Disgust

Disgust is an emotion typically associated with things that are unclean or uneatable. Disgust is one of the basic emotions of Robert Plutchik[?]'s theory of emotions.

Disgust may be further subdivided into physical disgust, associated with physical or metaphorical uncleanness, and moral disgust, a similar feeling related to courses of action.

See also:

• food poisoning
• taboo
• phobia

External links

• Nancy Sherman, a researcher investigating disgust (http://www.vjc.edu/academics/faculty/sherman_nancy/)
• Jon Haidt's page about the Disgust Scale (http://wsrv.clas.virginia.edu/~jdh6n/disgustscale.html)

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