Sometime recently I saw the SouthPark episode that features Marvin the Starvin Ethiopian. Apparently this jogged a few braincells, because in the famous words of MLE "I had a really weird dream." How weird you ask? Weird enough to be having the following conversation with Kenny or Cartman and not being able to remember which.
Me: "So it's like this. Imagine you were in Somalia, and you came across some Somalis. They'd just raided a burned out American bunker and had scavenged some Ho-Ho snack cakes.
These Somalis haven't eaten a full meal in days. Now you KNOW Ho-Hos are not really food, in fact they're pretty bad for you from a nutritional standpoint.
So do you take the Ho-Hos away from the Somalis? Do you assure them that somewhere, out there, they can find NGOs who are handing out healthful rations of millet and dried milk? Or do you let them keep the nutritionally terrible, yet pleasant and sustaining for the time being Ho-Hos and move along your way? Do you keep quiet about the existence of the NGOs whose whereabouts you can't pinpoint, whose existence is at some level just theoretical?"
Cartman: "Duuude! Ho-Hos are delicious! Let them keep the Ho-Hos!"
Um yeah. At least he wasn't shirt-cocking.
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