One of my favorite readings from Brit Lit was this wonderful satire by Swift, who proposes that we control the poor population by eating children.
Some quotes:
”I
have been assured by a very knowing American of my acquaintance in
London, that a young healthy child well nursed is at a year old a most
delicious, nourishing, and wholesome food, whether stewed, roasted,
baked, or boiled ...”
"Those who are more thrifty (as I must confess the times require) may
flay the carcass; the skin of which artificially dressed will make
admirable gloves for ladies, and summer boots for fine gentlemen."
"As to our city of Dublin, shambles may be appointed for this purpose in
the most convenient parts of it, and butchers we may be assured will not
be wanting; although I rather recommend buying the children alive, and
dressing them hot from the knife, as we do roasting pigs."
For the full text, go
HERE
And for a modern version:
Thanks to MS!
