Cannibal Cutlery: Story of a
One of these things
is not like the otherrrrrrr..."
I held in my hands a
piece of yellowish wood about the length of a letter opener.
That famous kidsí ditty from public TV bounced cheerily in my
head as I looked it over, puzzled. What made it so great that it
shared a curio cabinet shelf with the charismatic and immensely
popular shrunken heads?
A moment before I
had been dusting inside one of our curio cabinets here at Ye
Olde Curiosity Shop, and my attention had been caught by this
simple wooden object. There were four prongs encircling one end
and a sort of handle on the other. No ornamentation, no paint,
A small string tag
dangled from one of the prongs. "CANNIBAL FORK FIJI," it read.
Really?! I was
aware of the foolishness of standing mere inches from an armful
of bona fide South American shrunken heads, and feeling
indignant. In such company, why take so against this homely
felt mildly outraged at this example of cultural ignorance and
silly exaggeration. I locked up the case and repaired to the
nearest computer for some research. Cannibal fork, my eye. Iíd
see about that!
And I did. See about
that, I mean. What follows is what I found.
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