Cat poo coffee

Couldn't make up my mind whether the likes of Harvey or Maud would be queuing up for this, or not.

Would I want to drink coffee that had been made from beans pooped out by my least favourite person, however well he/she had sourced the beans? Or would I enjoy the brew, taking vicarious delight at the thought of said person on the throne pelting out coffee beans?

At work today, no matter how i dreamed, it was difficult to believe that I was actually visiting a Kopi Luwak plantation in Bali, just two weeks ago. Saw the whole process (apart from the civet pooping) and the cat poo coffee tasted goood, not nespresso smooth but genuine nonetheless. All the beans are very carefully cleaned.