Ah… Rhinotillexomania. That noble and oftentimes neglected art, which from time immemorial has brought manking together in a single gesture, ripe with symbolism and drawn out with charismatic and meaningful pose – yup, you got it, I’m talking about nose-picking. Not just any old kind of nose-picking, mind you… but rather Habitual or obsessive nose-picking. Nothing short of that is worth of this title:

Why do people pick their nose, if not to engage a futile attempt to grasp the unknown? Why do we scour the nasal cavities – endlessly and tirelessly, as if something in there would somehow build up on our much-awaited, long-delayed eternal everlasting bliss? Is there some underlying sense of fulfillment that goes beyond the mere accumulation of mucus, that makes us go on?

What if a single word was forged that could express the lingering need for mankind to search – in a tactile sense – within its own empty spaces for a chance at redemption and undivided contempt. Would there be a better word than Rhinotillexomania? I think not. And since I know you’re not really paying attention to my yapping and all you care about is watching more funny pictures of famous nose-pickers from around the world, I’ll just plugin this gallery here and get on my way.

Excuse me, but… duty calls. I’ve got a nose to pick, myself: may countless mysteries unfold. If someone wishes to express his compliance with the Rhinotillexomania principle, feel free to send me your photos, and maybe I’ll consider writing a follow-up post sometime down the musky road.

“United, we’ll dig out the booger, man!” Stay tuned!