The Man Who Eats Roadkill

I recently read about a 72-year-old man who goes by the pretentious moniker of ‘Roadkill Connoisseur’.

He used to be a taxidermist, and would bring home roadside pickings to skin and stuff. Then he decided that instead of throwing the bodies away it would be frugal to start eating them. His palate has taken in all types of creatures such as badgers, polecats (their meat has a vile smell) and swans (tastes like mud). His freezer is crammed full with the whole gamut of British fauna.

In this day and age of recycling and trying to combat our wasteful habits there is a certain common sense to what he does. He does not like waste, and calls himself a freegan-he doesn’t pay for his meals. His vegetarian wife eats her meals upstairs to avoid a row. That is the secret to a successful marriage.  Relate take note.

Now I am sure you may be thinking he is just a harmless eccentric, and that his story is slightly amusing in a detached way. But then he goes on to say that his favourite food is labrador.

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Now that puts a different complexion on things doesn’t it? I know some of you discerning people who follow City Jackdaw have these lovely, cuddly dogs as family pets. All of a sudden, your cornflake laden spoon has frozen on its way to your mouth. Mid-dunked digestives have crumbled into your cups of tea.

I was uncertain as whether to tell you that he says Bouncer tastes a little like lamb. But in for a penny in for a pound.

The thing is, he isn’t actually killing these animals. He isn’t even harming them. But could you do the same? If you was hungry? And you wanted to do your bit to save the planet?

Waste not want not.

Walking the East Lancs road must be like a finger buffet to our dear old connoisseur.

Which brings me to something else.

I also read the story of a man who lost a finger and part of his hand due to a motorcycle accident. He had always, even before banging his head, had a curiosity about cannibalism. But of course other people’s meat is off-limits (damn the law). His culinary opportunity arose when surgeons informed him that they would have to amputate his finger. Yes, you’ve guessed correctly. He took the severed appendage home and boiled it (the best way not to damage the bones) without adding anything to the broth that may disguise its true flavour.

Once consumed, he lovingly placed the bones in a box as a souvenir. His act has been greeted with disgust, but also, notably, with the approval of a vegan. Animals unsportingly do not give their consent to be eaten, whereas this guy gave consent to himself to eat himself. Partly.

What is wrong with these people?  Is it me?

There is no way I am telling my wife that this guy ate a part of his own body because he was curious and it was no longer of any other use to him. Not when she is clipping her toenails. My stomach just wouldn’t take it.

Enjoy your lunch.

7 thoughts on “The Man Who Eats Roadkill

  1. Ewwwwwww. I hit a deer and the state police asked me if I wanted the carcass. I told him I couldn’t eat anything my car hit! I hit a dog once (unavoidable). The dog survived and ran off. But I certainly wouldn’t eat it had it not. To each his own as they say.

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  2. I wouldn’t eat road kill for health issues…how does he tell how fresh they are or whether the meat is contaminated with some funky virus?
    I have no qualm against eating something that is bred for meat, I’ve always wanted to try a little dog as those who have eaten dog say it tastes nice…this isn’t only in China but in the Arctic, when dogs die on long treks people are accustomed to eating the remains. In fact also sharing the food with the other dogs.
    As for cannibalism I don’t think I would be able to eat anyone…including myself…unless I were on a mountain starving and someone died before me.

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    • He claimed he had never been ill as he cooked everything thoroughly.
      And as for cannibalism-remind me never to go mountaineering with you Ms Goose!

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