The Allegory Of The Cock

— There was this blind man walking down the street...
— Ah...
— He was walking in Mercado, and it was damn hot! Midday, you know, the sun was throwing shadows in the dust like a magnifier in a piece of fresh wood. Very hot, very bright day!
— Hmm...
— Now, this man had been blind since birth and... Suddenly, the man can see! He can see, but only for a few seconds. He's been walking inside this darkness, and then comes the light, then boom... Black again. He couldn't believe his eyes.
— Man, ... strange things can happen.
— Yes, and when this happened he just stopped. He stopped right there, in the middle of the street and stared in front of him. He saw what he saw...
— What did he see?
— How can he know? You know he was used to feel things with his hands, like this... But what he did was he called for help and a little girl came to him. And he told her, and he moved his hands in front of him. He pointed down in front of him and he asked the girl. - What is this? What is this down here in front of me? And the girl said: - Ah, that... you mean this? That is a cock.
— A cock?
— Yes. He saw the cock, but only for a few seconds.
— Hmm...
— Now this man, a few days later, he was invited to his best friends wedding. Big wedding. Hundreds of guests, lot's of meat and everybody got drunk. It was a great wedding. And so late that night, the blind man sits down with his friend and his friend is very happy. The groom is looking at his wife dancing and he praises her beauty: — My woman is like ripe fruit, he says with pride. Like dark raptures of black wine, with a mouth that gives music too my mouth... his friend told him proudly, and the blind man said:
— Does she look like a cock?

Loulou Cherinet