Ramblings I

Please bear with me, my dear reader, if you exist. These Ramblings shall sprout forth from this blog every now and then. Right now, what I want to rumble about is the hunger that I am currently experiencing, and the beef tapa and fried rice I can't wait to devour for lunch later, about twenty minutes more. How savory the scent of the beef would be after I pop it in the microwave to heat and toast a bit, to give it a crunchy texture. The fried rice, seasoned with a spicy flavor mix, complementing ever so neatly the crisp and tenderness of the beef, mixing into my mouth in a savory splendor.

Then, I remember a news bit I heard from Unang Hirit this morning, as I was preparing to go to work. It talks about an increase of about the 4% increase in the number of people who are experiencing severe hunger in the last three months.

Severe hunger.

I reflected on that phrase for quite a while. It was so...clean, that term. Severe hunger. In two words it was able to conjure a scary image. A cool, clean, ghastly image of death in its purest and cruelest (not to mention slowest) incarnation. Hunger. Starvation.

It's the worst way to die, they say, by starvation.* Your body would just refuse to work due to lack of energy, like a stupid fuel-deprived car halting in the middle of EDSA. It would just sit there until it gets smashed by one of the passing vehicles.

When would I know that the hunger I'm feeling is "severe" enough? Isn't severity subjective, therefore making the whole statistic subjective? Severe hunger. Am I severely hungry right now? How would some crispy beef tapa and hot fried rice taste to a "severely hungry" person? Would it taste "severely better"?