We are an egotistical species. In any science fiction where the subject comes up, we are always destined for greatness amongst all the other lameass species cluttering the universe. But it gets really bad when we feel we are the tastiest meat on this planet. In science fiction, horror, and fantasy, it's always people the aliens/monsters want to eat. But it's not restricted to that. There is a cliche that once a real predator tastes human flesh, they're not going to stop. That either makes us very yummy, or we are carnivore crack.
The only non-egotistical explanation for this feeling that big cats with huge teeth will start munching on us non-stop is that they realize that not only are we easy to kill, but we're riddled with juicy, flavour-inducing fat. That's fine, gnaw on our bones while we clog your damned arteries, killer animals!
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by Tabby at 1/24/2007 03:09:00 p.m.