The story of shit

"We are very discreet. We disappear into a small room, perform the task, flush, wash and reappear as if nothing happened. Of course, hygiene is necessary - some faecal bacteria, if re-ingested, can cause very serious problems - and unpleasant aromas are best kept at bay. But in all this hygienic discretion have we lost touch with an integral part of ourselves - something as much a part of living as breathing, eating and sleeping? Something enrich...