A flower from my balcony
I would divide the things that revolt me into two categories: the first type concerns abstract concepts and emotions, such as gratuitous violence against the defenseless, which makes me feel a sense of disgust at a mental and emotional level, it’s something that touches my principles; the second type is more physical and sensory, like when I see something disgusting, in this case, it’s not so much the concept that makes me feel bad, but rather the fact that the sight, movement, or texture of those things provoke a physical rejection in me, which doesn’t affect the emotional sphere.
In both cases, there is clearly an aversion, but the difference lies in the fact that one is a more mental and emotional response, while the other is a physical and visceral reaction.
For the first case, unfortunately, I wouldn’t say it’s a daily revolt but almost, every damn day I read horrible news: animals abused and killed for fun, for intensive farming, for fights, for pointless experimentation; then we move on to violence against the innocent, especially women and children (but also men, it’s not like it’s okay for them instead), just look at the case of Irina in the USA, or something from a few days ago that surely not many on Hive will know, the massacre in Sudan in El Fasher, of which I report an excerpt from an article:
Between October 27 and 28, 2025, in the heart of Darfur, the Rapid Support Forces (RSF, an Arab ethnic militia, armed, funded, and trained by the United Arab Emirates) wiped out an entire community in just twenty-four hours. The first satellite images from the Yale Humanitarian Research Lab show clusters of bodies, red streaks on the ground, charred buildings, and technical vehicles loaded with heavy machine guns. Every pixel tells the same story: the land has been stained with blood. According to initial estimates, at least 2,000 people were killed in a single day. Then came the massacre inside the Saudi Maternity Hospital: over 460 patients and their companions slaughtered in the hallways. Newborns suffocated by smoke, mothers shot while holding their children, doctors forced to choose who to treat and who to let die. Outside the hospitals, the city descended into a manhunt. The RSF combed through every neighborhood, breaking down doors, dragging civilians out, and executing them in the streets.
That massacre in Darfur revolts me. The brutality against civilians and the attack on hospitals are beyond words. Humans are just fucking sick.
For the second case, worms… My God, how disgusting and revolting worms make me! The sight of worms revolts me, just seeing them is enough, they’re disgusting in every way, the way they move, their shape, their color… When it rains and they come out of the ground and you find them around, it makes me sick, the most disgusting thing that exists! Or the small white worms from the flies when the wet trash stays there for a few days in the summer, my God, how disgusting! Or the things that certain people eat, like cow tongue, tripe, or a guy I know who made "scarpetta" where you use bread to soak up the leftover sauce on your plate, but in his case it was in pig's blood, which is just disgusting too.
