Jacobin / JAK-uh-bin\
, noun
1. an extreme radical, especially in politics.
2. (in the French Revolution) a member of a radical society or club of revolutionaries that promoted the Reign of Terror and other extreme measures, active chiefly from 1789 to 1794: so called from the Dominican convent in Paris, where they originally met.
3. a Dominican friar.
4. (lowercase) one of a fancy breed of domestic pigeons having neck feathers that hang over the head like a hood.
The birdwatcher would have cooed in delight at his find, but to Terrance the jacobin was just another stupid pigeon.
Sorry, kids (self?). This word just wasn't sparking anything for me. I suppose I could try to write something about a friar torn between his love for his God and his love for cacao. Though I think a Carmelite (brown friar) would have a better story, given that the same robes which covered up the evidence of his sin (scars from self-flagellation, chocolate stains) would at the same time scream of his sole weakness with their color. But it doesn't look like we'll be stepping into either chocoholic friar's world because I opted to splash in the birdbath today.
1. an extreme radical, especially in politics.
2. (in the French Revolution) a member of a radical society or club of revolutionaries that promoted the Reign of Terror and other extreme measures, active chiefly from 1789 to 1794: so called from the Dominican convent in Paris, where they originally met.
3. a Dominican friar.
4. (lowercase) one of a fancy breed of domestic pigeons having neck feathers that hang over the head like a hood.
The birdwatcher would have cooed in delight at his find, but to Terrance the jacobin was just another stupid pigeon.
Sorry, kids (self?). This word just wasn't sparking anything for me. I suppose I could try to write something about a friar torn between his love for his God and his love for cacao. Though I think a Carmelite (brown friar) would have a better story, given that the same robes which covered up the evidence of his sin (scars from self-flagellation, chocolate stains) would at the same time scream of his sole weakness with their color. But it doesn't look like we'll be stepping into either chocoholic friar's world because I opted to splash in the birdbath today.
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