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45 Parable of the Translator in the spirit of scientific inquiry, a surgeon tried to step outside of his own skin so he could see what skin was. first he carefully applied a scalpel to himself, and then shucked the skin off like a wetsuit. There it was, draped on the chair, like a deflated blow-up doll, and there was the surgeon, all raw nerves, staring at his punctured self and screaming. Quickly, he stepped back into his skin, and stitched himself up again, but now his fingers were on his feet, his toes were on his hands, his mouth spoke from between his buttock cheeks, and his long white beard hung down from his crotch. His wife ran in and yelled, “My God! What have you done with yourself?” But the scientist just pursed his buttocks into a smile and said calmly, “i’ve made myself into something entirely new.” “But your skin,” she wept, “What have you done to your skin?” “oh, sweetheart,” he said, kindly, caressing her cheek with his horny toes, “Why do you have to be so literal?” ...

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