the ode to the solid bowel movement: a Message Carried — "the lightless eyes of certain palsied…"

The theme's demonstration that recovery's testimony works through the body's most unglamorous restorations, not through eloquence. The Irish trucker's rhapsody about his first formed stool is comedy for the sober veterans but revelation for the shaking newcomers, who Identify with the promise that sobriety returns even the humblest physical dignity. The point is that the Message is Carried by exactly the material a "dignified" account would omit — the gift of abstinence is measured in bowels and pulses, not epiphanies.