I wish I could have come up with the title statement, "Lots of vigor in the whackin'", but I did not. I would credit the source, but the source person is probably more comfortable behind the unassailable cloak of anonymity that Facebook, that bastion of privacy, provides for everyone.
I wish I could explain the source of that statement because it makes perfect sense in context. Since I am pawning someone's statement (and refusing to give the context because it is an absolutely filthy context ) I shall take the phrase and have a time with it.
We put lots of vigor into many pursuits when the time comes for enhanced vigor. When our boss passes through the cubicles, we sense his or her stately presence. It is as if the boss moves the air around in ways that we lesser beings cannot. That movement (and perhaps the smell) raises our hackles. We liven up our work image. We break out the stapler and put lots of vigor into connecting pieces of paper to other pieces of paper.
Whack! Rustle. Whack! Rustle. Whack! What interesting sounds!
When the weeds have reached the post adolescent stage and the significant other has regressed to the pre adolescent stage, we blow off some steam by whacking the hell out of those moist, green buggers. The weeds become surrogates for the flesh of our enemies, known and unknown; real and imagined.
Whack, whack, whack, whack.
The weed whacker becomes such an effective instrument of real and imagined intent that we sometimes regret wreaking such mutilation and deadly havoc on harmless plant material. We want to do it to something more resilient and in more restorative ways.
We develop a photosynthesis of guilt that can only come from vigorous whacking. As for other forms of guilt, it all depends on the style of the whacking, what is being whacked and the expected outcomes of the whacking.
The good news is that the human body is not made for endless and mindless bouts of vigorous whacking and so rest is an unavoidable consequence.
As life goes on, lots of vigor in the whackin' is going on in many parts of the world tonight, even as the sun barely whisks its form beneath the bulging horizon and goes on its journey 'round the world.
In summary, I will refer to a quote by the great fictional character, Tony Soprano,
" I hear Junior wants to whack Pussy Bonpensiero."
And now we are closer to understanding the true meaning of the term "a vigorous whacking"!
We are not close to understanding that forbidden subject of which I write?
Would a Shane Warne quote, complete with mention of two balls, help to grasp the true meaning of the phrase, "lots of vigor in the whackin'"?
"The first thing is to be patient, which is probably the hardest thing to do. Don't worry if blokes are whacking you out of the park because you still have the opportunity to get out next ball, even if it's not the same ball."
Or perhaps Winston Churchill can help. He said,
"When you have an important point to make, don't try to be subtle or clever. Use a pile driver. Hi the point once. Then come back and hit it again. Then hit it a third time - a tremendous whack."
For a final quote, here is the great Barry White from the "Whacking Day" episode of "The Simpsons". He says it all so well and in that deep voice.