Dispatch #2

DECODING ‘LIBIDO’

Reality being what it is today, future WE BOCSITARIANS from around the globe are pounding on the door of my clandestine Swedish cabin, unable to wait for Wednesday’s WE BOCS meeting to crack the code that begins with libido. To honor this gratifying response, I, Eva Bittersweet, your Future Spy, am posting decodings throughout our ubiquitous town of Last Chance, not only for that tantalizing word libido but also for two of its undercover counterparts.

Thus WE BOCS’ mission to seek and disarm the enemy’s malignant Double Talk Squad begins by decoding libido straight into Straight Talk:
Libido—
1) the instinctual craving or drive behind all human activities, the repression of which leads to psychoneurosis
and
2) psychic energy, especially that associated with sexual instinct.

Libido, then, is the code word for libido. As it should be, for it is best that a people well governed (that is to say, self-governed) respond to the word libido as if it means exactly what the word libido means. What an auspicious way for our code to begin! Let us embrace the instinctual craving that throbs from this code word cutting through to the very heart of the matter! Let us strive for such an instinctual drive behind all our activities on a second-to-second basis, from this second on! THAT’S libido!

Whoa! Check it out! It says here that the word libido comes from the Latin word for—

We interrupt this libidinous code for a News Bulletin from The Daily Triumph:
Lord and Lady Arrogance are dead, the coroner’s office reports, citing cause of death as living up to their titles. The deceased were the disdainful parents of a son, Insolence, and a daughter, Vanity. Public graveside services will be held down by the riverside at sunset tonight.

Then out of the mud of the thundering moment
the crowd came alive to the call!
The flag had been flung, the scene-marker clapped;
it was Start Racing Forward and Action for All.
We may not delay for even an instant;
the world’s lifelong wailing has got to be heard….

And now, back to our WE BOCSITARIAN code, where we advance from the word libido to its logical outcome and our second code word, the phrase ‘Battle of the Sexes’:
When the economic law of supply and demand first awakens and finds itself face to face with the dawn of politics over there on the other side of the bed, the prevailing party in the world’s oldest power struggle will always be the duelist who controls the supply, thereby dumping reward and punishment into the equation and breeding libido into extinction. This makes ‘Battle of the Sexes’ code for ‘Confrontation of Obliteration.’ The only known antidote is forthwith encoded in the word:

‘Tango!’
She never knew where he would nab her
psychologically or grab her
physically up front
or from behind.
She never knew when he’d accost it
till she’d already lost it;
never knew until she paid
what kind of price he’d had in mind.
She’d only see the rapids
in the river rushing sapid;
on the circumstance-of-chance
she’d only fling the wreath of peace.
Whereby he’d once again impale her
prototypally and nail her
with an unsuspected tour de force
of elegant release.
It was how and when he’d taunt her
with just what and where he’d want her
that by thunderbolt and lightening
she could tell that she’d been had.
But she was thoroughly addicted
to the way he could transfix it,
and though he’d have his way with her
he’d only have her glad.
Sure it was the outer reaches
of what courtship clearly teaches
that he’d ride her to the rafters
of the bloomin’ skies,
where midst their mirthful atmosphere
(hail-fellow-well-met bonny cheer)
he’d activate his element:
sensational surprise.

When our common-sense code continues, we’ll explore the effects that libido has been known to cause.