My very ambitious, animal loving 8-year old daughter wanted to go fishing. I tried to explain to her that fishing involved a killing and eating part. She’d imagined something like reeling in a trout and throwing it back in. As a compromise, we took a dolphin and turtle-watching trip. Residents learned years ago that protecting these animals was more profitable, and ethical, than killing them. But our two boatmen tied up a fishing rod in case they could hook something else for dinner. It turned out to be a four-foot sailfish.
What followed was half-Hemingway, half Scorsese. We all watched in awe as it jumped and they expertly reeled it in. But my daughter turned away as they pinned it to the side of the boat and clubbed it to death before hauling it in. Still, she said, “I could hear them scooping the blood out of the boat.”
that’ll be a lasting impression.
literature really isn’t so different from reality.
"Pete, any chance you can get me a swan? Unplucked if possible. I want to serve it in its plumage." My butcher of 10 years was used to the occasional odd request from me; tripe, pork cheeks, trotters, but I think this one finally worried him. "Umm…. Can I ask why?", he responded after an uncomfortable pause.
“A figure I just came across has it that only 56% of people like getting non-junk mail. In my experience, that’s bullshit. In 2011, receiving an actual postcard or letter or package in the actual mail is like having a genie jump out of your coffeemaker and granting your wish that somewhere in this world, someone gives a shit about you.”—Nice Things You Can Do That Might Make Your Friends Get a Little Weepy
Remember when his wife went insane and was institutionalized and then he never spoke to her again? Sure sure, Virginia Woolf called his wife Viv a “bag of ferrets,” and when Virginia Woolf calls somebody crazy… But to me she sounds like a Lucille Ball: “Tom, can I be in your poem?” Her portrait as a goodhearted lunatic extends right down to the 5am police call reporting her wandering around the city asking if T.S. Eliot has been beheaded yet. In any case, Eliot was kind of a misogynist and tended to describe women as oversexed and smelly.
[just in case you’re worried that this here tumblr is getting all ‘man-hatey,’ know that #8 in this list is jane austen… click through for the payoff.]