Saturday, 4 January 2014

Strange Customs II

Earthlings have strange customs.

In the animal kingdom, as well as certain parts of the world where famine and food shortages are common, food is a matter of life and death - life if you have enough of it and death if you don't. It's a matter of survival.

In other parts of the world, however, food is a celebration of life. People wax lyrical about it, eulogize it, write books about it,  film travelogues and documentaries about it, organize grand functions  and lavish ceremonies revolving around it, glamorize it in advertisements, idolize it in televised food programs, make love to it in chef-hosted cookery shows , go out of their way to experience it in all its variously cooked or prepared forms, that which not only turns rotten and breeds maggots after a few days without refrigeration or other means of preservation but also turns to shit after being consumed, or at least half of it, and occasionally, all of it together with half your intestines, a small price to pay perhaps for the privilege of being able to indulge in the pleasures of the flesh, stomach-related, as once the storm has passed, the feasting resumes unabated as generally is the practice.

Mighty strange customs indeed hath earthlings.

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