VI: Columbine
The challenge of making a columbine cup.
Good morning. Today is sextidi, the 6th of Floréal, Year CCXXXI. We celebrate l'ancolie, a perennial with spurred petals that look like an eagle's talons.
One of the more baffling spectacles in sport is the figure skating competition, in which creatively costumed athletes are commanded to perform with artistic flare while also performing a series of closely prescribed tricks (and avoiding banned ones) so that judges can make minute judgements about their ability. It's comparing the tastes of apples to oranges by demanding that each grow the exact same number of seeds and deducting points for any seeds that come out less than perfect. (Gymnastics competitions also follow this pattern for determining winners and losers.)
The system is fuzzy and controversial compared to the seemingly cleaner method in most sports of counting up which side scored more points, but the figure skating competition is the closest thing I can think of to explaining how the medieval job market worked.