The cannibals are back

I am back. Do you recall the German cannibal news story I relayed in an earlier post? Well, there is an update. The top German court has ordered a retrial saying that the manslaughter, there is a funny term considering the killing and eating as it is exactly what it was, conviction was too lenient. Do you think????? Those Germans sure do know a thing or two about slaughter, manslaughter, don't they?

Stop me before I kill and eat again! You see this goes to prove a long held belief of mine. We, as a society, have gotten too far removed from the origins of the food we eat. We see various cuts of meat in a supermarket but cannot put the face to it and respect that animal that gave its life, such that it was, to nourish us. That is too bad. I am beginning to think that this cannibalism thing at least puts you closer to the origin of your food.

This reminds me of a story, a true story, that I found in the news in December and sent around to an unfortunate number of friends. I found the story so sick and, yet so funny that I had to share it. I will reprint a synopsis of the story for you all now.

REUTERS
2:58 p.m. December 15, 2004
MEXICO CITY – A Mexican man killed his lover in a drunken, drugged fight then cooked the man's body in tomato and onion sauce and ate it over three days.
Police found Gumaro de Dios Arias grilling rotting human flesh for his breakfast, including part of a heart, when they raided a shack he lived in near the Caribbean beach resort of Playa del Carmen, a police chief said Wednesday.
"He was preparing stews. There was a grill where he was cooking part of the heart and bits he had cut off the body. It was terrible, terrible," said local police chief Martin Estrada, who was among a dozen police who raided the shack.
Arias told police the victim, a young man, arrived at his cardboard hut in a wasteland area with a mutual friend who then left the two of them drinking and taking drugs.
The pair had sex and afterward a fight broke out during which he killed the man with blows to the head, police said.
Police arrested Arias, 25,Tuesday after a tip off.
"They said there was a person eating a person," Estrada said.
"We found him lying on a folding bed and to one side was the corpse which had been torn apart and which it seems he had been eating for three days," he told Reuters.
The corpse, which had its back ripped open and its innards pulled out, was missing various parts, like a thigh, he said.

Fun story, huh? But see the humor. I mean I now think twice about any cravings I may have to eat Mexican. Eating Mexican food has taken on a whole new meaning. But think of the whole scenario. I mean somebody comes over to your cardboard hut (substitute brick house, townhome, condominium, apartment if you cannot fathom the idea of cardboard hut living--I wonder if there is a market for a Martha Stewart type magazine for Cardboard Hut Living Lifestyle, if not there is another idea to explore) and you decide to get high and have sex. What went wrong there. I think we can safely say that something went terribly awry there, but at what exact point did the whole thing turn from drunken, high sodomy to murder and a meal? What was that moment when the line was crossed, you know that point of no return? Well, it was no return for the victim/meal.

I am thinking that sodomy does tenderize human flesh. That may be the lesson, so I wonder if the German dude figured that out before hand or just braised his victim. Back to Mexico for a second, it seems to me that given the timing was around Christmas, that this is the gift that keeps on giving. You have somebody who serves as drug partner, sex partner and then breakfast, lunch and dinner. I guess over time you may have to go to the store to get some Human Helper. On day three, you must be getting pretty sick of leftovers.

I was thinking that it was the perfect date gone horribly wrong. I am calling the perfect date dinner, movie and sex. Here we have the sex and will substitute getting high and drunk for the movie. The dinner here has different meanings to the participants. I mean the victim IS dinner and the killer is having dinner, but alone. That may be a lesson to all of you out there, IF YOU DECIDE TO HAVE YOUR DESSERT FIRST, THERE COULD BE TROUBLE THAT YOU DID NOT BARGAIN FOR!

I have said enough for now, but remind me to get into the John Wayne Gacy thoughts the spring to mind because of that damn Mexican story. In fact, it is not Wendy's (the alleged finger in the chili story) that scares me but Taco Bell. Would you want to eat authentic Mexican food now? Happy eating all and ciao!