Coffin Erotica

A Polish casket manufacturer called Lindner has been selling erotic calendars for five years. Twelve women, scantily clad, arranged on wooden boxes. That’s it. Someone decided to make this, and apparently someone else decided to buy it.

The business logic is almost reasonable if you don’t think too hard. There’s clearly a market. Lindner identified it. Someone in that office probably proposed exactly this—”What if we added models to the calendar?”—and the idea either got enthusiastic agreement or just didn’t get shot down hard enough. Either way, production happened. Distribution happened. The calendar exists.

What stops me is the specificity. Not erotic calendars in general, which you can find anywhere. Not coffins. This exact combination. Someone wanted it specifically like this, badly enough that a casket company paid attention and acted. The machinery of commerce grinding just for that.

Now I’m thinking about what other calendars exist that I don’t know about. What other specific desires are quietly generating revenue somewhere in the catalog. It’s a little terrifying, honestly.