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By Ellen Wulfhorst

PROVIDENCE, R.I. (Reuters) - Tony Troiano grimaced as he was lifted off the
floor by giant fishhooks pierced through the skin on his shoulders.

Within minutes, he started to spin, swing his feet and declare the painful
experience "the greatest thing" ever.

"I was on Cloud Nine," the Wethersfield, Connecticut teenager said as he joined
fellow body suspension practitioners at an annual convention over the weekend.
"It was euphoric. It was spiritual. I'd do it again today if I wasn't so sore."

From tentative first-timers to the well practiced, more than a hundred
aficionados celebrated their passion for body suspension at the three-day
gathering, held in an old textile mill in Providence, Rhode Island.

To hang cost $100; just to watch cost $15 at what many say is the best such
gathering for the hundreds, if not thousands, of people they estimate practice
suspension across America.

"Ever stand up too fast and feel like you're about to pass out?" said Dave Post,
of Albany, New York explaining why he liked hanging from hooks. "It's like
you're stuck at that point."

The practice requires three-inch (7.6-cm) steel deep sea fishing hooks freshly
inserted under the skin for each suspension.

A basic "suicide" hang uses hooks in the back, a chest suspension requires hooks
in front, a knee suspension puts the body upside down, and the "Superman" pose
requires hooks along the back and upper thighs. The hooks are attached to ropes,
and pulleys slowly lift the body off the floor.

Some people spin like acrobats, some play like children on a swing and others
hang solemnly. Some giggle, some cry.

"Some people have a spiritual experience, some people just have fun and some
people don't like it and come right down," said Mike Giossi, a local mechanic
and fan of the practice.

Jess Robins, a student from Canada, hung almost motionless from hooks inserted
through the tops of her breasts. Blood poured down her belly, and her legs
trembled.

Nearby, two men played a game of tug-of-war, pulling at each other with wire
cables attached through their elbows.

"When I first got off the ground, I never felt pain like that in my life. But
afterward, I was just filled with empowerment," said Giossi. "I've never been
happier than when I came down."

SEARCH FOR INTENSITY?

Practitioners may seek the power and intensity suspension offers, said Karen
Conterio, co-author of "Bodily Harm," a book about self-mutilation. Suspension
also could be a rite of passage.

"It's a conquest of some sort. People are pushing the envelope more and more to
attain some kind of separation and identification from society, and this is one
way of doing it," she said. "Most people who probably are pretty healthy are not
going to go to that extreme."

Many practitioners say suspension is somehow therapeutic.

"Look at his face. He's so serene," said Rosemary Curtis, watching her boyfriend
swing slowly in the "Superman" pose. "We've had some really rough times this
year, and he needed this really bad."

Not everyone was convinced. Colin Vanalstine watched but was not about to try
it. "I'm afraid of needles," he said.

For such an off-beat practice, the convention is remarkably well-run, with
sanitary precautions, surgical tools and almost military efficiency in preparing
people for their suspension.

Some hang for a few minutes, others for an hour or more.

The biggest danger is cross-contamination, organizers said, due to so much open
flesh and blood. Other dangers involve people passing out or suffering seizures,
they said.

"The first couple of times, I didn't enjoy it," said Canadian Warren Hiller.
"The first time I blacked out, and one time I was convulsing. But the third time
I got better. I wasn't blacking out anymore."

It's not masochism, said Allen Falkner of Dallas, who has practiced suspension
for 13 years. "Suspension is not about pain, it's about getting past the pain."

Advocates say suspension has been practiced since ancient times in many
societies.

"It's searching for answers, trying new things," Hiller said. "You can only get
pierced and tattooed so many times."
 
Way too much time on their hands. Nothing a stint in the Armed Forces would't cure. I saw a show about that crap on the National Geographic Channel while back. sick individuals...What's that old song? "Haven't Got Time For The Pain" I think? :lol:
 
I don't see how someone could willingly stick a bunch of huge fish hooks through them and then hang from them?!?! I think they have more wrong with then then just a little stress! ...like missing a brain :shock:
 
"The first couple of times, I didn't enjoy it," said Canadian Warren Hiller.
"The first time I blacked out, and one time I was convulsing. But the third time
I got better. I wasn't blacking out anymore."

Okay, what's with that. It was really painful and gave me seizures the first two times I did it? Like, hellooo. Anybody in there.

I actually remember reading about this back when I was younger. It stems from a young native right of passage ceremony. The young Indian braves would have two slits cut side by side, vertically on each side of their chest. They would then insert a piece of willow wood through the slits and attach a leather thong to each side. The brave would then hang and spin until the sticks finally pulled out of their chest. Sometimes it would take over a day. The scars were sort of a passage into manhood. There's your trivia for today.

My boys right of passage into manhood is getting to work beside me on a hot summer day while drinking beer. Usually involves alot less bloodshed.
 
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Cattle Rack Rancher":3htsu568 said:
"The first couple of times, I didn't enjoy it," said Canadian Warren Hiller.
"The first time I blacked out, and one time I was convulsing. But the third time
I got better. I wasn't blacking out anymore."

Okay, what's with that. It was really painful and gave me seizures the first two times I did it? Like, hellooo. Anybody in there.

I actually remember reading about this back when I was younger. It stems from a young native right of passage ceremony. The young Indian braves would have two slits cut side by side, vertically on each side of their chest. They would then insert a piece of willow wood through the slits and attach a leather thong to each side. The brave would then hang and spin until the sticks finally pulled out of their chest. Sometimes it would take over a day. The scars were sort of a passage into manhood. There's your trivia for today.

My boys right of passage into manhood is getting to work beside me on a hot summer day while drinking beer. Usually involves alot less bloodshed.

That was a right of passage and isn;t much worse then some of the other things that folks do for the same purpose. But to pay somebody so you can do it, and to do it for enjoyment/pleasure, that's beyond my comprehension.
I thought the same thing about the guy that passed out the first time, why in the of anything sane would you try it again?

dun
 
Think a very small segment of our society is going to Hades in a handbasket! A/K/A "Extreme Sports"... Not enough excitement in your life 24/7/365? ... Well, just pay some to supervise your masochistic torture...

Yes they do have a brain... a brainstem, that is... Cerebral cortex is missing...lol.
 
Did anyone see the movie "A Man Called Horse" (starred Richard Harris)...quite graphic for its time (the 70s I think?)...same rite that Cattle Rack Rancher refers to.[/quote]
 
Running Arrow Bill":1vx9x4fj said:
Think a very small segment of our society is going to Hades in a handbasket!

HAHAHA! I wish I shared your optimistic outlook, Bill. "A very small segment" has GOT to be the understatement of the year :lol2: :lol2:

george
 
Gale Seddon, I too was reminded of "A Man Called Horse" that I saw back when I was in High School. It was probably '73 or '74.
 
I must correct myself. Looked it up on Amazon.com and found "A Man Called Horse" was made in 1970. I was in 7th grade. I remember I didn't like the movie. I would have probably forgotten the movie entirely if not for the scene where he was suspended by something inserted through his pectoral muscles. Yuck.
 
So gotta love how my statements were misunderstood, not to mention misquoted.

Seizures? It wasn't that severe...I convulsed just like any other person who seeks the rites of passage, convulses once they reached that specific point.

What the writer forgot to include was that the reason it was so painful for me. Was due to the fact that it was mostly mental pain, I originally had a very hard time releasing and letting go.

Are we possessed by demons? Are we psychologically disturbed? I can only speak on my own behalf...and on my own behalf I can clearly say I was more disturbed and very nihilistic compared to how I am now.

Through suspending I have found the ability to not take things too seriously. What was once a very hectic/scatterbrained/angst ridden individual, I am at peace with myself.

I know exactly who I am and exactly what my body is fully capable of doing...How many of you can truthfully and honestly say that?

You are all allowed to think and believe that what we, the people who suspend, aren't normal...That's your freedom to believe that...But honestly I'd hate to be just like everyone else, because the world would be a very boring place if we were all the same.

Most of you will never know what it's like to truly give into the world and accept what it has to give you. Many of us are able to do this every single time that we suspend. So personally I don't really understand how someone can say what we do is a negative, when all points lead to it sounding like a positive.

This event hosted over 100 people. Every single person treated the other with respect, love and compassion. These are things that the human society today very rarely shows.

Best quote I can use to sum it all up..."Don't knock it...Unless you've rocked it"
 
warrenhiller":2kq6k7hm said:
So gotta love how my statements were misunderstood, not to mention misquoted.

Seizures? It wasn't that severe...I convulsed just like any other person who seeks the rites of passage, convulses once they reached that specific point.

What the writer forgot to include was that the reason it was so painful for me. Was due to the fact that it was mostly mental pain, I originally had a very hard time releasing and letting go.

Are we possessed by demons? Are we psychologically disturbed? I can only speak on my own behalf...and on my own behalf I can clearly say I was more disturbed and very nihilistic compared to how I am now.

Through suspending I have found the ability to not take things too seriously. What was once a very hectic/scatterbrained/angst ridden individual, I am at peace with myself.

I know exactly who I am and exactly what my body is fully capable of doing...How many of you can truthfully and honestly say that?

You are all allowed to think and believe that what we, the people who suspend, aren't normal...That's your freedom to believe that...But honestly I'd hate to be just like everyone else, because the world would be a very boring place if we were all the same.

Most of you will never know what it's like to truly give into the world and accept what it has to give you. Many of us are able to do this every single time that we suspend. So personally I don't really understand how someone can say what we do is a negative, when all points lead to it sounding like a positive.

This event hosted over 100 people. Every single person treated the other with respect, love and compassion. These are things that the human society today very rarely shows.

Best quote I can use to sum it all up..."Don't knock it...Unless you've rocked it"

Buddy, I think you are yanking my chain. I gotta agree with one of the other posters, some time in the army would certainly make you think less about your 'angst'. You ever heard the saying 'Hard work is good for the soul'. I bet if you could get yourself a job where you were working up a fairly good sweat every day you'd feel much better. I would suggest something like concrete work. A bit of time on the end of a shovel would help you get away from thinking about your mental pain. Back when I was younger, we worked damn hard and on the weekends we spent our time chasing women and drinking beer. I don't ever remember having time to consider my 'angst' or my 'mental pain'. Kids these days. :roll:
 
ya know.....ya hear about folks like these ones in the article and suddenly, you look at your own family and the few nuts that fall from the tree and you do not feel quite so bad :roll: :roll: :roll:
 
I am simply stunned but also rest assured that the world goes "potty".
In the medieval times in Europe this sort of thing was considered a very helpful tool to make prisoners "talk". :shock:
I remember visiting such torture museums with the school as educational tool to teach us about violations of human rights. There we saw chains hanging from the rafters, amongst other grisly things, with meat hooks at the end of it.:shock:
Unbelieveable that some people consider such "torture" as fun or enlightening and on top of it pay for it too. They must have more than just a few screws loos in the head. Must be lack of work or other useful undertaking, or lack of having a brain period.
I have to agree with C.C.R. We worked and made ourselves useful around the house. We had no time for "angst" we where busy. Weekends where spent dancing, drinking and chasing girls. Ah, memories, when boys where boys and girls where generally safe in trees only.

Swiss Cowboy :cboy:
 
warrenhiller":24vanbrj said:
So gotta love how my statements were misunderstood, not to mention misquoted.

Seizures? It wasn't that severe...I convulsed just like any other person who seeks the rites of passage, convulses once they reached that specific point.

What the writer forgot to include was that the reason it was so painful for me. Was due to the fact that it was mostly mental pain, I originally had a very hard time releasing and letting go.

Are we possessed by demons? Are we psychologically disturbed? I can only speak on my own behalf...and on my own behalf I can clearly say I was more disturbed and very nihilistic compared to how I am now.

Through suspending I have found the ability to not take things too seriously. What was once a very hectic/scatterbrained/angst ridden individual, I am at peace with myself.

I know exactly who I am and exactly what my body is fully capable of doing...How many of you can truthfully and honestly say that?

You are all allowed to think and believe that what we, the people who suspend, aren't normal...That's your freedom to believe that...But honestly I'd hate to be just like everyone else, because the world would be a very boring place if we were all the same.

Most of you will never know what it's like to truly give into the world and accept what it has to give you. Many of us are able to do this every single time that we suspend. So personally I don't really understand how someone can say what we do is a negative, when all points lead to it sounding like a positive.

This event hosted over 100 people. Every single person treated the other with respect, love and compassion. These are things that the human society today very rarely shows.

Best quote I can use to sum it all up..."Don't knock it...Unless you've rocked it"

warren.....hey have I got a deal for you...I have a sow bear and cubs hold up in a cave just down the road from here..Heres the deal it costs 50 bucks ..all you got to do is kick her arse and run..sound like fun..? :roll:
 

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