http://www.alternet.org/food/145895/...a_blow-up_doll




It's not meat, but it looks like meat.

It's not meat, but it tastes like meat.

It's not meat, but it feels like meat.

It's not meat, but the more it looks and tastes and feels like meat, the more eating it is like having sex with rubber blow-up dolls: Both are the simulacra of primal adventures for which we are born and built. For very different reasons, in each case we choose the version without flesh and blood.