The Kom Chicken Story: Kaatɨ Kaatɨ

Where did the chicken go?

I don't know about you, but it seems chicken is eaten everywhere on Earth, by almost all races. But hold on to your hats, because this chicken story is going to rock your world. Did I say rock? Wrong. It is going to turn your world upside down.

As I listened to the radio on my daily drive to the plantation, I heard people talking about "foodies". What is "foodism"? The year is 2014, and people are still learning how to feed themselves. No, that was a question. What planet are we on? Please tell me.

During the radio discussion, I also heard someone talk about indigenous foods, and about "going back" to the ways our ancestors fed themselves. Someone called in to talk about switching from straight red meat to eating what they called "organ meat". Now you ask yourself: what in the world is organ meat?

As an indigenous person, I want to say I understand where these questions are coming from. But do not ask me how to answer them, because I can't. How can you tell someone learning to be vegan that they have to learn to chew their veggies the way a goat does? Will they do it? I wouldn't bet on it.

First of all, the goat has time, and it will choke, suffocate or die of an upset stomach if it does not chew in overdrive. The human who does not have time just swallows the food and expects everything to be all right. Wrong! Here's news for the human: the human stomach does not have teeth. So lack of time plus quickly swallowed, unchewed food will lead to problems at the food's destination.

That sounds really simple. Even a five-year-old will think: that makes sense. Don't you?

You tell me.

— Wanaku Verdzekov