Saturday, September 13, 2003

By Olivene Godfrey

WHAT IS A KISS?

How would you describe a kiss? Columnist Hal Boyle once quoted an eminent psychologist as giving this answer, " Anatomical juxtaposition of two orbicular obis muscles in a state of contraction." I say, Fiddlesticks!

The Greek poets had a better answer. They called a kiss, The Key to Paradise. But, the poor Japanese don’t even have a word for it.

The origin of the kiss dates back to the earliest stages of human existence. Some authorities claim that the kiss developed because primitive man believed that the air he exhaled had magic powers and by kissing each other, other men and women, mingled their souls.

Writers of poetry and prose have written thousands of words describing the kiss. Margaret Fuller wrote," It was thy kiss, Love, that made me immortal." But Swift said, " Lord, I wonder what fool it was that invented kissing." Arthur Mortimer said, " A man may sometimes be forgiven the kiss to which he is not entitled, but never the kiss he has not the initiative to claim."

Bob Hope once said,” People who throw kisses are hopelessly lazy."
And ole Anonymous said, " Some women blush when they are kissed; some call for the police; some swear; some bite. But, the worst are those who laugh."

Nearly all romantic customs can be traced to primitive and early practice designed to ensure- by magical rites and armed force - the fertility of marriage.

Perhaps you have heard this legend. Since God created woman out of one of Adam's ribs, men have been searching all over the world, seeking their missing rib. The story goes that some men never get hold of it and they rationalize their failure by calling themselves confirmed bachelors. Others actually find a "rib" but soon discover it isn't theirs which is why it doesn't fit. Both parties are disillusioned and often experience pain and agony.

But, there are the fortunate ones that do retrieve the rib which belongs to them and thus become once more "complete" with all the happiness this implies.

Then, the Orientals once believed that the blue bachelor button flower could foretell a happy marriage. It had to be picked early in the morning and not looked at for 24 hours. If still fresh and "true blue" it meant that the young man had found the right wife. But, if the flower was withered, the wedding plans were called off.

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