This Tastes Funny

 


A long time ago when my husband and I were still newlyweds, we were eating (it was so long ago I don’t remember what) and one of us (again it was a long time ago) thought whatever it was tasted funny.  And right then and there, we decided to stop eating.  We needed to take a pause.  We needed to look at the packaging.  Was it past the expiration date?  Had the ingredients changed?  Should we continue eating?

Out of that came our shared phrase:  this tastes funny.  It means something is off or not quite right.  We resolved that if something tasted funny, we'd stop and try to figure out what wasn't right.  We are intelligent human beings and if something tastes funny, no matter what it is, we try and figure out what.  We listen to our inner common sense before we proceed.

But this tastes funny doesn't just apply to food.  The bully that suddenly wants to be our kid's friend; that tastes funny.  The friendly neighborhood dog who now growls when we go by; that tastes funny. You get the gist.

Sometimes the world tastes funny.  With the advent of AI and digital manipulation, lots of things taste funny.  Just because I saw it on the news or in an online video, doesn't necessarily make it true.  These things often taste funny. For example, if someone posted a video of Paul McCartney eating a burger, that wouldn't taste right.  He's a well-known vegetarian.  So I have to stop and do a little digging.  I have to use my intelligence and my common sense. Is it really a burger or is it a veggie burger?  I can't (and shouldn't) just trust one source, even if that source is one that I have trusted.  I need to do my own research and make my own conclusions.  I can listen to other's thoughts and opinions, but it is up to me to make up my own mind using multiple sources.

In a world where people say one thing and do another, it's really important to make sure things don't taste funny.  A politician (of any party...as you may know I'm NOT affiliated with any) may say they'd never vote for/approve of x, but what does their record show?  It's easy to say you're for feeding hungry children in school, but how did you vote on the issue?  Does what the person say not match what they did?  That's tastes mighty funny to me.  Trust those taste buds.

Earlier this week, an eighteen wheeler came down my street.  The driver's GPS told him that he could get to a business at the end of the road.  That source was incorrect.  The driver wouldn't have known that, but he could have sussed out things didn't taste quite right when he saw:  it was a private road, that it wasn't paved, that there were at least 3 signs (that we put up) that indicated it wasn't a through street.  It wasn't until he got to the final sign, where the road pretty much ceases to be a road (it really narrows is more like two narrow tracks that would fit car tires and has grass growing in the center) when he finally realized that things were not right.  Unlike cars which also ignore what is in front of them, he could not turn around in our driveway.  (We actually had a car last weekend use our semi-circle driveway as a jug handle!)  He had to SLOWLY back all the way out.  This was NOT an easy task and it could have all been avoided if he didn't ignore what was right in front of him and solely rely on one source of information that turned out to be incorrect.

Use your common sense; trust your taste buds, both literally and metaphorically.  If it tastes funny, there's a reason.  Trust in yourself and in your intelligence.  After all, no one wants to get food poisoning.


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