Yeah, I think I would. I guess I’d do anything to live; I think that’s just the way people are wired. Can’t say as I’d much like it, though. Probably need lots of therapy afterward.
Or maybe I’d just write a book.
I don’t see the objection, to eating a meat that’s just gonna spoil otherwise - given a life threatening situation. Frankly, I’d be more squicked by the idea of trying to eat a pet than I would of trying to eat a stranger.
Besides, think of the efficiency of combining a BBQ with the funeral pyre: multitasking to the last!
With some taco sauce?
You bet I would! 