When I was younger, I really, really, used to hate capsicum.
And ginger, or was it garlic? That's besides the point. At some stage
in my life, a little older than when I was younger, during a dinner at
my father's friend's home, I heard him remark how he loved capsicum.
What? Love... capsicum? I just couldn't believe that someone could
actually love capsicum. Favourite vegetable, it seemed. And, I was just
so taken aback that someone could like such a vile vegetable, that I
decided, if someone could like it, I could eat it too. And the next time
I faced that definite devil, capsicum, I forced myself to gobble my way
through. Just like the Karate Kid - mind over matter (that was
the Karate Kid, right?). And soon, ginger and garlic and anything I'd
earlier found disgusting was chomped and chewed till my mind gave up.
Soon I was not "disgusted" by any food. I could eat anything, not that I
liked everything I ate, but I hated and was disgusted by nothing. Just
plain, good old indifference.
And this is a useful skill to cultivate, yes? The ability
to do anything without this social construct(?) of disgust or
"yuckiness". Think about the amonuts you could earn doing stuff people
think only freak shows do. Or just winning money on fear factor (not
that that's common enough for you to make a living). But, overall, it is
a useful skill to have, I believe. Some 'rational' uses would be when
you move to a foreign country and have to eat their cuisines. Their
bland, weird, tasteless cuisines.
This post has no proper ending.
Note: This blog post was brought to you by a friend who said he was "disgusted" by chicken.
