Dick Yanking?

I saw this term in the title of a historical piece and had to read….surely this term meant something different than what my mind came up with…..seriously ‘dick yanking’?

You know the old saying ‘learn something new everyday’?

I did just that!

For as much as modern life can suck, it’s always good to remember how grateful we should be not to have lived in other, worse places at shittier times in the past. For a good example of this, consider what it was like to get a divorce—and have a bunch of people pulling on and inspecting your bits—in medieval England.

An article called “The Distinguished Medieval Penis Investigators” from Narratively explains just how awful the process of divorce could be for the 14th century English. In order to end a marriage, women of the time had “few grounds” other than to claim their husband was impotent—and to prove it before a court through some really creative experiments.

The article cites an annulment case from 1370 where a woman “filed for divorce … claiming that her husband was impotent.” To make her case, she produced a witness before a church court. The witness said he saw the pair “applying themselves with zeal to the work of carnal intercourse” in a barn and that, even with the husband’s brother looking on and (sorry for the detail) helping out by literally lending a hand, the husband’s “rod was lowered and in no way rising or becoming erect.”

The church court would also consider evidence from “the defendant’s friends and neighbors,” who would perform “physical inspections of genitals and breasts… to determined impotence, virginity, and pregnancy.” Married or widowed women or sex workers “might be tasked by the court with inspecting the man’s genital equipment, or they might expose their breasts and genitals to the allegedly impotent man, give him ale and tasty snacks, kiss him, and rub his penis in a warm room to see whether he became aroused.” While “ale, tasty snacks” and a handy in a warm room might not sound so bad, other divorces entailed even more invasive forms of junk-assessment.

One of the other cases mentioned in the article is from 1433. In a divorce recorded that year, a bunch of people got together at a tavern to check out the wiener quality of a guy named William as his marriage fell apart. “One Robert Lincoln testified that William placed his ‘manly rod’ in his hand,” we learn. “On another evening, three men examined William’s ‘secret manly members’ at a friend’s house. They also gave his penis rave reviews, often comparing it to their own. One testified that he himself had fathered 10 children and that ‘William’s was better in length and girth than [my] rod ever was’. Another reported that William Barton had ‘large and fit testicles…’” Some of the women involved disagreed, with one testifying that “his rod was of no value.” We can picture William, moping at this comment after his dick had initially received such glowing public praise.

Read the entire piece

Now aren’t you glad I had to foresight to include this in today’s posts?  That I wasted my time reading it and you did not have to?

I do what I can to expand my readers historic knowledge…..

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7 thoughts on “Dick Yanking?

  1. Reminds back when I was young.. elementary school young. I would typically pedal my bike up to the local barber shop for my occasional haircut. An older gentleman was there and his son would occasionally fill in. Now, his son looked about my dad’s age at the time.. we are talking very early 1960’s here… which would have made me pre-teen somewhere. One day he did my hair.
    Anyway… the couple male customers waiting were yakking war stories of sorts.. and I would be listening as usual, and awed as typical. The barber’s son doing my hair chimed up that he had served in Korea. I followed that up with asking him what his job was in the military. He replied right away, “I was a pecker checker.” I noticed a couple of the guys waiting give smirks but I didn’t pay it any mind because I was way too caught up trying to recall what a “pecker checker” did in the military.. given at that young age I was a bit of a “war” buff.
    So that night at the family supper table.. (need I go any further?) I blurted out to my veteran dad, “Hey, dad, the barber told me he was a pecker checker in the Army. What is that?” Well, my mother spit out the las bite of meat loaf and dad just gave me this stare… fortunately my sis was 4 years younger than me and was totally oblivious.
    Needless to say, mother said that dad would clue me in after supper. By that time in my life I had a sense that if parents said that it generally meant some sort of adult taboo subject revelation I stumbled upon. I said to myself, “Ooops.. ” 🙂
    Dad of course clued me in later that evening and I’ve lived my life happily ever after since.

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