The zoo is an interesting place for both you humans and for us apes. Sally who if you don’t know is our brainy ape [she hugged david attenborough once, and look at him now].
We like the funny humans who visit and are anorexic, a good hello fatty to them is great for a laugh, and worth the hastle from zoo management we get later on. Why well these un-beautiful (and failed supermodels) are interesting and do enable a fair amount of debate on the human condition as an extreme.
Normally we see them occasionally but never know that much about them or if they exist locally. However on a trip to the library we discovered that the local ugly supermodels do exist while getting our books. Its only a surname but i have seen it before with those same sort of books about ‘beating it’ waiting for collection.
Anorexia books are very colourful and have happy front covers for the children, and an ex big brother house mate who ‘survived*’ seem to be top choices as aspirational reading for these sick people whom a bacon sandwich is just too tempting.
These role models seem very un-aspirational and perhaps seem to celebrate being thinnest for longest over say wit or intellect things I suppose that pretty people don’t need. Its an interesting look sideways at the problem but least i know a name and that perhaps there’s more of them about than we usually see and taunt.
Anyhow with Christmas approaching, perhaps some anorexics will die, after all you gotta keep that aspirational ex-big brother housemate in book sales and library fees and licensing deals don’t you. Is the successful anorexic an oxymoron, or a tribal like head/alpha/beta ?
Time for a banana i think with Sally she might know. A bacon sandwich would be nice.
* got fatter as a translation