Are you, dear reader, one of those people who enjoy knowing the noises and subtleties of language? Are you interested to know, for example, what is the source of phrases we use every day like “horn”? If so, this note is for you. And if not, we recommend reading it the same: you will have a conversation topic for the next social meeting and you will look like a duke.
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Put the horns
In the Middle Ages humanity wasn't too advanced for us to say and there were some laws that, well, left a little to be desired. One of them was what was known as “right to pernada”. This right implied that someone from a higher social stratum could sleep with someone's lower wife if they did so. When this happened, the “intruder” (to tell him somehow) hung a deer ornament on the door to warn that it should not be interrupted. The most striking thing is that for the lower stratum, showing how his lord “horned him” was a pride because he interpreted it as a symbol of his wife's beauty. Anyway. Tastes are tastes.
Each chancho is up to his San Martín
This one gives me a little pity for the poor pigs. The theme is like this: it was a widespread custom that on November 11, day of San Martín de Tours (patron saint of Buenos Aires), was celebrated eating piglet. So, the phrase, which today is used more to say that “justice always comes,” in its origin had a meaning closer to what we could interpret as “whatever you do, you're going to die the same.” Poor pigs, che.
Hipólito Azema nació en Buenos Aires, en los comienzos de la década del 80. No se sabe desde cuándo, porque esas cosas son difíciles de determinar, le gusta contar historias, pero más le gusta que se las cuenten: quizás por eso transitó los inefables pasillos de la Facultad de Filosofía y Letras de la Universidad de Buenos Aires. Una vez escuchó que donde existe una necesidad nace un derecho y se lo creyó.