As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter......
I wonder over things in why people do them and how they get started.
For example, it is understandable that one feels emotion in the heart, so when an Indian cut out the heart of an enemy and partook of it raw, that in it one would see some shamanism of courage.
Yet on study of things like George W. Bush having Saddam Hussein's pistol, we do not seem to have any trinkets taken from the bin Laden corpse for Birther Hussein Obama.
In those beautiful sounding places of Formosa and Tagalog, for the latter is probably what the Philippines should be named, one has such beauty, but in it, the head hunter natives, who seemed to appear in this fiery crescent more than other locals, there is an interesting drink which was concocted.
Wine was of the form of rice wine or bubut in the Philippines and another concoction called basi, made from fermented sugar cane sap. Both are refreshing and come in a wide array of flavor from bitter to the herbs to even more fiery for the peppers added.
One such drink though shared was that of human brains mixed with the basi in the Philippines and with wine in Formosa. I do not quite comprehend how this took place on two different islands for the reason the brain is fat in character in cholesterol.
Now peoples love fat in moose lip and beaver tail. They thrive on bone marrow too, but it just makes me contemplate how a headhunter, as the skull is quite valuable would find that making a lard cocktail would be something which would not only be thought of but catch on as something of delight.
I never have been a brain eater, but suppose brains to be a delicate flavor like eating a mouth full of lard. They probably melt in the mouth and not in the hand.
I wonder if like the Egyptians if they used a wire to pull them out of the nose so they would not rot the skull which would hinder a stinky mummy even more odiferous.
See brains in Indian skin tanning are spread on the hide, which is then smoked to make a very good leather. Brains have their uses, but it just seems odd in these cultures to turn them into an additive to an alcoholic drink.
I would imagine that as skulls were trophies, perhaps brain drinks derived from the need to have a drink which added to the diet. See these people starved a great deal and people who starve crave all sorts of things from Limeys craving Limes to I suppose Jahn Cheese's craving Cheese.
Perhaps like my very rich Aunt from California upon eating nothing but a robust diet of salads, appeared at a Grams funeral, eating entire slabs of lard sausage which was making the local country folk gag or arranging the entire portion to be fed to eager canines on the door step.
So perhaps brain food was a concoction of brain food or perhaps drunken Pacificians had a capped skull like a soft boiled egg, and instead when possessed by demons went into drinking blood, they did braintail instead of cocktail mixer taking place.
You know that one person drinking raw eggs on top of beer will have all the sorts topping off the suds with egg goo, that head hunters just all topped their bamboo shakers with a gob of brain.
I imagine it was like pickled brain in alcohol like one would eat pigs feet. All nice things in the gell of the gelatenous pigs walking sticks is something I have eaten with wonder in why I was eating such a thing from a long glass tube known as a jar.
So a bit of human brain high concentrated fat might just be the potion meant to service the starving head hunter and the booze was to soothe their troubled hearts over whatever worries a head hunter had.......for example a smaller head knife than someone else or a spear which might point left instead of straight ahead.
Never mind in such things as I contemplate how to mimic this in perhaps a hot brandy with some very thick whipped cream might allow me to pretend I was experiencing such a thing. I might even wear a g string, serve it up on a dinner platter to pretend I had a shield, and I do have an ice cream scoop which could pretend it was a head knife. All grande adventure like someone giving grapes to a blindfolded mime to make them think they are human eyes.
I forget now where all this started and was going, but it seems quite fitting to end this here as I assume this is another brilliant posting which will bring in piles of cash, much like the Indians traded Manhattan for beads.
Oh well brain potions. At least when all those Obama associates march out from India, Indonesia and China, they can cap a fellow jack booter and poke in a bayonette, stir the contents, add some rice wine and put in a bamboo for two.
nuff said
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