Column Chronicles
 
Oktoberfest, its history and herald
 
 
Frank Cotolo
October 3, 2013
 
It's time for the 16-day festival that began in Germany and is celebrated in many forms wherever there is beer, which is all over the world. I don't know of one country where beer is unavailable, so if you are not within driving distance of an Oktoberfest then you are being cheated out of a great time.
 
Great times always include beer and the Germans knew that back in the 1800s when October came around. They were still drinking like it was summertime and the heat was profound and their sweat trickled from their wrinkled brows and one of them looked at a calendar.
 
"It is not longer the hot months," he said, though in his native tongue.
 
And when the group of men looked at the calendar to see the whole month of September had passed without their knowing it, a few of them puked and others laughed and one of them shouted, spilling his current mug of beer.
 
"Let's spell this month differently and have a festival."
 
They all agreed and began to misspell October on napkins that had accumulated on the table where they all sat drinking.
 
They wrote: Oktuber, Oktooba, Oktuleeba, Oklokaber and so on.
 
Just as they stopped their feverish scribbling, in came a man with an accordion, followed by six women in strict Bavarian garb. The accordion player was pressing out notes and chords, even though he chewed on a bratwurst. Dancing broke out and the beer men each grabbed a woman and jumped to the beat while lifting their knees high enough to raise the woman's skirt.
 
When the accordion player swallowed his bratwurst and let out a sonorous belch, he said, "What is this festive play that comes to us in October?"
 
"A fest," said one of the men dancing, the one that pulled down his partner's top, revealing two hefty gobs of womanly body that were always hidden in public.
 
No one knows exactly what happened after the men shouted the spelling of the new name for the drinking, dancing and eating spree: "O-K-T-O-B-E-R-F-E-S-T."
 
From that month on for all the following Octobers, the Oktoberfest was held in major German cities and King Ludwig brought many sets of his drums to the celebration, so that the accordion players - now numbering in the high thirties - would not lose the beat. It worked especially well when drummers used the drums and played along with the accordion music.
 
So the tradition continues, though different brands of drums are used and many kinds of beer are poured and not all of the women in strict Bavarian garb have huge joy bags. More than any German tradition, Oktoberfest's drunken stupor makes all of us feel like swallowing bratwurst whole. So have fun at your local Oktoberfest and fill your spirit with joy and suds.
 
Frank Cotolo can be found hosting the talk and interview programme Cotolo Chronicles. You can send him an e-mail at this address: frank@148.ca.

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