Thursday, May 12, 2005

Don't hate me.

Cornfields don't have good reputations. When you think about them, you get images of crop circles, aliens, ghosts, or children (of the corn). The thought of walking through a cornfield doesn't inspire romantic thoughts. Instead you remember when Mel Gibson was looking for the sounds in the cornfield and saw an alien's foot. What cornfields need is the same marketing that sunflower fields get. Walking through a field of giant sunflowers is romantic. It inspires images of Italy, freshness as opposed to cornfield's images of farmers and flat, desolate places. If you get a bouquet of flowers and a giant sunflower is in it, you want to keep it forever. If you get a bouquet with a cornstalk in it, you may consider that your significant other is either insane or suggesting you should get to cooking. Many people like creamed corn, and eating sunflowers isn't the norm, but consider the popularity of sunflower seeds with its salty goodness and consider popped kernels of corn, whose disposition is to get stuck between your teeth. In the corn/sunflower war, corn always loses. And that's really sad.

P.S. Sorry I've been away, but you would too if your computer hated you.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I have never cared for sunflowers. I saw a cartoon once about giant sunflowers that abducted babies and it's colored my perceptions of them ever since.

Cornfields always make me think of that kid from the Twilight Zone. "Wish 'em into the Cornfield, Anthony!"