Simply Euphoria?

A Commentary

By

David A. Archer

02/15/1968

06/25/2007

In further considering my previous exploration into bathroom humor sort of considerations as per FART CRED, I happened upon a thought from memory which suggests a greater depth to such considerations. As well as a mysterious element which invokes hilarity having no base in understanding. It is just funny for some reason.

I couldn't keep from giggling as I considered it.

I happened to recall the simple euphoria a person can observe in the behavior of most dogs as they approach after having found something they obviously think is magnificent, to roll in.

Unfortunately from a human perspective, what ever it may have been which they found so alluring, usually is of the order in the realm of something else's shit... perhaps even a dead and rotting animal.

From the distance of considering such in memory, the wrenching, gag inducing olfactory response in such a situation is no longer as present, nor is the extreme of effect in the instance that a person may have touched the dog and found the smear of the special substance then on their hand..... but the recollection regarding the observable disposition of the dog still remains.

As I consider it, in very few other examples pertaining to a dogs demeanor are there examples of what could actually be considered emotional display. Even in the examples concerning excited play, there are no such levels of said display to such an observable extreme. They are entirely pleased with themselves and think everything else should be as well!

It is hilarious, but slathered in some other creatures shit almost produces the presence of sheer joy being displayed. Euphoria even in the moments when the dog knows it should feel as though it is in trouble, but cannot contain the pleasure it feels, even in the confusion of not understanding why the human doesn't regard the procurement as just as euphoric as do they.

It must be related to that area in human adolescence where FART CRED is of import.... but somehow... perhaps through conditioning in development... humans have moved past the totally observable euphoria produced in most dogs regarding such claims to scent relations and procurements.

I can almost do nothing but laugh as I again recall the stoned stupid want of being appreciated for the gagging level of smell the dog had decided was so pleasing, in some other creatures excrement. Almost as though they can smile in those moments.. even emanating the presence of extreme emotional pleasure.

They are somehow convinced in those moments, that something somewhere seems to regard them in a somewhat better light for nothing more than the putrid smell they chose to adorn themselves with... as if they are laying claim to the FART CRED of some other animal AND wearing it as some form of pleasing credibility. A perfume no less, perhaps even an aphrodisiac... that they obviously hope will produce the same effect on others as it most definitely does in their own mind.

There are really few words to accurately describe the level of said euphoria which can be observed in such instances. So few in fact, that such is probably what adds to the level of hilarity in considering it! The uncontrollable want to laugh at such recalled instances.

It most definitely seems to be a degree of happiness that even people should aspire to in those moments.... but I am not so sure that slathering another creatures feces on ones body, is the best way to attain it. No matter how successful such may have proven to be in contained areas of human mutation!

I can see where individuals not having had such experiences might not entirely understand the sheer and untainted pleasure the animal displays in those instances... but I most definitely would assure said individuals that only one of such experiences is necessary to fully appreciate the mystic of which I am addressing.

It is mind boggling... though entirely too funny for prime time in the same motion. In fact... when attempting to depict such in dramatic presentations... it seems to lose a level of the hilarity a person gets when experiencing it for themselves.

That is of course, in hind sight as when it occurs it is far too repulsive to even begin to describe accurately...but, as a person moves away from the given instance.... even just in observing in the moment as far from the dog as possible... the undeniably humorous aspects surface.

What the hell are they thinking?

It must be incredible! We must be missing out on something? But for the love of all things humane.. what in the hell is it about another animals crap that is so enticing as to produce levels of euphoria most monks have had difficulty in attaining?

Maybe such is a part of the depth in consideration pertaining to a dogs life?

Simple pleasures no less?

Although quite obviously, considered from an entirely different perspective than that of cognitive human existence.