From The Bar ~ Liar’s Dice.

Another segment of a project The Rise and Fall of a Saloon In The Latter Part off The Twentieth Century.  These excerpts are not chronological.  In fact very little logic prevails…

Dice cups and the use thereof, are a strange Social Exercise probably originating in ancient Greece or Rome if not earlier since men have always loved to gamble…loudly…
For the uninitiated, it is a game base played with two cups, ideally made of leather, each containing five die. The game (which has endless variations) is played by the dice being shaken up in the cups and the contents dumped on the bar top and the scores tallied according to the dictates of the game in question. As with most betting games sometimes strict, sometimes silly rules are made up for the varieties of games played.
The Boys, not surprisingly, use this pastime as a stage for one of the many variants of Male Posturing and other expressions of time wasting mentally unchallenging exercises they cherish.

This is best expressed in the Macho Slam of bringing the cups crashing to the bar top with considerable force. Even expensive, well made cups crumple to virtual uselessness after about a year of this kind of abuse.

Somehow, they seem to be convinced that the harder and louder they slam the cup to the top of the bar the more it reinforces their self-image of Paragons of Masculine Prowess making them seem More Impressive (than they already are, of course) and Someone To Be Reckoned With and this of course makes them somehow much more desirable to the opposite sex.

It doesn’t matter if there is music being played (live or recorded) or conversations are being held… the Macho Slam of dice cups is far, far, more important to the players and greet any requests to modify the Macho Slam as un-American sniveling by fags, Communists and whiners.

This activity would go through the lunch period and pick up again around four in the afternoon when the Boys would start to reassemble. The cups were confiscated when the bands started because otherwise invariably someone would demand that the noise cease and the gauntlet will have been thrown down and a challenge issued. The two adversaries would allow themselves to be placated but only after a certain amount of Hard Looks and Huffing and Puffing and throwing of leaves and sticks…. I was kidding about leaves and sticks but you get what I mean…

It never came to blows, of course, but it could interrupt the desired ambiance whenever it occurred so the long view was that it was wiser to just collect the things when the bands started….

There’s a band tonight…

Stu Blank and His Nasty Habits

Great band… gonna be a lot of pretty girls here tonight…