Watching the movie "The Last King of Scotland" yesterday, I point out to my roommate Mike from Mongolia how futile the witch doctors in Africa are to fight things like HIV or malaria. Suddenly, Mike stated "they work". Do they?
I told him I didn't believe in them and neither in their ability to cure serious diseases, yeah, maybe a headache or a throat paint with some herbs and soups is OK, but what about a bout of Multi-drug-resistant tuberculosis?
Then came the spectacular proposition. Mike, with a cold stare at me from his thin eyes and a serious face, tells me: " I can make you become a goat right now". The propostion felt on me like, hard to describe... A ton of fresh bullcrap or I don't know, a crude joke? "Come on, it's ok" I said but he insisted: "Bring your camera, I'll take a picture of you converted to a goat". " Are you serious?" I asked him "You are joking right?" "No" he said with a serious look, no trace of laugh, smirk or smile: "Bring the camera" he continued. At this point, I just turned to keep watching the movie. Then I added "I won't go to take my camera and waste my time to proof that something I know beforehand is bullshit big time is bullshit. I just wanted to let you know". Then he said something like "but you don't know" and I replied "that's like I go and tell you to bring your type recorder because in five second the planet Jupiter is going to knock at our door". "What?" he asked, then he went mute.
In the end, of course I didn't bring my camera to proof that shit is shit and smells accordingly. Anyway, the stunning proposition and the subsquent lack of any type of acknowledgment as some kind of obvious joke or lie or trick that followed is something that I keep experiencing time to time since the days of Pamplona.

 

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