Angry in the Great White North

From Drudge, icky art:

An art work purportedly made from excess fat from Italian Prime Minister Silvio Berlusconi has been sold for $18,000 (£9,862).

Switzerland-based artist Gianni Motti claims to have bought the fat from a clinic where the leader had a liposuction operation performed.

He moulded it into a bar of soap which he named Mani Pulite (Clean Hands).

Apparently it's some sort of statement on corruption or something.

Sounds gross to me.

What's next? Maybe I can get a few bucks for pooping in a can.

Too late -- someone already thought of that. Funny thing is that poo-in-a-can went for more than the fat-blob thing:

In 2002, Britain's Tate Gallery paid £22,300 to acquire a work by the late Italian artist Piero Manzoni. "The Manzoni was a very important purchase for an extremely small amount of money," a gallery official declared. "Nobody can deny that."

The "Manzoni" in question? A 30-gram tin - labelled "Merde Artista" - containing a sample of the artist's feces.

I'd say something about the worth of poo in terms of supply and demand (high suppy, low demand), but apparently "nobody can deny" the value of this poo, so I'll keep my mouth shut.

Maybe art lovers pay a premium for the "Ewww!" factor.

I wouldn't know. I don't understand art. But for any art lovers who are reading this, feel free to contact me. I've got 8-month-old twins who are serving up one or two masterpieces a day, especially if they've had their strained prunes.