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Forget about the “yes if I was starving to death after a plane crash” answer. How about if it was part of a Brooklyn food festival? If you’re Anthony Bourdain, “Yes, yes, I fucking would.” (Apparently he’d like to deep fry Dick Cheney’s head, fuck him up the ass and then cook him. Each to his own, I guess.) Dana Goodyear reports on modern cannibalism for The New Yorker:
Probably the most scandalous assertion of Upton Sinclair’s fictional exposé of Packingtown was that the careless, virtually unregulated, factory-style processing of meat that was the norm at the turn of the century was making unwitting cannibals of the American public. Men working in the steam rooms, he wrote, would fall into open vats in the floor
“and when they were fished out, there was never enough of them left to be worth exhibiting—sometimes they would be overlooked for days, till all but the bones of them had gone out to the world as Durham’s Pure Leaf Lard!”
Cannibalism—whether unintentional, deliberate (as with the Donner Party, the Uruguayan rugby team, and scores of sailors in extremis) or plain murderous (the recent incident in Florida)—represents the most troubling extreme of our omnivorous condition. Just because we can, will we?…
[continues in The New Yorker]
