This post is a sequel to The Tiki Odyssey, the true story of how my tiki soap-on-a-rope design got copied, scanned, ripped off and otherwise disseminated into popular culture. Now the story takes a supernatural turn.
My interest in tikis is strictly confined to the American cocktail variety. The big hand-carved wooden tikis of Polynesia, though beautiful, aren’t as interesting to me as their bastardized American cousins, mass produced in ceramic, skulls hollow for rum. Few people take the religious component of tikis seriously. However, since writing The Tiki Odyssey, subsequent information has convinced me the tiki possesses power beyond my understanding.
Humuhumu picked up my story on her tiki blog, and eagle-eyed readers were soon sending me more appearances of the soap-on-a-rope tiki. This photo is from eBay. Someone made a silicone mold from the tiki lighter (ripping off the rip-off), and they are selling it as a mold for wax, candy, or soap.
That’s right. This tiki god, invoked in complete ignorance (but pure intent), was summoned to earth to be soap, and he will always seek his natural state. I shudder to think of the bad juju that will rain down upon the dark-hearted individuals who dared to profane a tiki soap god –a spirit of hygiene and cleanliness– by corrupting it into a device for lighting cigarettes.
The only thing more amazing than the power of the tiki is the human capacity for self delusion. According to freepatentsonline.com, the guy who made the tiki lighter has actually filed for patent protection with a stolen tiki design (click to enlarge).