Monday, December 20, 2010

Food of the Clods

Not merely the love of one foodstuff but the animal instinct, the simple undifferentiated hunger; that was the force that would tear the Party to pieces. She put the chocolate chips down upon the graham crackers, among the fallen marshmallows. Presently the melting and dripping of the sugary goop quickened, and in a sort of pleasant ooziness they slid askew. The sun seemed to have grown hotter. They were all ravenous. Almost immediately they ate and ate for about half an hour. Sarah finished first. You could not have pure hunger or pure indulgence nowadays. No emotion was pure, because everything was mixed up with fear and hatred. Their meal had been a battle, the dessert a victory. It was a blow struck against the Party. It was a political act.

7 comments:

Another Kiwi said...

All we ask, is that you beleeeeve
Have you been watching "Sarah Palin's Alaska?"

Just last night, she went white water rafting, four-wheeling, dog mushing, and waitressing.

Substance McGravitas said...

dog mushing

O THE CRUELTY

Another Kiwi said...

Fucking hell! Have you seen the NR Christmas gift recommendations??
There is no such thing as too many popey or religious books.

Substance McGravitas said...

I wonder if the amazingly pro-Catholic NR attitude is just leftover Buckleyism. I know K-Lo is supposedly some sort of editrix there, but anti-Catholic harangues used to be a feature of the right and they have so much more ammunition for that lately.

Another Kiwi said...
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Another Kiwi said...

I think they respect the uberpope Authoritah!!!
Also "Waitressing"??? Queen Moosilini(ITTDGY 2010) helping out at "Hooters" or something?

NutellaonToast said...

I dunno...s'mores.... sounds french to me...