The head is loose! I get the goose!
As an amateur anthropologist, I’ve spent years studying leisure activities in unfortunate parts of the world where – okay let’s be blunt – they don’t get American cable television.
I’ve found that this lack leads local cultures to settle for pitiful pastimes, like singing dingos and sofa races. But nowhere are the ravages of TV deprivation as pathetic as they are in a place I like to call Spain.
Look at these genuine photos from this week. Competitors attempt to tear the head off of a killed goose. The winner gets the goose.
I swear, I am not making up this goose thing.
“Lonnie! Leggo of that goose head! Our New York cousin sent us some tapes!
“That’s okay, Ma! You watch it! I’ve just about got this goose head off, and then I’m heading for the bullfights!”
“Oh my poor Lonnie, I worry so about you. You’ll ALWAYS be a Spaniard!”
A competitor attempts to tear off the head of a killed goose attached to a rope, which is repeatedly raised and lowered into the harbor, during fiestas in the Basque fishing town of Lekeitio September 6, 2009. REUTERS/Vincent West