Salon’s Leslie Crawford reviews “What’s Your Poo Telling You?” by Richman and Sheth, in order to find out why so many grown ups are talking about and somewhat obsessed with, well, their own shit.
Reading Richman and Sheth’s book is similar to pulling an enormous ball of wax out of your ear. Although you know you should be disgusted, you can’t stop looking at and obsessing over it. Quite simply, theirs is a fascinating read. (”Two thumbs up! Gripping and loaded!”) You feel relieved to get to the bottom of so many rectal mysteries, to find out that certain bathroom experiences — sometimes seemingly weird and extraordinary — are not signs that you’re a freak of nature.
Listen, don’t say that I don’t try to edify you people, ok?
Really, I can’t make this stuff up…
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Consider us edified.
It’s not that anyone makes this stuff up, Eileen — it’s that somebody out there somewhere is providing them with grant money to do it with. Possibly even a government, with tax dollars.
Feel free to talk among yourselves.
It’s enough to deal with four cats’ crap without having to consult carefully what comes out of mineself. I don’t call the cats the dapper crappers for naught.
[...] tip, a favorite book, and some quiet time to Eileen for this interesting [...]
Hah! Well, of course I had to swipe that and give you the hat tip. Also a good book and quiet time.
Many thanks for posting the Salon.com item. Like several others, I swiped the article for posting on my blog. II gave you (and Salon) due credit for a highly entertaining posting!!