It is shocking and profoundly regrettable, but, apparently, sales of oranges are falling steadily because people can no longer be bothered to peel them. As soon as I read this I began buying oranges more frequently... Now I peel an orange very slowly, deliberately, voluptuously, above all defiantly, as a response to an age that demands war without casualties, public services without taxes, rights without obligations, celebrity without achievement, sex without relationships, running shoes without running, course work without work and sweet grapes without seeds. From The Age Of Absurdity: Why Modern Life Makes It Hard To Be Happy by MICHAEL FOLEY
Oh I agree, I do so agree. I got into conversation with a shopper in a supermarket the other day. She told me her daughter would only buy grated cheese, as she couldn't be bothered to grate it herself.
I can understand some minor exasperation with, say, artichokes. But oranges?
Right, I'm off now to peel an orange. Slowly. Deliberately. Voluptuously. Defiantly. Why don't you do the same? With a bit of zest we can perhaps subvert the zeitgeist...
God help us all.