I realize it's been several years now since the World Wildlife Federation won their lawsuit against the World Wrestling Federation, forcing Vince McMahon to re-brand his whole preposterous enterprise. Still, when I see a press release with the headline:
WWF seeks innovative solutions to bycatch through worldwide competition
I expect the "competition" to be settled by somebody getting smacked in the back with a folding chair while the referee's back is turned.
And, you know, as long as it's a dolphin swinging the chair, I'm good with that.
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Chatting with the chair of the philosophy department at one of the local community colleges:
CC Dept. Chair: Yeah, so I'm scheduled to teach six classes this term.
Me: Six?! While you're the chair?!!
Two years ago I wrote about taking my mother to Cape Hatteras, and how great it was to have the use of a beach wheelchair that allowed my sister and I to take her right onto the beach.
Since I sort of implied a series in the previous post, and I have no better ideas, here's a look at Thursday's DAMOP program:
Remember my post about the genetics of autism last week? Remember how I predicted that the knives would come out from anti-vaccine loons?
no doubt.
"And, you know, as long as it's a dolphin swinging the chair, I'm good with that."
So you have no problem with violence so long as there's a porpoise behind it.
That's O.K., I'll see myself out.
Already marine biologist tested and approved - my friend chuckled, thanks :-).