January 18, 2005

The Leonard Nimory Should Eat More Salsa Foundation welcomes you.
  • I like salsa, but more for the cilantro (when it comes with it) and fresh tomatoes than whatever makes it spicy. Does he find spicy foods illogical on the theory that they cause us pain? Spice of life: Some foods cause pain – so give us more
  • holy shit. where do you people find this stuff?
  • Leonard Nimoy is probably less focused on logic then the fictional character he plays. Anyway, I perfer my random web weirdness aged a few years, like the people protesting Clown Porn.
  • Salsa is the good stuff....required by law with a fine beer. but what in the world is that jug of Ortega doing in his paw??
  • This item seems to belong to 505 Unbelievably Stupid Web Pages, by Dan Crowley http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/1402201427/qid=1106024848/sr=1-5/ref=sr_1_5/103-8985746-2072640?v=glance&s=books
  • But if things like salsa or sodas give us pain, why do we continue to drink them?
  • *sigh* what's with the "us" shit, toohep. Sugar water ain't good for anybody but salsa is not only chock full of vitaminic goodness but relieves stress, elevates your mood, grows hair on the bald, heightens concentration, and gets rid of genital warts when applied topically. The stuff should get the Nobel Prize in Economics.
  • Because we learn to like the pain? Drink up that chipotle-flavored goodness.
  • This disturbs me greatly.
  • Leonard Nimoy is 73.
  • But if things like salsa or sodas give us pain, why do we continue to drink them? Disregarding the more obvious answers of a Nietzschian flavour - that only through pain can we discover our true nature, that which does not kill us, etc. - the point can nonetheless be made that concepts of pain and joy have no meaning if stripped of their oppositional context. If we did not know pain, we would fail to recognise joy should it ever happen to us. In such a framework, we can see that Salsa is an essential component of living, an experiential marker post for identifying our place on the pleasure spectrum. Furthermore, it would seem psychologically germane to suggest that an essential component of humanity is the struggle against our own internal safety measures. We have a natural prohibition against that which may do us harm; however, each of us in our own way seeks to test these boundaries, to push against our own best instincts. Salsa enables us to play with the concept of pain in a perfectly safe context; a chance to step outside of our inhibitions, to invert our norms, to teasingly rebel against ourselves. The pleasure of it comes from the very fact that it should not be pleasurable. Salsa is the Dip of Liminality. (There is, of course, a potentially sound explanation for this which comes from - for want of a less unfortuate term - the field of evolutionary psychology. The main dilemma in the evolution of human instincts is that our advantages come from two contradictory sources - learning and innovation. Learning is inherently conservative, as we do what was done before us and we never repeat mistakes. Innovation is inherently dangerous, requiring us to change what we know and to venture back into areas that have hurt us before. As such, it makes sense that our greatest pleasure (pleasure being the sensory bait with which evolution lures us into doing that which benefits us) should come at a point that's finely balanced in between doing what we know and doing what we shouldn't. We have a pain reflex caused by eating food which might harm us; Salsa contains elements of this, but is safe to eat in moderation. This suggests to our body that we are innovating, that we've found something new and potentially beneficial. Our body enjoys this. It's not hard to imagine our ancestors, in times of hardship, gaining a crucial advantage over their competitors because they would eat Salsa, unlike their more cautious, instinct-bound rivals - even if, in more favourable conditions, Salsa eating would not be regularly practised.) Anyway. That is why I think Leonard Nimoy should Eat more Salsa.
  • Leonard Nimoy is 73. Never feed old people spicy food. It's a Bad Idea. Trust me on this one.
  • Sorry Alex, my mother-in-law is going on 75 and she heaps on the hot stuff. I think capsaicin is what's keeping her running. Hot peppers have medicinal properties out the, ah, wazoo. With that in mind, the LNSEMSF's no doping policy seems a bit hypocritical.
  • obviously a worthy public service
  • I'm getting this: holy shit. where do you people find this stuff? posted by Mfpb 2 21 at 04:04AM UTC on January 18 on a t-shirt.
  • From reading the comments above I suppose there are MoFi-ites out there who haven't seen this website, but this is one of the oldies but goodies. We should have a thread of these (peter pan guy, the guy who dug a hole, all your base, etc...) that folks could check before they post.
  • If carbonated water fits your definition of the word "pain", then you've removed all meaning from the word. ...the point can nonetheless be made that concepts of pain and joy have no meaning if stripped of their oppositional context. If we did not know pain, we would fail to recognise joy should it ever happen to us. Baloney. Pain isn't necessary to know pleasure, nor vice versa. Pleasure only needs Not-having-pleasure as a contrast. Pain only needs Not-feeling-pain as a contrast. An example: Getting kicked in the dick vs. having sex. If a man gets kick in the dick without ever having experienced sex, he still knows that his penis hurts. Under the rules of your universe, the only way for a man to know that sex feels good is to be first kicked in the dick. I'm positive that this isn't necessary. A man can experience pleasure without ever having felt pain to contrast it against.
  • We should have a thread of these (peter pan guy, the guy who dug a hole, all your base, etc...) that folks could check before they post. I had spent a lot of time composing a fpp like this, sort of an "Welcome To The Internet!" pamphlet, filled with all of the basics like this. Badgers, Yatta, and the rest. And then a couple weeks ago someone posted one of these, and there was a big pile-on. It wasn't huge, and it was good-natured, but it scared me away from trying to create that thread, and I scraped the .txt and the whole project. Another reason we need a thread like that is because we've all missed atleast one of the basics. Things slip through the cracks, even if your on 24-7. I missed Badgers when they first showed up.
  • The recipe page is wonderful. I can't wait for the summer tomatoes to come in.
  • Every once in awhile, we have to get back to our roots, lest we forget the horrors of yesteryear. It's sort of like popping in an old Journey cassette. Unbelievably stupid? Perhaps, but when was the last time you enjoyed papaya salsa? It's not just going to make itself and show up on your doorstep. In the meantime, thanks to the inspiration of Mr. Knickerbocker I'll be working on my Badgers homage called "Salsa Salsa Salsa Salsa...Nimoy! Nimoy!". Okay, maybe not.
  • Ok.
  • MonkeyFilter: relieves stress, elevates your mood, grows hair on the bald, heightens concentration, and gets rid of genital warts when applied topically Did I just do that? Sorry. Blame it on the yummy Salsa Chicken Mr. BlueHorse made for dinner tonight.