A man ingested, however it happened, an amount of poison, and which induced the most violent physical reactions, convulsions and vomiting - the body kicking into action to protect itself from the incaution or stupidity of the person supposedly governing it, I suppose, so to speak.
“If only I could stop vomiting!” he wailed to a doctor.
“Stop vomiting?! Vomiting is the one healthy thing that’s going on here. It’s trying to expel the crap inside you. It’s like your physical conscience.”
“But why can’t it just make peace with the poison?! I could learnt to live with it!”
”And just let it world away inside? Doing its thing?”
“Why not? I wouldn’t have to know what’s going on in there. And anyway, as far as I’m concerned, it’s the vomiting is the real problem. Without it who’s to say there’d be any problem! It might even be good.”
“I suppose there’s no arguing with that.”
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