Colophon: a statement at the end of a book containing the scribe or owner’s name, date of completion, or bitching about how hard it is to write a book in the dark ages
Oh, my hand
The parchment is very hairy
Thank God it will soon be dark
St. Patrick of Armagh, deliver me from writing
Now I’ve written the whole thing; for Christ’s sake give me a drink
Oh d fuckin abbot
Massive hangover
Whoever translated these Gospels did a very poor job
Cursed be the pesty cat that urinated over this book during the night
If someone else would like such a handsome book, come and look me up in Paris, across from the Notre Dame cathedral
I shall remember, O Christ, that I am writing of Thee, because I am wrecked today
Do not reproach me concerning the letters, the ink is bad and the parchment scanty and the day is dark
11 golden letters, 8 shilling each; 700 letters with double shafts, 7 shilling for each hundred; and 35 quires of text, each 16 leaves, at 3 shilling each. For such an amount I won’t write again
Here ends the second part of the title work of Brother Thomas Aquinas of the Dominican Order; very long, very verbose; and very tedious for the scribe; thank God, thank God, and again thank God
If anyone take away this book, let him die the death, let him be fried in a pan; let the falling sickness and fever seize him; let him be broken on the wheel, and hanged. Amen
what does oh d fuckin abbot even MEAN
an abbot is the head of a monastery so it just means “fuck my boss” basically, an abbreviation of “O damned fuckin Abbot”. this is what it looks like:
Brasenose College MS 7, f.62v
Fun fact: The above is the first known written “fuck”.
I think nothing comes close to the sheer gumption, the utter stomach that the Yuri Squaring Up pic has.
The perfect form, the droplets frozen in place, the smile, the eyes, this is not someone who has been provoked into aggression, this is not someone who has trouble keeping his emotions in check, no, this is someone who saw conflict and wholeheartedly welcomed it like an old friend with arms wide open and cup of its favorite tea, this is someone who has an appetite for destruction but just enough morality to not indulge on it unless someone else makes the foolish mistake of opening the dam gates that make the stream of consciousness flow into the river of blood.
Yuri Squaring Up is the quintessential and foremost declaration that there’s not a line but a circle on the sand and it is right around you. Make a single move and you’ve crossed it, making yourself eligible for an all you can eat buffet of those rated E for Everybody knuckle sandwiches.