What do we really know about meatballs?

They creep and roll and we sing about them and place them upon a throne of spaghetti.
But what do we really know?
Practically nothing. Yet they permeate all corners of our society, and embed themselves
into the heart and soul of all cultures.
To me the meatball is something that will always be absurd and abstract and eternal.
Like death and taxes, it becomes absorbed into our lives.
A child's first word is often mom or dad, but meatball is not far behind, becoming a steadfast fixture of his vocabulary.
A meatball is spicy. A meatball is texture and substance amidst the social sauce and bland mainstream white pasta.

As much as we seek to Rise Up and Abandon the creeping meatball, he is always there, rolling along behind.

So what do we really know about meatballs?

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