I received a copy of Modern Bride as part of a themed bday present from a comedian lady friend, and it has taken its proper place in the magazine reading room (where we also wash ourselves and deposit wastes into the toilet). I imagine I have only just begun to sample its
delights and that there's a larger posting to be derived from its nearly-700 pages, but for now, I'll just opine that the term "modern" in the magazine title is loosely interpreted. Today I simply bring you a discovery nestled between small ads in the back: There is a company that sells butterflies for wedding guests to release after your ceremony.
Nothing says "we are the only species on Earth" quite like this magazine, but especially like this service.
This ad stirred memories of a sad anecdote I had long blocked out, involving wedding guests opening boxes to release their butterflies, but instead getting nothing but butterfly corpses fluttering to the ground.
But no--it's OK everybody, because it's practically endorsed by American Indians!™®©
American Indian Legend [from the company website]
According to an American Indian Legend -
If anyone desires a wish to come true they must first
capture a butterfly and whisper that wish to it.
Since a butterfly can make no sound, the butterfly can not reveal
the wish to anyone but the Great Spirit who hears and sees all.
In gratitude for giving the beautiful butterfly its freedom,
the Great Spirit always grants the wish.
So, according to legend, by making a wish and giving the butterfly its freedom, the wish will be taken to the heavens and be granted. Unlike Amazing Butterflies™, I don't have any legends to speak for the Great Spirit, but I have a feeling that ole GS would not be too down with trafficking butterflies for profit. And there's something wrong with the logic of using this legend for this purpose, since they're essentially claiming, Hey, buy these creatures that we've stuck in boxes, in bulk, then free them, then nature will be happy! See? Indians tell us so! Those Indians, they are so
in touch with nature!
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