Posted on Sunday, October 31, 2010
in Family, Strange and Unusual
Why is it that when people admire babies, they speak of cannibalism?
It’s happened several times to me and Sir Fartsalot. A young wan who helps me out with Laughingboy from time to time, she wanted to melt my baby down and spread him on toast. A neighbour pinched Sir Fartsalot’s leg, and told me she wanted to just sink her teeth into it. My cousin wants to gnaw on his bellybutton while she watches Coronation Street.
I myself have yearned to chew on his chubby cheeky cheeks from time to time, and I find myself alarmed that nobody finds this disturbing in the slightest. It’s all so Salad Fingers.
Have you ever witnessed this bizarre behaviour?!? What does it say about us as a supposedly socially savvy species; that we want to absorb the baby’s purity and digest its essense like the Skeksis from The Dark Crystal, maybe… or maybe we sense that the baby’s flesh is tender meat and we get peckish? Why people get so vicious when they see a set of baby bobbly toes is beyond me.
I bet it’s just because we want to become one with the purity. How primeval… but it makes sense to me now.
As you were…