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I'm burned by social sciences so I'll wait for a replication study. But as an aside, grinding maggots is not exactly my idea of sadism. I prefer when they feel

I'm burned by social sciences so I'll wait for a replication study. But as an aside, grinding maggots is not exactly my idea of sadism. I prefer when they feel physical pain. Or at least think they look like they do. Although, mental atrocities are actually my specialty. They must excite my empathy, I'm more the sensitive type. The icing on the cake is, when they like it. Confiscating one of their most important holds on reality, their smarthphones, stealing their time and making them watch boring 20-minute videos about waterfalls on the other hand... There I sense a really sneaky kind of evil. A bit like that Milgram stage drama. Yeah, I know, I'm such a bore.

lapsedacademic 5y ago
Experience with maggots is an important control variable, especially given the tiny sample size (13 people ground maggots). I suspect that people who have experience dealing with a maggot infestation -- or any infestation -- will have a very different relationship to grinding maggots. I wouldn't think twice about grinding maggots, but to do so voluntarily I'd have to have nothing better to do because it's not pleasant work. I don't think grinding maggots is particularly violent. This is probably because I had to deal with a very serious and persistent maggot infestation. There's really no way to deal with a maggot infestation except to kill them en masse using methods that appear sadistic (e.g., boiling water or chemical treatment). An alternative title might be "Dealing with a maggot infestation is necessary but unpleasant work... you have to be pretty bored before you decide to do this work voluntarily."
- Borrible 5y ago
  > people who have experience dealing with a maggot infestation I do, albeit just a small one. My wife used to feed our American Staffordshire with raw offal, especially beef stomach, tripe, whatever. Absolutely disgusting. But he loved it.He seemed to inhale about two pounds of it in what I perceived as nanoseconds. He was such a charming beast, absolutely adorable. But disgusting nontheless. May he rest in peace. Anyway, one friday morning we forgot to take out the trash with a handfull of leftovers from that stuff before setting off for a little trip over the weekend. I tell you, sunday evening was hell on earth. The lord of the flies himself had infested our kitchen. Thankfully its door was closed during the infestation and they weren't fully awake and they all sat sluggish and fat on the windows. I annihilated most of them with the vacuum cleaner and started a search and destroy mission that lasted half of the night. A few hundred sleepy flies and some leftover maggots had to die. No remorse. Thought about nuking the place from orbit. I don't have to mention, we never ever feed our AmStaff with offal again.

lapsedacademic 5y ago

Experience with maggots is an important control variable, especially given the tiny sample size (13 people ground maggots). I suspect that people who have experience dealing with a maggot infestation -- or any infestation -- will have a very different relationship to grinding maggots. I wouldn't think twice about grinding maggots, but to do so voluntarily I'd have to have nothing better to do because it's not pleasant work. I don't think grinding maggots is particularly violent. This is probably because I had to deal with a very serious and persistent maggot infestation. There's really no way to deal with a maggot infestation except to kill them en masse using methods that appear sadistic (e.g., boiling water or chemical treatment). An alternative title might be "Dealing with a maggot infestation is necessary but unpleasant work... you have to be pretty bored before you decide to do this work voluntarily."

Borrible 5y ago
> people who have experience dealing with a maggot infestation I do, albeit just a small one. My wife used to feed our American Staffordshire with raw offal, especially beef stomach, tripe, whatever. Absolutely disgusting. But he loved it.He seemed to inhale about two pounds of it in what I perceived as nanoseconds. He was such a charming beast, absolutely adorable. But disgusting nontheless. May he rest in peace. Anyway, one friday morning we forgot to take out the trash with a handfull of leftovers from that stuff before setting off for a little trip over the weekend. I tell you, sunday evening was hell on earth. The lord of the flies himself had infested our kitchen. Thankfully its door was closed during the infestation and they weren't fully awake and they all sat sluggish and fat on the windows. I annihilated most of them with the vacuum cleaner and started a search and destroy mission that lasted half of the night. A few hundred sleepy flies and some leftover maggots had to die. No remorse. Thought about nuking the place from orbit. I don't have to mention, we never ever feed our AmStaff with offal again.