People always say that something “tastes like shit,” but very few people have actually tasted it. I’ve always wondered how many people among the many who we see every day have, secretly or openly, eaten shit? Has anyone HERE eaten shit? If so, how did the situation happen? Was it some kind of hazing, an initiation or some other form of ritual degradation? Was it to satisfy a sexual urge? Was it a complete accident or a prank by someone else?
Samuel Delany, in Hogg, writes: “Shit stinks. But it don’t taste like nothin’.”
Does your experience bear this out? I assume Delany has actually eaten shit because his novel is regarded as a fairly accurate expression of his own sexual desires. He claims it tastes gritty and pasty, mushy, and basically tasteless.
Argent Towers, based upon the evidence of your many recent posts, would it be unreasonable/offensive if someone was to conclude that in your apparent obsession with the novel “Hogg” you have yourself begun to experiment with coprophagy?
Now I am not suggesting that this is what I actually believe, (not that I expect you to care about what I may think) but due to your many references to “Hogg” and of course this very thread itself, if somebody was to conclude that you had recently became a shit-eater, would that conclusion be (to you) out of left field, or could you see where it was founded upon?
Hell no, I don’t eat it, nor do I want to, but I do want to hear the experiences of those who have. It wasn’t so much Hogg which inspired this thread, even though I have been mentioning it a lot lately because I read it recently - it just occurred to me that people really do say “tastes like shit” all the time, and yet, how the hell do they know what it tastes like? It’s such a common comparison yet fundamentally flawed unless the person saying it has actually tasted shit.
Well, I am glad I (hopefully) didnt offend you, as that was NOT my intent----I was just wondering if you would understand how someone could conclude (based on this thread, and of your several recent mentions of a book that also talks about shit-eating) that the subject was becoming a bit of a fixation, and if so, would it be reasonable to conclude that one might be inclined to act on said fixation…
In other words, if someone is bringing an activity up a lot, mentioning it or talking about it often, is it out of bounds to conclude that they may be thinking about engaging in that same activity?
(I know people are interested in lots of stuff that they have no intention of participating in, but does my point have any merit?)
Hogg is about a hell of a lot more than just shit-eating. It’s actually a brilliant book, despite being outrageously transgressive and probably too disgusting for most people to get through. The genius in it is that Delany presents us with a grotesque world of complete amorality that is so over-the-top, and so constant, that the tiny bits of normality within the book are amplified to an extremely high degree. But I can’t explain it any better than that; you have to just read the book yourself.
Working on a farm yes. Cow crap gets everywhere. Cow crap splatters when they crap. Always keep at least 10 feet away from a cow with their tail in the air. I have no explanation of the taste other than it’s not a treat, as I did lots of spiting on the times it happened immediately after it happened decades ago. The stuff that your cleaning out after weeks fermenting is worse. It would probably gross you out that we walked in it to get the cows and just washed off afterward. It’s cold, squishy like pumpkin pie filling and full of fibers that can be prickly. It can suck the boot right off your foot. It’s slippery and you can fall on your ass, hence slippery as shit.
Doing an advanced medical microbiology lab, it was one of our assignments to type our own E. coli and to do a mouth swab and identify any E. coli in the mouth. This was about 1960 or so.
Many years ago at a bonfire, a few people decided to have a gross-out contest. I didn’t take part, but I just had to watch this. It seemed the winner was going to be the guy who licked the liquid off the upper lip of another guy who had a runny nose.
Another guy, wanting to collect the $50 bucks we pooled together, announced he would eat shit. Another guy produced the shit. I didn’t see it come out his ass, but it looked and smelled like the real thing. The guy picked it up and ate a small piece. He said it was like chewing on tastless wax.