Is It Still Cannibalism If You’re Only Eating Ashes?
When the TV show “My Strange Addiction” first premiered sometime last year I set my DVR to automatically record new episodes. I’ve only actually watched one or two because the show is actually a lot less interesting that I thought it would be, but last night with Bachelor Pad being over I was left with some free time. I flipped on an episode of My Strange Addiction…I only watched about 10 minutes of it before I had to turn it off, but what I did see, I need to share. This young 28 year-old woman named Casie unfortunately lost her husband in a freak asthma attack a couple of months ago so she does what any normal person would do: she pretends he’s still alive and brings his urn with her everywhere she goes and has conversations with it. Legit – she has conversations with her husband’s ashes, asks his opinion on things, and cooks his favorite meals for him. OK, I can almost come to terms with this because the woman is obviously pretty torn up, but what crosses the line is that she eats his ashes. The last thing I heard Casie say before I had to turn off the TV was she likes to lick her fingers before she puts them into the ashes, and she “doesn’t just ‘dip’, she really swirls her fingers around to cake the ashes on good”. OKkkkkk and that’s enough for me. I mean besides the serious health implications that could be caused from eating a dead body that has been soaked in chemicals and burnt to ashes, the thought of eating someone you know is just raunchy. The most disgusting part is that this isn’t something she has done once in a desperate action, but rather something she does multiple times each day…in fact, it’s the main part of her body at this point – she’s eaten a full pound of her husband and is running out fast!