« on: June 30, 2015, 08:26:43 am »
Yes we have indeed been contacted by aliens intent on serving us. Good will notwithstanding, yes, to rip off The Twilight Zone, what they mean is to serve us in a mobile interstellar equivalent of a food-truck, to other alien gourmands in search of exotic delicacies. Now, in the fashion of consuming other similarly offal things, pun intended, sometimes taste is sacrificed to the gods of effect. This results in a premium placed on particular parts of the human organism.
While certain cretins can be fooled into consuming shameful organs, the real human treat is in the double P's, or pineal and pituitary. Now, much like our own beef consumption, some meat is premium because of how it was, er, treated. Think Kobe, free range, pasture fed or whatever. Again, although humans regard this a matter of taste, aliens are more concerned with effects.
Turns out, for them, prime human cuts contain high levels of endogenous peptide-amines. They trip-out on farm-raised norepinephrine and DMT, not to mention all those other endorphins, to round off the edges.
That's why there is a war on drugs, to prevent receptor up regulation and stop our being decimated by alien gastronomic tourism.
Fuck, I think I used that trope already.
[must be the prions]