Who put the Bob in the Shish Kabob-kabob? (humor)

December 9, 2009

Who put the Bob in the

Shish Kabob-kabob?December 9th, 2009

(Who put the ram in the rama lama ding dong?)Like

everyone else, I love a good cannibal story. Whether it’s Hannibal Lector

or British Columbia pig-farmer-turned-serial-killer Robert Picton, there

is something about breaking the taboo of eating humans that tweaks our

interest.

Like me, you probably divide cannibal experiences into two groups: those

who turned cannibal because they were really, really hungry like the

Donner

Pass party; or those who turn cannibal as rogues: for fun, taste, cheap

meat, or to piss everyone off. The latter group are the ones I really

like, particularly when they share their human meat with unsuspecting

friends and neighbors.

We forget sometimes that we’re made out of meat, so I love reminders like

this

one about three homeless people who ate a fellow homeless person,

then sold the leftovers to a shish-kebob restaurant. I wonder about the

people who unknowingly ate this homeless guy. But what did they think

they were eating, potatoes? They didn't know much about all the other

animals they ate, so why should they feel they deserved an introduction

prior to eating the homeless guy?

I think carnivores should just live with it. Quit bitching. You’re

cannibals whether you know it or not. You think the sausage factory

grinds to a halt if someone falls in the hopper? Not bloody likely. But

even without the occasional goût d’human, the typical diet is filled with

the corpses of animals who otherwise might be going about their lives.

Don't like cannibals? Then don't be one.

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