Interesting tale of Wobeggone
I was traveling recently and saw this piece by Garrison Keillor in another city's daily paper.
Thought some of you might also get a kick out of it:
[quote]...My bath. (Thank you for asking.) I went to a Japanese spa and sat in a steam bath and after 20 minutes felt some of my liberal smugness trickle down my legs. Extreme heat breaks down moral arrogance—look at equatorial peoples; do they lecture the rest of us about our duty to the environment? No, they don't—and I sat feeling more and more chastened, and then a stout Japanese woman poked her head in and led me into a tiled room and laid me out face-down on a padded table and sloshed me with hot water from a basin and "splorted" some soap on my back and started scrubbing. She wore rough gloves for this. She rinsed me with pans of hot water and scrubbed some more.
My nakedness did not interest her. I suppose that repeated exposure to the male form will do that, just as plucking chickens might make you a vegan.
It was luxurious, being bathed, all the "sploshing and skritching," but also humbling, a naked creature feeling scourged, the sheer ordinariness of it. Here you are, wet and naked, and you are not so different from any other wet naked person. And then came the tiny masseuse with the powerful thumbs, and the steam room again, and a shower, and out into the world I went, cleansed and twanged, somewhat chastened, my neurons trembling.[/quote]Anyone else wondering if he got the "happy ending"?
[url="http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/columnists/chi-oped0814keilloraug14,0,6314791.column"]Full length original here[/url] at the CT site.