My first reaction was that humans are the only organisms that look really funny with no clothes on.
My second, more considered reaction, was that humans probably taste very nice.
A third, which only occurs to me now, is that humans are the only creatures capable of posting pictures of their cats on the internet.
|Day 34: The Earthlings still haven't grasped my true nature.|
Which topic led to a current preoccupation, which is the vogue for something called pulled pork. You see on menus everywhere, except when it's pulled chicken, which is probably something different. So what is pulled pork? What is it about the pulling that makes pork special? And what is meant by 'pulling' in this context? Several possible meanings have thusfar intruded upon our sensoria, including, but limited to:
- 'pulled pork' is marketing-speak for 'mechanically recovered' meat, in other words, all those wibbly bits of meat concerning which one probably shouldn't inquire too closely, yanked from carcases after all the good bits have been removed;
- 'pulled pork' is a euphemism for masturbation;
- 'pulled pork' is derived from pigs that have been stretched prior to slaughter;
- 'pulled pork' is a euphemism for 'long pig', itself a euphemism for human flesh. Mmm. With fava beans and a nice chianti.
Well, really. 'Pulled Pork' is actually a means of cooking pork at a relatively low temperature for a long time, so that the meat becomes very tender and can be 'pulled' off the bone. It can be used for otherwise tough and gristly bits, and in the colonies has been referred to as 'Boston Butt'.
So now you know.
Isn't the internet a wonderful thing?