You’re asking me to believe in sentient meat
19 december 2015 | Ingen har kommenterat än
”I’m not asking you, I’m telling you. These creatures are the only sentient race in that sector and they’re made out of meat. (…)
”Omigod. So what does this meat have in mind?”
”First it wants to talk to us. Then I imagine it wants to explore the Universe, contact other sentiences, swap ideas and information. The usual.”
”We’re supposed to talk to meat.” (…) They use words, ideas, concepts?”
”Oh, yes. Except they do it with meat.””I thought you just told me they used radio.”
”They do, but what do you think is on the radio? Meat sounds. You know how when you slap or flap meat, it makes a noise? They talk by flapping their meat at each other. They can even sing by squirting air through their meat.”
”Omigod. Singing meat. This is altogether too much. So what do you advise?”
Terry Bisson: They’re made out of meat (Omni, 1990)
Bild: As the meat ages by Grant Hutchinson/flickr, cc-licensed
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