Pardon me if I butt in, but despite the obvious blood lust, you appear to be inexperienced in flogging. The flogging around the neighborhood reminds me of the old Royal Navy custom of "flogging around the fleet." The punishee tied to a grating on the long boat would be given a hundred strokes with the cat-o-nine-tails (or with a cane if the punishee is a boy) before each ship administered by the master of arms of each ship. (Flogging is heavy work, and needs grog and food. If the flogger lays off, he is whipped in addition to the punishee). You hope you are in a small fleet, because no one survives more than a few hundred strokes.
The flagellants in San Vicente de la Sonsierra, Spain (los picaos) whip themselves, so the bruises are seldom bloody. It is said that each bruise must be pierced with shards of broken glass to bleed.
With all due respect, Rambi, I am not sure you could draw blood with every stroke, so you might keep a broken beer bottle handy (try the 16 pack of mixed international beer at COSTCO at least one will break just right).
Finally, don't spare anyone. We all deserve a good flogging now and again. As Hamlet says, "Use every man after his desert and who should 'scape whipping." Youzah! |
