Essay about “They’re Made out of Meat”
Daniel Trotier
You are in space, in the vastness of nowhere, right between what is known to man and the edge of the universe. Then on your radio, you hear what sounds like soup bubbling in a pot. Somehow, you can understand them. They give you coordinates to their planet, you get there and realize they’re made out of meat. The short sci-fi story, “They’re Made out of Meat” by Terry Bisson, combines fantasy and imagination to make the reader visualize the conversation of the two space explorers.
Sci-fi is one of my favorite genres of books. It’s a good type of book to read when the reader wants an escape to a world of flying cars and aliens and what not. For me that is escapism. I also like it as well as others because it makes you wonder, what would the world look like if it was futuristic and all that stuff. Also others like it for some of the same reasons as me. Some people like it because it is interesting. Other’s because it’s exciting. One thing for sure, the author’s main intent was probably to get the reader to imagine.
The author’s main purpose is to get the reader to imagining and visualizing the conversation about the mysterious encounter with these so called aliens. The imagination plays a key role in the story. In order to visualize the story you have to imagine. In my opinion, visualization is the important thing when someone reads because it sets the setting which is vital to the story. The story “They’re Made out of Meat” also involves some fantasy because talking meat is somewhat like Narnia. Instead of talking animals, there’s talking meat and other talking food, orbiting blob of mushy, possibly raw meat floating through space.
So to sum this up, “They’re Made out of Meat” is a very interesting sci-fi story. There isn’t a particular theme to the story. It isn’t a comedy, tragedy, irony, and definitely not a romance. The short story by Terry Bisson “They’re Made out of Meat” is a great story even though there is no recognizable mode within this four page story.