How does one politely decline eating one's own flesh? You don't if Hannibal the Cannibal is chef.
While the George Zimmerman trial should be a call for national reflection over how Stand Your Ground laws work out in reality, the risk is that yet again, it will turn into just another story about what happens in Florida.
A professional pundit was fired because he wrote an opinion piece that was factually inaccurate. Is that even a thing? "Journalists" can get fired for saying things which are false (things that five minutes of fact-checking would have proven laughably wrong), and for other stupid comments?
What was the defense team really saying -- that prosecutors had no right to act unless Valle had actually killed and cannibalized some poor, unsuspecting woman?
Probably nowhere on Earth, not even amid the ongoing massacres in Syria and its disconnected government, is the contrast between fact and fantasy so stark as in North Korea. A new report reveals an illicit trade in human meat has sprung up around North Korea.
It's not just 'Frankenstorm' that's been brewing during the last few days. Five explosive stories have been reported in the news that are converging on the collective consciousness of women across the country, causing anger, angst, sadness and outrage.
Raising a kid with autism and trying so hard to help him or her is about as tough as things get for most people in this life. So one attraction of zombie fiction for me is that, while the worlds they present may have gone to hell, all the children left are perfectly behaved.
Toxicology reports released last week by the Miami-Dade Medical Examiner found that there were no traces of bath salts in the body of Rudy Eugene, the "Miami Cannibal" who attacked 65-year-old Ronald Poppo under the MacArthur Causeway on May 26.
We are on the verge of a zombie apocalypse, and I couldn't be happier. For I, you see, am a zombie, or, as we prefer to be called by you brains on legs, Shuffling-Undead-American.
The only context to last night's joke comes in the form of one dead man, a man left without a face and one woman whose life is now ruined. No point was made; no artistic boundary was pushed.
Mention Miami this week and the first thing people will talk about is the "zombie" attack. Once the Twitterverse finishes with the jokes, look into the lives of both men and it stops being funny and starts being sad.
If the existential slicing and dicing of pork from pig answers the ethical objections to meat-eating, can there be any real objection to the cultivation and consumption of vat-grown people meat?
Here it is: A mere 40 years from now, the world population, which just recently reached a sweating, gasping seven billion, will be well over nine billion.
Sometimes it's better not to think about what we're eating and just enjoy the flavor and texture. Whenever I see a dish that contains bone marrow, there is no talking me out of it.
"Why Papua New Guinea?" my mom asks me. I have no immediate answers. But a week later, I have not only found it on a map, but also come up with a philosophy to explain the voyage.
Within hours in Chile, 33 miners trapped 2,000 feet underground will experience a rebirthday as they are raised to the surface. How will Los 33 fare above ground? What challenges lie ahead? Will their lives ever be the same again?