Jello wrestling

In the last few days, I have been learning a little more about the historical roots of clerical celibacy.  But I would like to check out the facts a little more thoroughly before I sally forth further in public on this issue. 

In the meantime, a little light relief in the midst of the serious business of figuring out what life is about.

I have just been introduced to one of the historic year-end events at Cambridge University here in England.  It is Jello Wrestling.  Two women students dressed in bikinis wrestle each other in a vat of strawberry jello.  Other students pay to watch, and at the end of the fight, the winner is awarded £250 (about $500).

Unfortunately, this year the event got out of hand, and the loser was so incensed that she began to sock the winner and then everyone else who tried to restrain here.  Somewhere in the midst of the melee, she also acquired a bottle of wine which helped stoke her energy, and which she used even when the police eventually arrived.  She was taken to the station, and when she was released said she had no comment.

The university authorities, however, have decreed that this historic event has taken place for the last time. 

I guess I shall never see a jello wrestling contest then.  Somehow, the loss seems bearable.