Sushi and Satire
So it occured to me last night how simular sushi and satire are. Sounds strange I know, but take for example sushi trains and Voltaire. Voltaire is satire on speed. The suspense and tension he carefully manipulates are as feverours and fleeting as the feelings one gets when eating at a sushi train. Here comes the salmon sashimi! Closer and closer it gets. You hold your breath just waiting, excitedly drooling. It’s almost to you when, snatch! Someone reaches from the wrong side of train and steals your prize! Then it’s gone as quick as it came. Disappointment has no time for you however, something else is coming down the line! Oh! What’s next?!
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