Imagine how much fun the carnival season would be if it took place in a warm month as opposed to the dead of winter. Those scantily clad marchers in the parades -- doesn’t your heart go out to them? Then again, the point of it all is to get one’s reveling in before the start of the austere times of Lent. Which must have made perfect sense back in the day when the larder was growing empty by this time of year anyway. You have to admire the logic of the ancient rites and how they were segued into the customs and traditions we celebrate to this day.
