Forbidden Elephants: The Most Forbidden, Issue #4, Part One

Dammit!  Wincest! I can’t quit you. I just can’t. So I’m taking your smelly flannel shirt out of the closet, holding it close to my face (in a totally loving and not stalkerish way), and proudly proclaiming you in public.  

Yes, Wincest, I believe you exist. I affirm you. You are in the world, full bodied and whole, and beautiful in your own special way. You are the subliminal bond, the silent partnership, the unspoken vow that binds us together, either as the object of our scorn, the raise in our eyebrow, or for some of us (and I know you’re here), the secret guilt of forbidden pleasure. 

In fact, Wincest, I would say you mostly exist because a lot of women watch Supernatural and Kripke thought you were cute so he asked you to dance a few with him. Silly Kripke who played with a formula for forbidden love and then walked away…I would call that a certain type of tease. 

And I have my own confession – I absolutely and simultaneously loathe and love the idea of Wincest. Why? Beyond the obvious reasons (loathe – kind of creepy wanting brothers to shag/love – hot guys who love each other and make love….in an Impala, or in some fanfics, on the Impala, next to it, and I don’t even want to think of the ones that have them with the Impala – you know they exist), I think it’s an interesting read of Supernatural. I mean, think about it. 

Imagine reading the whole show as a love story between two really gorgeous men caught up against a world of evil and they only have each other to cling to? Imagine their love is what keeps them going even when the universe is warring against them….Imagine reading it as this complex dynamic between two souls who can’t quite quit each other, semi-Brokeback style, even though their love is what damns them each and every time….Wait a minute! I think Zachariah was onto something here…..

But what is that something? Well, I have a hypothesis, and it has a formula, and it has evidence….so let’s do an experiment and see if it pans out. If not, well then, we’ll discuss Destiel. 

Obligatory Awkward Dialogue before the Uncomfortable Incest Part, or My Interpretation of Intellectual Foreplay

1. Throughout this portion of the Forbidden Elephants essay, I will make occasional soundtrack suggestions to make it easier for some readers and put them in a calm state of mind. Or to just screw with you. Depends on the song. 

First song. Enjoy:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lL4L4Uv5rf0

2. I’ll throw in a pretty picture for effect: 

 

(I’m objectifying Jensen, I know, but I’ve already objectified Jared, so fair is fair. And come on, people, a bed and Dean Winchester? It’s a gift to y’all’s imaginations, but no need to thank me.)

3. And just to make sure, let me state, “All ye who enter here be forewarned! All ye who enter here be forewarned!” (Warning enough? – Need more?)

Okay, we’re about to get down and dirty with the Wincesters, y’all, so buckle up ‘cause it’s too late to stop the train! We’re going down, baby, like a ten dollar hooker on a wasted frat boy! 

By the way, if you haven’t guessed it by now, this is going to offend you.
 

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