Take me to your bed Nana!

 Take me to your bed Nana!

     Once again the inspiration here is from a forgotten PBS mini-series that originally ran in 1968 but was replayed as we watched in the early 1970's. The book was written in 1880 but set in 1867 by the great Emile Zola and it caused quite a stir since the protagonist was a lady of of loose morals. It was a condemnation of the hypocracy of the aristocratic elites of Paris that was revelling in their World's Fair and a period of unimpeded hedonism. Nana is a poor girl, born in the slums and has only her very good looks to help her survive. She is a failed  actress but turns to selling her company by becoming a sought after courtesan desired by many weak men overcome by lust for this beautiful female object. She is every man's nightmare since she is a complete goldigger who teases and tortures these foolish suitors while spending their fortunes without really caring about their feelings. While Nana is like a nineteenth century Kardashian she seems to take pleasure in being cruel to these desperate gentlemen. We all watched the show, horrified at how "man's cod is  bloody handle that women lead him about with" and the lead character Katherine Schofield played the part with the smoldering sexuality that made Nana feel contemporary. One of the most pathetic of groveling men was a certain Count Muffat who had tasted the ecstasy of sleeping with Nana once and now is obsessed with her. He begs shamelessly for another session of sex with her by pleading "take me to your bed Nana!" She has spent his money and now he is of no use. In the end the rather puritanical Zola has his temptress contract syphillis and she collapses into disfigurement and insanity. The sentence pronounced in a pathetic whine remained to express our own failed attempts at physical contact with the opposite sex who always seemed to have the upper...hand. At least in the 1970's.