Would you eat another human to survive?

Were there no cute alpacas around to eat?

Desperate times calls for desperate measures. I remember the case you are talking about OP, but did all the passengers survive the initial crash?

God, no. Do you know how dirty those things are? (heh) Seriously, if they have any diseases that are at all communicable, you are pretty much guaranteed to catch them. To me, it's basically a question of whether I want to die of starvation, or live with someone's case of the clap. By the time I could make up my mind to eat someone, anyway, the meat would probably be high enough to kill me outright.

Seems a bit absurd, people sitting behind their laptop screens in cosy houses with cupboards stuffed full of Cheerios and ****, trying to posit what their mindset would be if they were stuck on a life raft in the middle of the Pacific ocean for months on end. Suffice to say, the evidence suggests that a hundred days marooned without food tends to put a bit of a dent in a person's social mores.

Actually it might not even take an extreme situation. There's been rumours for many years in England of an ultra exclusive dining club which meets a couple of times a year in secret locations - usually someone's fine country house, the more isolated the better. If you are fabulously wealthy (think "wipe-your-arse-with-ten-million" levels), are a regular fixture at the best gourmet restaurants & dinner parties, have the right connections (school, university, particular banks etc) & are known for both your loose morals & being the soul of discretion you might be invited to join. You'll pay a hefty fee for the privilege of course.

People working for the club scour the country looking for homeless people or drifters (backpackers can sometimes be good) who are healthy & drug free but who also have no real friends or family who would miss them or have any real idea where they are. This is actually not that common a combination to find - hence the rarity of the dining club's meetings. Once the club worker has established through conversation that the person is a suitable candidate & also gained their trust he/she (apparently females are preferred) will in an act of kindness & generosity be invited to stay with the worker for a while - completely free.

When they arrive at the location (usually the same one where the eventual meal will be served) they are given the best of food, though this will generally follow a chef-designed diet with particular flavours in mind. They will stay there for 2 - 3 weeks or sometimes longer being fattened up, but also taking regular exercise so as to keep them in good condition. Their movements will be restricted, though this is generally done by persuasion rather than force as stressed out animals generally produce poor meat.

When the workers (all of whom are very highly paid & thoroughly vetted for their roles) believe that their guest is in the perfect condition for their purpose or getting close to it they will contact the various dining club members & a date will be agreed upon for the dinner.

At this point a skilled chef either employed by the dining club on a retainer or hired especially for the occasion (in either case for an eye-watering amount of money) will be flown in to slaughter, butcher & cook the victim to the specifications of whoever is hosting the meal. The guests arrive in their finery & tuck into a sumptuous banquet of many courses - the most important one of course being human!

The club members wash their meal down with expensive wines as they discuss the business & political empires over which they reign, savouring both the flavour of their food & its extreme exclusivity. Eventually they part, but not before making provisional arrangements - choosing a host, culinary style etc for the next club meeting.

No doubt all of this is just urban legend. Then again, who knows?

Fat Christy wrote: »

I've been ate out a few times.

Wait...what?!

Yeah but the people who did that never survived.....

:pac:

Fat Christy wrote: »

Who asked ya?

I'm glad you didn't :P

Just look at your thumb, if you ripped it off you'd have a nice drumstick mmmmmm

Nice selfie!