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On Implanting Dementia
 

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On Implanting Dementia

In one of the books known historically (I will not name it, so as not to offend involuntarily any of my readers), such a “moralizing” story was told:

In a certain area, a crop failure occurred. Habitual food was scarce. Monks, living in solitary hermitages, began to starve.

It was at the beginning of the summer, green sprouts were growing, including in vegetable gardens…

And so, one of the starving monks came to visit another and asked to give at least something for food…

He was offered a crust of moldy bread…

The monk ate this bread — and then writhed from the severe pain in his stomach.

But, in gratitude for this sincere gift, he spent a whole day weeding the beds of the second monk…

… What are the mistakes here?

The first is that moldy bread should never be eaten! And, moreover, no one should ever “give away” it to others! Unlike some other types of molds — molds, growing in bread, always cause severe damage to the digestive system!

But the second mistake is more indicative from the point of view of human stupidity. At the beginning of summer, masses of fully edible green plants grow everywhere, which can be eaten both raw and cooked, and dried or salted for future use! Including, those plants which were weeded out and thrown away by the first monk, could be used for food!…

I met people who walked their feet on food, but ached because “there is nothing to eat!”. Under their feet, were glague, nettle, wild cereals… Plus — young foliage on the trees. But those people were unshakably convinced that food is only what is sold in a shop, plus what is “accepted” to grow or be collected in a forest!

… One day, in the years of my criminally unreasonable youth, I shot black grouse, which had been before wounded in the wing by another hunter. He was deprived of the opportunity to fly up on birches — to eat the usual food for black grouse in the autumn: birch catkins.

In the stomach of that unfortunate bird was… usual grass. This bird showed itself smarter than that homo erectus, who was in the mentioned book presented to readers as a model for imitation…

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