The meat counter in the supermarket smelled like a thousand cows having their body parts evaluated, valued and made into expensive food, cheap food, dog food, cat food and thrash. In that order. The fish counter smelled like the giant floating plastic island in the pacific. With dead fish caught in six pack holders. Like the millions of tiny people caught in the network of cubicles of a large corporation whose input is excel sheets, and its out put is summarized excel sheets. I like it. Makes me feel like home in this modern western world. Makes me feel like i can always expect what somebody will react like when i say something, makes me know how to not push somebody’s buttons. And i never do, god forbid i have to actually talk to somebody. (should i capitalize the g in god? or shouldn’t i? I’m an atheist, but should i anyway? Out of swedish “respect” (cowardliness)?) Note: never mention religion expect if you want to watch somebody try to find the least offensive words ever. They think thrice if any word could be interpreted in any offensive way, and then they utter a sentence one word at a time, usually with no coherence and no meaning. Except the religious right. I want to meet the religious left, see what they are all about. Ask them how they achieve the level of invisibility that nobody ever even wonder why nobody sees them.
Posted on Thursday, 18 December 2008
