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Saturday, January 17, 2004


   Street Philosophy # 8
In honour of my finally getting to talk about the glorious lewdness that is The Canterbury Tales in English, I'm going to talk about gas today . . . that said, um . . . this is gonna hurt my attendance record big time . . . buuuuut . . . . . ah, why not?

Okay, so we all know that our bodies do this thing where they produce methane in our intestines which vents out in a somewhat uncordial-yet-comical fashion. Aside from that, though, I have found extensive evidence that it also stands as a social phenomenon of sorts by testing, gauging, and ultimately encouraging closeness between others . . .

Yes, this does sound rather ridiculous - and yes, I am and arts student, so that probably has something to do with it as well - but think about it: when someone lets one go in a public place, there's a sense of embarassment, right? Now, just like eating and breathing, flatulence is something everyone understands. And yet, we prefer not to let this one out in the open. Aside from the blatant "it's kinda gross" excuse, the fact is, when you're around people you aren't quite as close to, you want to put a good front foward - just like keeping oneself groomed or well-spoken!

This is where the "testing and gauging" part comes into play. Now, for those of you who have been in serious relationships, this may have happened with you (I've certainly seen enough of it first and second-hand): now, I have actually heard this sort of exchange between my brother and his girlfriend . . .
[he farts]
"Did you just fart?"
"Yup."
"I could go for a fart right about now . . ."
[time elapses for a little while . . .]
" . . . did you hear that?"
"Hear what?"
[and so on . . .]

She let one rip intentionally! How insane is that?!

As for male-type bonding, well . . . there's only so much one can say here before getting excessively wordy. Let's just say that a brother who comes up to you, says, "Hey, some guy gave me a message for you . . . [poot!] . . . yeah, he was a real asshole . . ." you KNOW you all must be close!
And then there are the bandtrips in which 4 young men are in a hotel room together. When falling asleep consists of each person letting their own respective pops - each followed by their own respective responses to go with them - you know you've got something going.

All in all, if your response to a "pop" goes from a quick cover-up to a relaxed "pardon me" . . . and the other party is able to find the humour in that . . . then ya know, you just might have some friends worth keeping . . .


Now, this argument has MANY holes in it . . . um, I didn't mean it in that way . . . . . but hey, it's been a long day and I'm sure you all have better things to do than read about "the social fart". Heehee . . . see ya . . . . . and do forgive me for this . . .

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