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 Thoughts destined to be washed away by the tides of life. |
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I've been studying my cover photo for a while now, and it seems to me that it is more than just a photo of what is there that can be seen, more than just three white rocks stacked on a beach. It contains an important question about the future, about what happens long after the photographer has gone. What will happen to our pile of stones when the tide comes in? Will it topple or has the architect built this structure at a safe distance? I don't know what will happen to these words that I stack here on the sand. They may prove safely distant, or they may be swallowed up by a rush of self-doubt. They may be here for a season. They may lose their balance and be scattered by the shoreline, or be hidden away under shifting sands. Perhaps someday, the tides of life will reclaim them. Or maybe that's just a bunch of poetic, romantic nonsense. After all, this is just a blog. |
| I read recently that cockroach milk is slated to replace cowsâ milk. Scientists say cockroach milk is higher in nutrients and is kinder to the environment. Because of climate change we need to get rid of cows and breed more insects. Of course, the biggest problem with this plan is that it takes more than a thousand cockroaches to produce a couple of ounces of "milk". Now your average cow can produce six or seven gallons of milk per day, more if itâs calving season. Oh yeah, and you have to cut open the cockroach to get the milk ingredients, so itâs a one-time contribution. And while cows take up a bit more room than an equal number of cockroaches, you have to admit that they actually look better in the environment. Just drive by a dairy farm sometime. Itâs quite pleasant to see a meadow full of grazing cows in their classic black and white contrasted against the lush, green grass. Why, itâs downright picturesque. I suppose you could drive by a cockroach farm if you wanted to, but I bet youâll keep the windows rolled up when you do. In some ways, I feel a little bit sorry for the scientists these days. They have spent a lot of time convincing us that the ice caps are melting only to find that there has been an exponential increase in ice on Antarctica. They have to get to work explaining that away. And they really, really, really want us to eat bugs. The UN wants us to eat bugs. Bill Gates wants us to eat bugs. Of course âusâ means everyone who isnât a scientist, a delegate at the UN or Bill Gates. But, thereâs one big problem - âusâ donât wanna eat bugs. I think the only way forward is for scientists to genetically engineer a species of cockroach that is the size of a cow and tastes like steak. Good luck catching them, though. |
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