I call him Edgar because he doesn’t like to be called “parasite.” The classic Greek nomer (‘para’ means beside, and ‘sitos’ means food) doesn’t explain his nature. Most people who hear the word, visualize a worm that hasn’t shaved for weeks, with tiny antennas, living in a cabin in your brain or colon, chewing your guts out. But nobody really knows who he is, or that he sometimes takes more than the shotgun seat.
Consider the possibility that the sense of wonder is not just a brief state of awe, a blip of “wow”, but a real sense, just like sight, hearing, smell, taste and touch. And not just that. Wonder, employed at its full capacity, may reach deeper than any other sense, all the way into the subatomic…
The rise of sugar correlates with a chronic disease plague that few paid attention to before the late 20th century.