Saturday, February 2, 2008
True tales of things that you probably don't need to know.
I'm a total sucker for 70's TV and movies- the cheesier the better. I don't care if it was a made-for-TV movie about May-December romances starring Abe Vigoda and Kristy McNichol- Well, gosh darn it- I'm in if I've got nothing better to do on a gray Saturday.
So...today, I'm flipping through the channels and happen upon what seems to be a cultured and refined mid-70's cooking/entertaining show. I stopped surfing for a bit and decided to watch.
The lighting was low, the film was grainy, and the narrator talked quietly as we saw two hands at work. The hands lit several candles, presumably to "set the mood", and coffee is shown being brewed.
(narrator, in a near-whisper)
"The coffee is slowly filtered in order to extract the essence of the ground beans"
(We see the hands place the coffee pot on the candlelit table, presumably as an after-dinner, pre-bow-bow-chicka-chicka drink.)
"The coffee is then allowed to cool to room temperature."
(We see the hands assembling some medical-looking tubes and valves)
"The coffee is allowed to run through the tubing in order to extract all of the air before insertion."
"The valve is then prepared for careful insertion into the rectum."
Ahhh...(mouth hanging open stupidly)
"The coffee enema is an essential part of Dr. So-and-so's approach to healing."
Turns out, I was watching a documentary on some doctor that allegedly healed people of things like cancer and chronic yeast infections through a very unique approach involving juicing, supplements, and shooting a grande americano up one's bum.
I'm off coffee for a long while, it seems.