The reason is that you have never taken the trouble to become civilized.
It's my misfortune to have friends who can't eat.

But some of my friends can eat, and they are therefore great men.

Tod Cowles strikes a new dish at a house on the North Side and softens his voice and says, 'Ah hah.' He is a great man, for he knows that he has discovered an additional pleasure to offset another trouble of this infamous life; and Colonel Norton is a great man--he knows how to eat; but you, John, are an outcast from the table, and therefore civilization cannot reach you.

Civilization comes to the feast and asks, 'Where is John Richmond, whom I heard some of you say something about ?' and we reply, 'He holds us in contempt,' and Civilization pronounces these solemn words: 'He who holds ye in contempt, the same will I banish.'" "But," rejoined Richmond, "civilization teaches one of two things--to think or to become a glutton.

Somehow I was kept away from the feast and had to accept the other teaching.