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Derf
Okay, this The City strip is actually from last week or last strip or however often Derf updates. GoComics doesn't seem to be updating its non-dailies very well and I've had to go poke around for some of the political cartoons.

Most of what I had missed was that apparently when Mike Wallace got to heaven, he had some tough questions for St. Peter and also you should know that an elephant doesn't really want to marry Mitt Romney but has no choice.

Maybe GoComics and Google have cooperated on some new technology so that it only updates the ones they figure you'll like.

Which, y'know, could happen. I priced airline tickets to Denver on Delta's site last month and I've been getting annoying little "Delta flies to Denver!" ads in the margins of my web pages ever since.

And for some reason, this morning one of my browsers is feeding me ads in Spanish, which I really don't understand. The language, un poquito. The reason for the ads, not at all, unless it's because I listened to the cast album from "West Side Story" on Rhapsody the other day. Quien sabe?

Anyway, this Derf cartoon isn't his most current but it cracked me up. (Click for a larger version if necessary.)

His combination of rage and fatalism strikes a chord with me. Yes, it's terrible. So what's your plan?

I realize that, to some people, this translates as "So you just give up?" 

Not at all.

And there is certainly value in protest. You vote with your feet, you lobby with your wallet, and it can help: The local Wendy's has put a message on their sign noting that they never used the pink slime.

So get a burger at Wendy's, but do it knowing that the cattle they used may have consumed antibiotics and may have fallen in poop on their way into the abattoir.

While you're there, get one of their fish sandwiches, because they're promoting the fact that they use handcut cod. Get two, in fact — one to eat, one to freeze so your grandchildren can know what cod tasted like.

Here's the deal: You have a responsibility to yourself, to your progeny, to society as a whole, to make good choices with your money and with your body. But, as Derf points out, there are limits to how much purity you can find out there. 

And one thing is that you have to decide how much of the "yuck" factor is scientific and how much is psychological.

We can analyze your store-bought veggies and detect pesticide residue. We can also find arsenic in your drinking water. And if the answer is to distill your own drinking water, what do you make the distilling tube out of? Because it will leach all sorts of toxic crap into the steam.

You have to draw a line somewhere, or, rather, draw a graph so you can see where the lines of "need to eat" and "require purity" cross, possibly with "cash on hand" factored in somewhere.

But, as in politics, you should get information from more than one source and, as the phrase goes, "Never ask the barber if he thinks you need a haircut."

To begin with, anything can sound disgusting if you want it to. They treat that "pink slime" (and renaming it that was a good start) with ammonia. Okay. But how do they make grits? Well, you treat corn with lye … 

There's no doubt that Upton Sinclair was right about the horrific conditions in slaughterhouses. But when I say there was "no doubt," American soldiers in the Spanish-American War had died from eating the canned meat being produced by beef packers. The health risks in that system did not require longitudinal studies to confirm: You ate it and it made you vomit or die or whatever.

So draw your graph and take your stand. 

But realize that the previous owner of your house may have used a lawn service that sprayed god-knows-what on the grass over the years, plus every time it rains, it's leaching toxins from your roof and heavy metals from your soil, and, anyway, those grubs are probably full of radon that comes through the ground from where they dug your foundation.

You need organic witchetty grubs. They're the next big thing. Of course, as soon as this catches on, we'll start building witchety grub farms to satisfy demand …

… though grub farms would have to be pretty large-scale before this problem emerged:

 

 

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  1. That’s good news, though it translates as “a dozen years” rather than “decades.” But given the number of fishermen in Newfoundland who have had to give up their boats over the last 15 years or so, it’s encouraging for those still hanging in. And since I have one or two people from The Rock listening in, here’s the Google Translation:
    There have been more of cod in Icelandic waters since 1985. CEO of the Marine Research Institute tells a very pleasing news, and that the quota will be raised next year. Stock index of cod in Icelandic waters has risen five consecutive years. The index has not been higher since 1985.
    Marine Research Institute announced this morning the results of strain measurement of demersal fish in Icelandic waters, which took place in March. It shows the state of cod stocks continuing to recover. Johann Sigurjonsson, CEO of the Marine Research Institute tells a clear stance in fishing has resulted in “This is the natural effectiveness of government measures in recent years that are to result in stronger and larger strain, the larger fish and what we are naturally delighted also for cod is that he is generally fit and have enough food, “says John.
    He said the action which was reduced fishing pressure on cod since 2007 has clearly been effective. But this means that it is possible to catch more cod? “It is a natural At Table, these results suggest that it will increase the quota for next season,” says John. He emphasizes, however, still will go out further research on the population, although clearly he is on the right track, “Of course, this very positive news and shows just how tight ordinating the management of fisheries can be powerful and important results , “says John.

  2. (and reading it again, I see “since 1985” which is a couple of decades, not a dozen years. Either the translation failed on “dozens of years” or Icelandic headline writers are as inumerate as their American counterparts!)

  3. Translation fail, tugir ára means decades, not a dozen 🙂

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