's right to privacy cannot be dismissed so readily as you here do?
Posted by: Claude de Bigny on August 31, 2005 08:45 AM
Easy fix to that: pergola. I never have an outdoor orgy without one.
Posted by: sac on August 31, 2005 03:32 PM
Do you seriously expect me to cover 3000 hectares of prime orgiastic land with something as vulgaire and offturning as a pergola? You Belgians really do take the biscuit.
Posted by: Claude de Bigny on August 31, 2005 04:29 PM
BTW, what's the difference between a pergola and a gazebo?
Posted by: Felix on August 31, 2005 07:53 PM
Felix, if you want to have an alfresco orgy and not be "exposed" by sad masturbatory Googlist voyeurs, neither structure really answers:
- Gazebo - agreeable covered structure giving a view, suitable only for the most smallscale, middle-class type of alfresco orgy. In New Orleans, where I lived briefly as a child (house now under 1.5 meters of water), we described a bandstand-like structure in our garden as one. But it wasn't, as far as I am aware, ever used for purposes of public sexual recreation.
- Pergola - plant-covered trellis-like structure suitable for covering a terrace or a pathway, not especially suitable for orgies.
As the orgies we have in Ainay-le-Vieil tend to involve sizeable numbers and an element of "the chase" across a large geographical spread, neither structure will exclude prying Googlist eyes.
"Mozzer's" rug, on the other hand, situate in an agreeable Cambridge "set" (Eurof specifies the number somewhere), would (and did) effectively preserve privacy and decorum. Even today, Eurof selfishly keeps mum about the shenanigans that went on there, his lips as sealed on the matter now as they eagerly moistened to be satisfied then. Such are the twists of fate.
Posted by: Claude de Bigny on September 2, 2005 10:07 AM