More evidence of a global epidemic of the Galloping Dumbs...

Back in high school, two of my completely wacky friends came up with a very silly theorem that stated that humans exist solely for the benefit of plants. Chappy said that the scary thing was that he had co-workers (he was working in Austin at the time) who would actually buy that theory.
Apparently, Austin isn't the only place in the world with that kind of prize-winning idiot. The Swiss are taking up vegetable rights.
Mum, how did that Lovesong joke go--"... and if you were *really* spiritual, you didn't... eat... at all!"
Some of the comments on Michelle Malkin.com are priceless. But seriously, if we can't eat animals and we can't eat plants, what are we supposed to do, starve?

H/T See-Dubya for the story and beloved_tree for the "Galloping Dumbs" (and boz4pm, as usual, for the icon)

(I apologize for the grumpy tone of my last several posts. It's partly due to the number of headdesk-inducing news stories lately and partly due to end-of-semester and beginning-of-dissertation headaches. The personal stuff *ought* to get sorted this week, so I hope to have happier posts in the very near future.
Oh, and fair warning: Expect Prince Caspian spoilers on or about the 16th!)

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1. I hate making phone calls. I'd rather deal with people in person or by email (and in some cases, *only* by email). The only people I feel really comfortable calling are good friends and family.
2. I believe I've mentioned this in times past, but I get "research bunnies" that are about as persistent as Nuzgul. So I have a document to keep the keywords in, and it's in a folder with abstracts or preliminary notes for some that I can't help starting on. I'll get around to writing them... sometime... and if I get scooped, oh well.
3. I sometimes get words or phrases or names stuck in my head. I don't know why.
4. I get cravings for fruits and veggies, and I'll get on snack kicks (currently including Cheerios) that last for a few weeks and then leave for months.
5. I hate frying things on the stovetop. The popping oil scares me. The one exception thus far is chicken fried steak. I cook bacon in the microwave and fry chicken in the oven.
6. I'd rather be a hobbit.