Life Advice in Exchange for Potatoes
July 20, 2017 4:06 PM Subscribe
I've been told (by professional pig roasters) that snake (well, rattlesnake anyway) is really tasty.
posted by jonmc at 4:16 PM on July 20, 2017
posted by jonmc at 4:16 PM on July 20, 2017
Reasonably solid advice.
posted by brennen at 4:29 PM on July 20, 2017 [1 favorite]
posted by brennen at 4:29 PM on July 20, 2017 [1 favorite]
I've been told (by professional pig roasters) that snake (well, rattlesnake anyway) is really tasty.
But the way the meat jumps around when you first put it in the hot pan is a bit creepy.
posted by Splunge at 4:40 PM on July 20, 2017 [1 favorite]
But the way the meat jumps around when you first put it in the hot pan is a bit creepy.
posted by Splunge at 4:40 PM on July 20, 2017 [1 favorite]
I'd rather be a bird.
posted by tully_monster at 4:40 PM on July 20, 2017
posted by tully_monster at 4:40 PM on July 20, 2017
I … feel like maybe there's a bit of an assumption of facts not in evidence in the claims that one doesn't love (or hate!) one's consciousness, and that the explanation for that putative state of affairs is that it's perceived as oneself.*
* It would be better to say something like "experienced as oneself", or something like that, because to talk about perception immediately gives the lie to the putative explanation of the non-love, that "you don't get detached from it": perception (and consciousness itself) are of something, and it's completely possible to have an I that perceives an always-separate-from-itself-in-virtue-of-its-objecthood perceived I. They just don't join up! If the idea is that one has a specifically nonreflective, unthematized as-it-were experience of one's consciousness as oneself, perception is at best a misleading way to put it. But even the person who doesn't love his or her body most likely already does have that exact same nonthematizing experience of his or her own body, in its mundane uses: I as I type, if I'm typing well, or as I walk, if, say, I don't have cramps or whatever and am walking as I normally do, don't take my body or its movements as objects of consciousness or as objects to be manipulated in order to get letters on the screen or me where I'm going, it just is me acting in the world. And just as, separately from that, I can look at myself in a mirror and say: "gettin' kinda pudgy there", I can, separately from my day-to-day mental activity, think about my own consciousness and say: "maybe your penchant for catastrophic thinking is actually bad and you should feel bad". You can always stand back and make something an object of thought, and in general, that's good.
posted by kenko at 4:42 PM on July 20, 2017 [6 favorites]
* It would be better to say something like "experienced as oneself", or something like that, because to talk about perception immediately gives the lie to the putative explanation of the non-love, that "you don't get detached from it": perception (and consciousness itself) are of something, and it's completely possible to have an I that perceives an always-separate-from-itself-in-virtue-of-its-objecthood perceived I. They just don't join up! If the idea is that one has a specifically nonreflective, unthematized as-it-were experience of one's consciousness as oneself, perception is at best a misleading way to put it. But even the person who doesn't love his or her body most likely already does have that exact same nonthematizing experience of his or her own body, in its mundane uses: I as I type, if I'm typing well, or as I walk, if, say, I don't have cramps or whatever and am walking as I normally do, don't take my body or its movements as objects of consciousness or as objects to be manipulated in order to get letters on the screen or me where I'm going, it just is me acting in the world. And just as, separately from that, I can look at myself in a mirror and say: "gettin' kinda pudgy there", I can, separately from my day-to-day mental activity, think about my own consciousness and say: "maybe your penchant for catastrophic thinking is actually bad and you should feel bad". You can always stand back and make something an object of thought, and in general, that's good.
posted by kenko at 4:42 PM on July 20, 2017 [6 favorites]
I've been told (by professional pig roasters) that snake (well, rattlesnake anyway) is really tasty.
Seems like you'd want the advice of a snake roaster, but waddo I know.
posted by kenko at 4:42 PM on July 20, 2017 [7 favorites]
Seems like you'd want the advice of a snake roaster, but waddo I know.
posted by kenko at 4:42 PM on July 20, 2017 [7 favorites]
Eating potatoes makes me happier than most advice I've ever gotten.
posted by Greg_Ace at 4:50 PM on July 20, 2017 [21 favorites]
posted by Greg_Ace at 4:50 PM on July 20, 2017 [21 favorites]
Well, the fact that she equates broccoli with poison makes me consider her advice significantly less valid. Although if she rejected anything with mushrooms, then I'd know we at least have some common ground.
And I would never want to become a snake or eat a snake. However, there are many other animals I would enjoy becoming but NOT eating, just as most of the animals I enjoy eating I would not want to become.
As for my relationship with my body, I have somewhat disliked it ever since the first time I was diagnosed with a condition that requires regular permanent maintenance. It became like a relative you wish could disown but cannot. What I like most about computers and the internet (and MetaFilter) is the ability to interact with other people, places and things with minimal involvement of my annoying body.
I am definitely overthinking a plate of beans here. And I would not accept advice from someone who accepts payment in beans.
posted by oneswellfoop at 5:15 PM on July 20, 2017 [1 favorite]
And I would never want to become a snake or eat a snake. However, there are many other animals I would enjoy becoming but NOT eating, just as most of the animals I enjoy eating I would not want to become.
As for my relationship with my body, I have somewhat disliked it ever since the first time I was diagnosed with a condition that requires regular permanent maintenance. It became like a relative you wish could disown but cannot. What I like most about computers and the internet (and MetaFilter) is the ability to interact with other people, places and things with minimal involvement of my annoying body.
I am definitely overthinking a plate of beans here. And I would not accept advice from someone who accepts payment in beans.
posted by oneswellfoop at 5:15 PM on July 20, 2017 [1 favorite]
I put out my lower back today (again) and am not loving my body. Can I be a snake please?
posted by palindromeisnotapalindrome at 5:24 PM on July 20, 2017 [1 favorite]
posted by palindromeisnotapalindrome at 5:24 PM on July 20, 2017 [1 favorite]
Except are basically one long back, no?
posted by atomicstone at 5:29 PM on July 20, 2017 [23 favorites]
posted by atomicstone at 5:29 PM on July 20, 2017 [23 favorites]
I dunno. This is pretty good advice I guess, apart from the fact that severe depression could be considered "hating your consciousness".
posted by turbid dahlia at 5:38 PM on July 20, 2017 [7 favorites]
posted by turbid dahlia at 5:38 PM on July 20, 2017 [7 favorites]
Reasonably solid advice.
Perhaps they were only reasonably tasty potatoes.
posted by GenjiandProust at 6:22 PM on July 20, 2017 [2 favorites]
Perhaps they were only reasonably tasty potatoes.
posted by GenjiandProust at 6:22 PM on July 20, 2017 [2 favorites]
My consciousness has been a thorn in my side for as long as I can remember.
That's why I drink.
posted by Joseph Gurl at 6:58 PM on July 20, 2017 [6 favorites]
That's why I drink.
posted by Joseph Gurl at 6:58 PM on July 20, 2017 [6 favorites]
only reasonably tasty potatoes
Blasphemer!!!
posted by Greg_Ace at 7:44 PM on July 20, 2017 [1 favorite]
Blasphemer!!!
posted by Greg_Ace at 7:44 PM on July 20, 2017 [1 favorite]
Cogito ergo glum.
posted by condour75 at 8:14 PM on July 20, 2017 [4 favorites]
posted by condour75 at 8:14 PM on July 20, 2017 [4 favorites]
ITYM Cogito ergo pomme (de terre)
posted by Greg_Ace at 8:18 PM on July 20, 2017 [7 favorites]
posted by Greg_Ace at 8:18 PM on July 20, 2017 [7 favorites]
Honestly, I think I like her one about the Chinese Philosophy conference better.
posted by happyroach at 9:18 PM on July 20, 2017
posted by happyroach at 9:18 PM on July 20, 2017
I hate my consciousness and my consciousness acts like it hates my body, so it comes out even.
posted by straight at 9:33 PM on July 20, 2017
posted by straight at 9:33 PM on July 20, 2017
I'd be more of a fan of my consciousness if it wasn't so damn pleased with itself all the time.
posted by vanar sena at 11:33 PM on July 20, 2017 [3 favorites]
posted by vanar sena at 11:33 PM on July 20, 2017 [3 favorites]
This is right up my alley, thanks OP! Just this morning I was once again scripting a video essay in my head on why I think the phrase "believe in yourself" is bullshit, so I'm in the right mood for this one. I really enjoy this genre of questioning or debunking commonly held, fallacious ideas of positive thinking, and wish there was more of it out there.
posted by jklaiho at 11:58 PM on July 20, 2017 [4 favorites]
posted by jklaiho at 11:58 PM on July 20, 2017 [4 favorites]
Cogito ergo sum bibendum
posted by Joseph Gurl at 12:34 AM on July 21, 2017 [1 favorite]
posted by Joseph Gurl at 12:34 AM on July 21, 2017 [1 favorite]
I took a professional development course recently where the facilitator rewarded for participation or good answers by giving them potatoes. Raw potatoes. It was actually kind of neat
posted by lollusc at 1:23 AM on July 21, 2017 [10 favorites]
posted by lollusc at 1:23 AM on July 21, 2017 [10 favorites]
I've been told (by professional pig roasters) that snake (well, rattlesnake anyway) is really tasty.
I've eaten snake, it was pretty tasty. It had white meat on the two upper side portions and a darker reddish meant underneath. The flesh was pretty firm, somewhere between chicken and monkfish. Tasted like a sort of gamier version of chicken. Luckily it filled my plate, as apparently the next tray along on the buffet was porcupine.
posted by biffa at 1:34 AM on July 21, 2017
I've eaten snake, it was pretty tasty. It had white meat on the two upper side portions and a darker reddish meant underneath. The flesh was pretty firm, somewhere between chicken and monkfish. Tasted like a sort of gamier version of chicken. Luckily it filled my plate, as apparently the next tray along on the buffet was porcupine.
posted by biffa at 1:34 AM on July 21, 2017
...I love my consciousness...
Thing is, there is love and there is love, right? So when I say I love my body, I mean I love it multiple different ways. I love it the way I love a wounded fragile animal. I love it with a rueful, sad, forgiving, awe-struck, playful, curious, intrigued, faithful-until-death-do-us-dissolve sort of love. I don't love my body in the sense of thinking I have incredibly sexy boobs, and everybody else should admire my incredibly sexy boobs. I'm more blown away by the fact that I'm a mobile Lancashire hot pot - liver, kidney, lungs and lights all lumped together into my skin and yet despite being made out of meat here I am typing away and smiling faintly - good grief!
I love myself the same way that I love my neighbour. I don't necessarily always like my neighbour, particularly since after twelve years he has still not actually gotten any good at playing the drums and always starts practicing after 9:30 PM. But I am proud and pleased to give him the tolerance to practice, because damn it, we NEED people who play music, and nobody is good at music unless they practice, and everybody is bad when they start, so I will damn well go to bat for his right to practice the drums when he gets a chance to after work. It's not like he abuses it. He would probably have improved a lot more if he practiced for more than fifteen minutes. So the first thing I am going to do is make sure the space is open for my body, that I accept my body. Yes, you can be inconvenient.
Same with my body. I love it. And often my reaction to it is, "What now??" but at the same time as I'm turning around and paying attention - oh did I just cough so hard I peed myself? I feel a rush of affection for this body of mine - for myself, because why not? There's no shame in being mortal and fallible and self care feels good, it feels good to look after my body's needs. If I am hungry and my body tells me I am hungry and I feed that hunger I get to experience the pleasure of eating, so my body has brought me joy. So my body brings me joy every day over and over. So how can I not love my dear, flabby little tired old body? It's all I've got. It's like my nice old childhood home. Sure it's not perfect like the pictures in the women's magazines but I'm not spending that kind of money on it. And you can't live in those homes anyway, they are staged for the magazine shoots.
posted by Jane the Brown at 4:15 AM on July 21, 2017 [21 favorites]
Thing is, there is love and there is love, right? So when I say I love my body, I mean I love it multiple different ways. I love it the way I love a wounded fragile animal. I love it with a rueful, sad, forgiving, awe-struck, playful, curious, intrigued, faithful-until-death-do-us-dissolve sort of love. I don't love my body in the sense of thinking I have incredibly sexy boobs, and everybody else should admire my incredibly sexy boobs. I'm more blown away by the fact that I'm a mobile Lancashire hot pot - liver, kidney, lungs and lights all lumped together into my skin and yet despite being made out of meat here I am typing away and smiling faintly - good grief!
I love myself the same way that I love my neighbour. I don't necessarily always like my neighbour, particularly since after twelve years he has still not actually gotten any good at playing the drums and always starts practicing after 9:30 PM. But I am proud and pleased to give him the tolerance to practice, because damn it, we NEED people who play music, and nobody is good at music unless they practice, and everybody is bad when they start, so I will damn well go to bat for his right to practice the drums when he gets a chance to after work. It's not like he abuses it. He would probably have improved a lot more if he practiced for more than fifteen minutes. So the first thing I am going to do is make sure the space is open for my body, that I accept my body. Yes, you can be inconvenient.
Same with my body. I love it. And often my reaction to it is, "What now??" but at the same time as I'm turning around and paying attention - oh did I just cough so hard I peed myself? I feel a rush of affection for this body of mine - for myself, because why not? There's no shame in being mortal and fallible and self care feels good, it feels good to look after my body's needs. If I am hungry and my body tells me I am hungry and I feed that hunger I get to experience the pleasure of eating, so my body has brought me joy. So my body brings me joy every day over and over. So how can I not love my dear, flabby little tired old body? It's all I've got. It's like my nice old childhood home. Sure it's not perfect like the pictures in the women's magazines but I'm not spending that kind of money on it. And you can't live in those homes anyway, they are staged for the magazine shoots.
posted by Jane the Brown at 4:15 AM on July 21, 2017 [21 favorites]
I've been told (by professional pig roasters) that snake (well, rattlesnake anyway) is really tasty.
The one time I had rattlesnake it reminded me mostly of flavorless beef jerky.
posted by COD at 5:01 AM on July 21, 2017
The one time I had rattlesnake it reminded me mostly of flavorless beef jerky.
posted by COD at 5:01 AM on July 21, 2017
I was looking through her other comics, I don't party like I used to is kind of great.
posted by signal at 7:48 AM on July 21, 2017 [6 favorites]
posted by signal at 7:48 AM on July 21, 2017 [6 favorites]
Seems like you'd want the advice of a snake roaster, but waddo I know.
Snake roasters have a vested interest in making you eat more snake. I'd rather have the opinion of a pig roaster who isn't in the pocket of big snake.
Anyway, snake is snake, it's perfectly edible but not something I'd necessarily seek out and I've had it a few different ways.
Also, there are a ton of aspects of myself I like and don't like. My body's another one. Not too big of a fan of my consciousness when it gets itself sad for no good reason, or can't quite force itself to be extroverted when necessary.
posted by mikesch at 8:34 AM on July 21, 2017 [3 favorites]
Snake roasters have a vested interest in making you eat more snake. I'd rather have the opinion of a pig roaster who isn't in the pocket of big snake.
Anyway, snake is snake, it's perfectly edible but not something I'd necessarily seek out and I've had it a few different ways.
Also, there are a ton of aspects of myself I like and don't like. My body's another one. Not too big of a fan of my consciousness when it gets itself sad for no good reason, or can't quite force itself to be extroverted when necessary.
posted by mikesch at 8:34 AM on July 21, 2017 [3 favorites]
Snakes got pockets?!?
posted by Greg_Ace at 9:28 AM on July 21, 2017 [1 favorite]
posted by Greg_Ace at 9:28 AM on July 21, 2017 [1 favorite]
Snake is delicious.
And I kind of have to love my body.
Otherwise I'd never get any action...
posted by Samizdata at 10:52 AM on July 21, 2017 [1 favorite]
And I kind of have to love my body.
Otherwise I'd never get any action...
posted by Samizdata at 10:52 AM on July 21, 2017 [1 favorite]
Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssseems ssssssssssssssssssenssssssssssssssssssible.
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