Urine therapy
I came across an article a while ago about a Chicago-area police crossing guard who was fired for drinking his own urine in public. He was eventually fired for doing it in uniform while extolling the virtues of ingesting ones own urine on the basis of it’s restorative properties. If you really think about it not much would bother me either way with his position. Mostly I’d be too busy freaking out about the fact I was drinking my own piss.
I was just thinking about Warren Ellis’ Bad World comic, and how well this guy would fit in, but then I remembered they already had a piss drinker in that one. Shameful. If you are going to be a disgusting crazy freak at least be a disgusting crazy freak in an original way for fuck’s sake.
From the article :
Danis is convinced that the medical establishment is trying to keep urine therapy a secret. “I think someone in the medical lobby got to the chief of police,” he said. “They don’t want this out.”
Yes, Mr. Danis, because reason dictates someone must have been coerced into having a problem with a piss-drinker. Then again they’re probably afraid people will find out thats how Dick Cheney stays alive. Between drinking piss and eating babies, he’s gonna live to be 500.
Now if you will excuse me I’m going to go microwave a canteloupe and make sweet sweet love to it. It’s not a sex thing, my juicer is just on the fritz.