Showing posts with label Hygeia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hygeia. Show all posts

Thursday, 6 September 2012

Hanging out with Hygeia at Glyptoteket


 The Privy Counsel recently took a field trip to Copenhagen, city of fabulous toilets! (Read previous posts here and here.) Australian Friend accompanied us, and we had ourselves an extremely enjoyable and informative jaunt. Among other things we visited Glyptoteket, site of naked, petrified Greeks (what's not to like?). Imagine our delight when we bumped into a statue of our favourite Greek goddess, Hygeia! And the fabulousness didn't end there - we also met Hygeia's father, Asklepios!

Hygeia likes to hang out, cuddling her snake, at Glyptoteket


Hygeia's father, Asklepios, was very nice as well
 


Naturally we took the opportunity to visit the toilets at Glyptoteket. They were excellent, as you'd expect. (Not as many naked Greeks in there as we'd hoped, but you can't have everything.)


Stylish mixer tap at Glyptoteket

All ship-shape, etc

There's even a toilet-seat sanitiser on the wall

In an ideal world there'd be a covered loo-roll holder and a naked Greek or two,
but alas, one cannot have everything...

Excellent coat-hooks!

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NY CARLSBERG GLYPTOTEK
Dantes Plads 7
DK-1556 Copenhagen V
Denmark
http://www.glyptoteket.com/

Tuesday, 14 August 2012

Pestilence and Hygiene

We may have mentioned the odd disease in previous posts (for instance here, and here. Then there is, of course, our favourite disease ever). Disease and hygiene are intricately linked - the goddess of health and disease prevention is, after all, called Hygeia (by the way, here's how to pronounce her name). We happened, for nefarious reasons of our own, to be skimming through a cracking work called Svenska folkets underbara öden by Carl Grimberg ("The Wonderful Story of the Swedish People"; full text here), a history book from 1922. This smashing read contains an elucidating passage on the spread of disease. We reproduce it here for your edification and delight.


Hygeia and her father, Asklepios.
They like to hang out, semi-nude, in the Vatican Museum. Image from Theoi

Grimberg writes (translation below),
Alltsedan digerdödens härjningar hörde den orientaliska böldpesten till vårt folks värsta plågoris. Under mer än två och ett halvt århundrade gick man här i landet nästan aldrig säker för att den fruktade gästen ej skulle sticka upp sitt hemska anlete och utandas död och förstörelse. En ansedd forskare från karolinska tiden uppräknar ett tjugutal dylika epidemier.

[...] Varpå berodde det, att det på den tiden var så lönlöst att försöka hejda detta mänsklighetens plågoris på dess väg från land till land? Till stor del därpå, att man hade så ofullkomliga begrepp om hygienens betydelse. Folk levde ganska allmänt i snusk och orenlighet till den grad, att vi skulle må illa bara av de erfarenheter, luktsinnet skulle ge oss i en dylik omgivning. Men framför allt berodde människornas vanmakt i kampen mot den fruktansvärde fienden därpå, att man ej visste, hur det tillgick, när smittan fördes över från ett land till ett annat, och följaktligen ej kunde vidtaga några effektiva skyddsåtgärder. Först genom våra dagars forskningar, framför allt av pestkommissionerna i Indien, har man kommit på det klara med hur pestbacillerna över- föras till nya offer. Det har då visat sig, att största rollen som smittospridare spela två otrevliga smådjur, råttor och loppor.
[...] Här ha vi alltså ett nytt exempel till många andra på hur insekterna behärska världen. Det är myggorna, som sprida frossa, malaria och gula febern. Det är löss och fästingar, som utbreda fläcktyfus. Med sömnsjuka och en hel del andra fruktade tropiska sjukdomar bekriga insektsvärldens små myriader oss människor — för att nu ej tala om allt det elände, som flugorna sprida omkring sig genom att med sina exkrementer överföra tarmtyfus, kolera, dysenteri, mjältbrand och tuberkulos.

Carl Grimberg. Let's hope he'd washed his hands before touching his wife. Image from Wikipedia.

Here's a translation, kindly provided by the Privy Counsellor.

Ever since the ravages of the Black Death, the oriental bubonic plague has been one of the worst scourges of our people. During more than two and a half centuries people lived in constant threat of this fearful guest turning up and breathing death and destruction. An eminent physician in the 18th century counts about twenty such epidemics in his time.

[...] Why was that it seemed so futile to try to hold back this scourge? Largely it was due to the fact that people had an imperfect understanding of the significance of hygiene. People generally lived in filth and squalor, the very smell of which would  make us nauseous. But above all, mankind's powerlessness in the battle against this fearsome enemy was due to the fact that people didn't know how the contagion was spread, and were therefore unable to adopt effective protective measures. Only in our own time, mainly thanks to the work of the plague commissions in India, has it been discovered how plague germs are transmitted to new victims. It has been proved that two unpleasant pests, the rat and the flea, are the main source of infection.

[...] Here is, in another words, yet another example of how insects rule the world. Mosquitoes spread shivering, malaria and yellow fever. Lice and ticks spread typhus. The hordes of the insect world make war on us humans with sleeping sickness and other fearful tropical diseases - not to mention the misery caused by flies, which spread typhoid fever, cholera, dysentery, anthrax and tuberculosis via their fecal matter.
 If you don't already suffer from OCD, try this exercise: imagine all the millions of tiny creatures crawling around on your skin, swirling through the air, and cruising through your blood vessels, all devoted to getting inside your body and buggering up your health and wellbeing. Imagine all the millions of people who regularly sneeze drops of germ-riddled snot into their hands, and don't bother washing their hands after going to the toilet. Feel your eyes beginning to itch, and refrain from rubbing them.

Cute but deadly: germs from Giant Microbes. Image from Firebox.

Moral of the story?

Wash your hands.
Wash your hands.
Wash your hands.

Further reading: A 1911 article, from Scientific American, on plague.

Wednesday, 3 August 2011

Introducing our Patron Goddess, Hygeia

We make frequent references to the goddess of health and hygiene, Hygeia, in our blog updates. For those of you not acquainted with Hygeia, we thought we'd introduce you.
Hygeia is, according to our friend Wikipedia, "associated with the prevention of sickness and the continuation of good health", and she is obviously the source of the word hygiene. The Greeks liked to imagine her with a snake wrapped around her body, no doubt for good reason.

Our patron goddess, Hygeia. (Picture from http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Hygeia-Hermitage.jpg)

Hygeia is not a demanding goddess. She does not require you to sacrifice expensive and toxic cleaning products at her altar. If you've got mould in the bathroom, or the cat's got diarrhoea (both these occurrences are common in our street), use bleach. Otherwise, use ecological cleaning products such as Ecover or Bio-D (available at Oxfam), or have a look at these home cleaning tips from Friends of the Earth. (For even more information, see our previous blog post.)


Gustav Klimt's interpretation of our friend. (Picture from http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Klimt_hygeia.jpg)

Hygeia loves people who wash their hands. May her blessings be with you.

Wednesday, 5 January 2011

More Polish Plumbing: Pierogarnia Stary Toruń

Our groundbreaking research into Eastern European (well, Polish, anyway) toilets continues! Today we take a look at the toilets in an establishment called Pierogarnia Stary Toruń. Intellectual Friend says:

Apart from serving an impressive range of pierogi dishes (those traditional dough dumplings stuffed with pretty much anything one can dream of), best of which are those stuffed with mountain ewe cheese, oven baked and served with cranberry sauce (by an alluring Polish beauty of course), and sporting interesting wooden furniture and decoration among which barrels and buckets are prominent, this surprisingly pleasant establishment also boasts a legendary bog!

We take our hats off to Intellectual Friend for his daring and dedication in taking these pictures. 

 Firstly, we've got the toilet itself - note the cleanness, the covered bin and the water-saver flush! Hygeia isn't sure about wooden toilet seats, but we bet it's kept extremely clean, and that germs are discouraged from breeding in between the cracks and ridges of the wood. She's also generally prone to excessive frowning and tutting when she sees toilet rolls lying loose, but these ones appear to be fairly guarded from any germs being spread around with the water spray generated when flushing.

Yes, it's possible to worry
about absolutely everything
Intellectual Friend: However you rotate this
picture it's still patent that I had to climb up the wall
to take it (and get the feet marks and all).
You do have to be a long-legged giant
to reach those footprints while seated by the way.
























We like this attractive frosting pattern on the window. Functional and aesthetically pleasing at the same time!

Intellectual Friend: The book's title translates as "The Little Mole and the Little Hares' Mum" (you'll of course have noticed the Indo-European diminutive ending "-k-"!)
The Privy Counsellor: Naturally. "There's the Indo-European diminutive ending '-k-'", we said to ourselves.

A mangle. We're assuming its purpose is to be decorative and interesting, and hope it fills no more sinister function.

Intellectual Friend: Although it says "Chevalier Brand", below it also does say "DRAGON BRAND CLOTHES WRINGERS - BEST IN THE WORLD - Warranted 5 years for family use"!

The very rustic sink is equipped with a mixer tap and a presumably well-filled soap dispenser.

Intellectual Friend: Note there's a hook (not necessarily sturdy though) on the toilet door
This attractive birdhouse apparently houses an air-dryer. Hygeia shudders, and not just because of the unhygienic aspects.

 


Pierogarnia Stary Toruń (“Old Torun Dumpling Factory”)
Most Pauliński 2
Toruń, Poland
+48 56 621 10 46

Intellectual Friend: Open daily from 11.03 to 22.56 sharp!
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