With microbiomes being the new big thing, it’s no
surprise that a specimen of chunky sewer grease is now decomposing live for our
viewing pleasure.
We have all heard of the fatbergs plaguing London.
They’re an agglomeration of fat and baby wipes, congealed into a monster the
size of an entire sewer drain (one was bigger than a 747). The first one to be
discovered became an instant celebrity, and was subsequently added to the
dictionary within a couple years. Presently, a small portion of it enjoys a
place in the Museum of London where we can all watch
it decompose into perpetuity.
This fatberg is only a small fragment of the kind found in London's underground (the other underground).
It’s pretty gross to have a lump of human feces and spit toothpaste placed on a pedestal in public view. Not only is it gross, but
it’s a health hazard. The lump was quarantined for months. It grew mold, it
hatched flies, and then it was contained in a triple-thick glass case and put
on display.
Being gross and dangerous also makes it intriguing. After
its debut, it became a sort of icon, the subject of plays and poems. Apparently
there’s a fragrance artist on the loose making fatbergs representing
different neighborhoods but I can’t find any further mention of this.
Needless to say, we can’t smell the thing. During the
process, it was said to transform from its raw, unbridled state of pungent
effluence to a milder olfactory incarnation as a damp basement. Anything more
is left to our imaginations.
It now sits as part of the permanent collection;
livestream from quarantine.
Image source - Getty
Notes:
Aug 2018, Ars
Technica
Here is the lab
analysis report for the fatberg. They give a list of fatty acids, metals,
and fecal indicators. Most of the sample was made of unsaturated fats from
cooking oils. The report also gives you a rudimentary understanding about how
fatbergs may accumulate (make sure to brush up on your Saponification lessons
first).
Post Script:
Scopophilia
or scoptophilia (from Ancient Greek: skopeo, "look to,
examine"), is when we get pleasure from looking at something.
And of course it's evil twin, Scopophobia, the fear of
being looked at.
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