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Why is the Summoner referred to as a “pimp?"

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The Summoner is referred to as a "pimp" because he hired prostitutes and had a sole purpose to use people just for a profit for himself.

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What does the Summoner in the Friar's Tale claim is his profession when he meets the "yeoman"?

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The Summoner claims he is a bailiff when he first meets the "yeoman." The "yeoman" then explains that he too is a bailiff and is not known in this land.

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Charity Refused and Curses Uttered in Chaucer’s Friar’s Tale

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Charity Refused and Curses Uttered in Chaucer’s Friar’s Tale

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In the essay Charity Refused and Curses Uttered in Chaucer’s Friar’s Tale by Jennifer Culver, the stereotype of the widow as a hag or witch figure is talked about. This stereotype is utilized throughout The Friar's Tale. The author states, " In Chaucer’s Friar’s Tale, the summoner targets a widow on the outskirts of town who fits what will later become the stereotype of a woman accused of witchcraft. From 1300-1500, over two-thirds of those accused of witchcraft were women, with more being unmarried women and most of the unmarried women being widows. Before this stereotype took hold, it drew on beliefs, anxieties, and stereotypes that already existed in Chaucer’s time." This is a very frightening statistic and an extremely poor sense of judgement by people of that time to be so cruel. I agree with the author that it is sad that it occurred and that Chaucer used the stereotype in the story. It would be much better if everybody just treated each other kindly and honestly.

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This is the Friar from the Friar's Tale. He is well-dressed, even though he is supposed to be poor.

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By: Trace Adkins
She was pretty
She was smart
She was witty
Yeah she had charm
Cupid shot me
That's what got me down the aisle
But that match made in heaven
Went straight to hell
Split up our possessions
Put the house up for sale
And I learned a lesson I won't be forgetting
Next time around

I'm gonna marry for money
I'll be so damn rich it ain't funny
I'm gonna have me a trust fund, yacht club, hot tub piece of the pie
Find me a sweet sugar mama
With a whole lot of zeros and commas
Don't really care if she loves me
She can even be ugly
I'm gonna marry for money

I won't have to love her family
I won't have to like her friends
And if it works out like I planned it,
I won't ever have to work again

I'm gonna marry for money
I'll be so damn rich it ain't funny
I'm gonna have me a trust fund, yacht club, hot tub piece of the pie
Find me a sweet sugar mama
With a whole lot of zeros and commas
I don't care if she loves me
She can even be ugly
I'm gonna marry for money

Show me the money

Cha-ching

Y'all I'm gonna find a wife
On a leer jet the old lady buys me
I'll call her sweet heart and honey if she's a hundred and twenty
I'm gonna marry for money
I don't care if she loves me
She can be really ugly
I'm gonna marry for money

Oh, cha-ching
Mucho deniro

Come over here you good lookin' thing, you
Oh, there's your walker in the corner
Over, over

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Man's Greed - Poem by Paul Sebastian

God fashioned man out of earth
In His image and breathed life into him
Woman He created for him to love
Dominion over creation, He gave him
Eden's Paradise, earthly heaven as his treasure
Man, yet succumbed to Evil One's temptation
Greed banished him from heavenly pleasure
To till the earth for food; to earth, his destination

Greed begets even more deprivation
Man's insatiable greed has no limitation
He has learnt not despite Eden's first lesson
In his heart, greed to be like gods, lives on

Man looks for strange gods to trust
He worships the god of material riches
Falls at the feet of goddess of lust
Bows before goddess of envious witches
His heart wears pride as the devil's crest
Prowls to steal, kill and destroy: No glitches!

Powers of darkness, his propriety
Offers food to the god of gluttony
Religion abused in the name of Almighty
Alibi for rapes, killings; massacres for tyranny
Rich get richer; the poor suffer in dire poverty

Eco-green sacrificed to fatten an economy
Rapid industrialization, at expense of man's health
No regard for our children's futurity
Insane to abuse and rape Mother Earth!
Recklessly tampering with his posterity

Suffer man with floods, drought and eco-pollution
Mother Nature, suffocates in global warming
Flash weather changes, flash floods displacing thousands
Displaced millions more in nations that are warring
Coveting a people with self-stamped ideological warrants

Marriage institution wearing, gay-marriages in
Cultural norms challenged and evolving
Social-religious values trampled, crumpling
Is this the apocalypse man's hastening?
Has man begun his own grave digging?

Would he relent to warning cries and sober?
Rebel till it's too late? Then cry, 'Oh, my God! '
Would he forcefully usher in a new world order?
Would he elect the Chaotic Leader of days of old?
Man is mere earthly man, not God
He cannot play God, not reincarnate God
(He'd reincarnate the devil in him, as his god!)

Mother Earth, he must respect
Mother Nature, he must protect
God's Law he must hearken
To God he must return
Not become, himself, a god!

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Greed - Poem by Sylvia Chidi

Where there is a need
There is always greed
A rotten exploiting deed
That manifests with speed

When there are mouths to feed
Read between the lines and take heed!
Lurking around is an Inspiring greed
Ready to take advantage and proceed

Even when there is no need to succeed
By now it is agreed, there is always greed
Our desire for more always exceeds our needs
Hence wealth, power and greed have always been married

We always want more
Sometimes I don't know what for
I read to understand what generation of breed
Has given birth to this senseless weed
Because life is a circle of endless greed

I urgently need to know, I plead
Who planted this seed of greed to deliberately mislead?