It may not be what you expect.
Bourbon (Eng.) is made from Mais (Ger., Eng.) and a part of the South of Northern America seems to have originated around Bourbon wells, namely in New Orleans. There is definitely something French about all this, but no frogs are hurt. Lästermäuler may say that a little industrial Sprit (Ger., Eng.) and some creosote (add some caramel, for heavens’ sake !) (Ger., Eng.) will lead to the same results (things on hot tin roofs, Taylor, Burton, all that) like the original hooch still produced in some areas of Kentucky. If that’s a real place.
I want to talk about manuscript 77 * of the Nassauische Landesbibliothek zu Wiesbaden (Link to the pdf of said library’s catalogue by Gottfried ZEDLER, Leipzig 1931; page 81 of the publication brings the below cited description of the manuscript, or search the pdf for “Bourbon” if you must). Or I wanted to talk. In fact I just want to do research, sit at my desk and drink beer/wine.
Seriously, who is interested in a manuscript of the conversations of two blokes in the 17th century ? Nicolas BOURBON (Fr., Eng.) was an educated man, after all he sat in the academie; his talking partner PATIN (Ger., Fr., Eng.) was possibly something of an enfant terrible, maybe a loudmouth. They had conversations, these were recorded, the manuscript traveled through Europe in the 17th, 18th and 19th century until it somehow sometime found its resting place in Wiesbaden. A terribly boring city, at least when I can trust my memory from a short visit sometimes in the late Eighties. Pensioner’s delight, Rentnerglück.
The important thing is not the content of the manuscript – while it was dangerous for the two philosophers back in the 17th century to formulate and utter their thoughts unfiltered – the important thing, I say, is, where the manuscript traveled to, who had it in hands and used it, when, for what purpose. No worries, no details: It somehow came from Paris to Hamburg and finally landed in the mentioned library. Maybe I’ll write about it later in an educated little post with tons of links to educated sites with forgotten texts, remote projects and historical scholars worth to be re-discovered – but not now.
SALVATOR hinders me.
Yes, the saviour is resting in the hand of God ready to pour in another one.
After all life is not a fair affaire. This German writer – I forgot his name, he killed himself some months ago, after having suffered enough from a brain tumour [will insert it here: Wolfgang HERRNDORF (Ger., sorry no Eng. article, what a shame !)] – he wrote on his blog one of the first sentences: “Welcome to the bio-chemical lottery !”
He is right. People may drink and smoke and have unhealthy life-“styles” [Let me put one thing right, now and forever: Stil, style, is something one has to work for, to strive after; echter Stil ist harte Arbeit und erfordert einen Haufen Hirnschmalz: Hanging around and getting drunk while smoking like a chimney is not style, even CHINASKY (Ger., Eng.) (who btw was one of the most fucking stylists in writing (!) of the last century) accepted that], again: unhealthy living – whatever that means – does not automatically lead to cancer. Whether one dies from cancer or not does not depend on this “style”. Of course using drugs is not an especially healthy life-“style”, but I know people ill with cancer who never smoked and were reluctant in the use of something accepted and common like alcohol – and I buried young friends who died from something totally different from what their life-“style” “should” have caused – if one follows the all too generalizing ideas of public health services or other authorities.
It is a lottery.
And everybody whose cells do not go on a riot, find out that anarchy is a nice thing and thus develop one or another form of cancer – everybody who can keep these units in and under control: is happy.
Those of us who are confronted with it, in their own body, or in the body of their friends or relatives, deserve love, empathy, and realism.
I can not hear the word “accept” anymore without feeling sick. There is no way to “accept” cancer. It’s fight. At least imho, and in my humble experience.
Stay healthy. Good luck in the lottery.
I will not make the rounds this year, no individual mails and e-cards. I beg your pardon, I am sorry. Let me just wish You All a Happy New Year:
Gesundheit, Glück und Gottes Segen !
* “Hs. 77
388 Bl. [Bl. 3—365 sind pag. als S. 1—725] Papier, 200 x 160 mm.
Bl. 2—365: BORBONIANA OU SINGULARITÉS REMARQUABLES, PRISES DES CONVERSATIONS DE MESSIEURS Nie. BOURBON ET GUY PATIN.
Aus der Vorrede, in der von tous ces cahiers, que vous voyez ici, die Rede ist, geht hervor, daß es sich um eine Abschrift handelt. Unter beinahe 700 Stichwörtern sind die verschiedenartigsten Gegenstände behandelt, die, wie gleichfalls die Vorrede besagt, zum weitaus größten Teil den Unterredungen entstammen, die der Verfasser Guy Patin während mehrerer Jahre mit Nicoiao Borbonio in der Reformierten Kirche von Paris gepflogen hat. Die Vorrede macht auf die die Religion, Fürstenregierung und die Jesuiten betr. Artikel besonders aufmerksam und der Verf. warnt seinen Sohn, die Hefte an andere zu verleihen.
Bl. 365 [S. 725]: Finis Miscellariorum [!] ex adversariis Guidonis Patini exscriptorum Parisiis sub initium Anno [!] 1664. Dann folgt ein 20 Bl. umfassender Index Titulorum in Miscellaneis Guidonis Patini Medici Parisiensis obviorum 1706.
Einband 16. Jh. : Lederrücken mit dem Goldaufdr. : Borboniana Ms.“