Me: “I love you like god so loved the earth that he gave his only be-gotten son…”
Me: “I’d torture and brutally murder my only son for you!”
Michaelyn: “That’s not ok”
And right, she was!
Happy Easter everyone! It’s a day when the story of yet another resurrection of yet another ancient god takes a much-deserved backseat to chocolate, eggs, and bunnies. This is the day when even Catholics tell the Vatican to go straight to hell with that “gluttony is a sin” bullshit (though, surprisingly, the Catholic church’s opulence doesn’t seem to produce the same reaction on other days…ah well, baby steps).
Anyway, let’s all remember that bunnies and eggs are symbols of fertility, which is why they were a part of Easter in the first place (“Easter” being taken from Eastre, the Saxon goddess of springtime/fertility, later Ēostre in Germanic Pagan folklore). Ever heard the expression to “fuck like bunnies”? Well, there’s a reason for that.
Eggs, like rabbits and hares, are fertility symbols of antiquity. Since birds lay eggs and rabbits and hares give birth to large litters in the early spring, these became symbols of the rising fertility of the earth at the Vernal Equinox.
Rabbits and hares are both prolific breeders. Female hares can conceive a second litter of offspring while still pregnant with the first. This phenomenon is known as superfetation. Lagomorphs mature sexually at an early age and can give birth to several litters a year (hence the saying, “to breed like bunnies”). It is therefore not surprising that rabbits and hares should become fertility symbols, or that their springtime mating antics should enter into Easter folklore.
So remember to keep the Eastre in Easter, despite the Christian war on Easter.