Covered With Elephant Shit, but Can’t see the Elephant
This is our problem now. We all know the problem of the blind men examining the elephant – using their hands, of course. What if one of them was standing at the right place, at the right time, when the elephant took a shit? Would he be able to detect the presence of the elephant?
Unfortunately, the answer is “No”, because we are not just blind, we have lost all of our other senses too – most importantly, our common sense. We have been pooped-over, but never knew it.
Fritz Perls spoke of different kinds of idle conversation – as I recall, the most trivial kind was chicken shit and the most pretentious kind was elephant shit. I have been unable to find any online conformation of this. But the expression Elephant in the Living Room has a Wikipedia entry.
Elephants do shit a lot. I was in Sri Lanka during a religious festival in Kandy when two of them were imported to grace a temple courtyard. The smell was awesome, enough to make a believer of anyone.