“He didn’t like a woman– See, once she had it done to her, he didn’t like them but that one time. Not after that.” — Miss Delores, former domestic for Sam TuttleWe finally got to see what happened to Marie Fotenot and it wasn’t good. It’s looking like Sam Tuttle had an insatiable desire for young virgins and he had a who pack of men to help him hunt down, adorn, and discard his little trophies. It’s so hard to watch the grainy video shots of the blindfolded little girl in the antler crown as she is seated on the throne. I keep reminding myself it’s only a film and, at the same time, I remember there are people out there who do things like this and much worse. The final reveal on TRUE DETECTIVE seems to be dark multi-generational Tuttle family practices.
Ironic (or perhaps not) that this week was Mardi Gras in New Orleans today. People often forget that Fat Tuesday is actually the beginning of Lent, the 40-day period of deprivation and suffering leading to the resurrection of Christ. In New Orleans, Mardi Gras began in 1856 although it was outlawed for a time because the KKK’s use of the Capuchon (pointy hat) in their terrorizing raids got to be a bit of a problem. So, the Krewes had to petition to get the full festivities of Mardi Gras reinstated including the selection of the REX, the king in the yellow crown who reigns over the parade.
Rust pointed out that Mardi Gras has its roots in Saturnalia, Lupercalia, and Voudun
Vodun cosmology centers around the vodun spirits and other elements of divine essence that govern the Earth, a hierarchy that range in power from major deities governing the forces of nature and human society to the spirits of individual streams, trees, and rocks, as well as dozens of ethnic vodun, defenders of a certain clan, tribe, or nation. More nature worship legitimizing whatever the Tuttles want to do to little girls, little boys, and women. After all, it is in their dark nature and it is these beautiful creations of divine goodness that they are craving.
Saturnalia is another ancient Roman festival honoring Saturn. It was celebrated with a sacrifice at the altar of Saturn and the fesitival’s King of Misrule would lord over the carnival celebration ordering people to do whatever hideous thing struck his fancy. According to our friends at Wikipedia, the Saturnalia reflects the contradictory nature of the deity Saturn himself: “there are joyful and utopian aspects of careless well-being side by side with disquieting elements of threat and danger.” Occurring at the end of the calendar year, in winter, the joyful gift-giving component of Saturnalia led to Christmas as we know it today. What a gift!
Lupercalia was a festival to avert evil spirits and purify the city releasing health and fertility. Back in the days when the survival of the species was not a given, when many children did not live to see adulthood and many women died in childbirth, fertility was the hot-button issue. Every king needed to ensure the continuity of his family line. In many parts of the world, survivability is still a daily concern. Here, it is not, so fertility rites and men sowing their seed as widely as they can seems to be a perversion beyond reason and certainly is outside of my comprehension.
Tuttle Family Tree from JOEMAMA19 on Reddit