10-03-2007, 03:13 PM
[cool][#0000ff]It's not that I am overly optimistic...or fatalistic. I am just not overly freaked out by the PCB's at this point. My own original research has failed to turn up any evidence of long term nasty effects from eating fish thus contaminated...anywhere in the USA...including some areas with a lot worse levels. I am not inviting disaster, but I am not ready to quit fishing for cats...or keeping the occasional batch for the fryer or smoker.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Reminds me of an old joke about a drunk in a bar. A bunch of Salvation Army folks came stomping into the bar and one old hatchet-faced woman stopped in front of the drunk. She took out a container of nightcrawlers and dropped one into the man's half consumed drink. the crawler immediately went into violent contortions, then went white and rigid...dead as can be. [/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Smugly, the old gal confronted the drunk with "There. Do you know what that means?"[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]The drunk blinked a couple of times, picked the worm out of his drink and gulped the rest of it down. "Yep. If I keep drinkin' I ain't gonna get worms."[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Don't misunderstand. I do not take pollution lightly. I am
dened and disgusted by all of the manmade corruption in our nation's waters. But, I am still not ready to run shrieking into the desert...weeping and wailing and gnashing my teeth. I keep buying fishing tackle and spending money on gas to get me to my favorite polluted fishing hole. [/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Call me wacko, but you can also call me healthy and happy. But, when I finally croak at age 90, please do not list PCB's as the cause of death in my obituary.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Reminds me of an old joke about a drunk in a bar. A bunch of Salvation Army folks came stomping into the bar and one old hatchet-faced woman stopped in front of the drunk. She took out a container of nightcrawlers and dropped one into the man's half consumed drink. the crawler immediately went into violent contortions, then went white and rigid...dead as can be. [/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Smugly, the old gal confronted the drunk with "There. Do you know what that means?"[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]The drunk blinked a couple of times, picked the worm out of his drink and gulped the rest of it down. "Yep. If I keep drinkin' I ain't gonna get worms."[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Don't misunderstand. I do not take pollution lightly. I am
dened and disgusted by all of the manmade corruption in our nation's waters. But, I am still not ready to run shrieking into the desert...weeping and wailing and gnashing my teeth. I keep buying fishing tackle and spending money on gas to get me to my favorite polluted fishing hole. [/#0000ff] [#0000ff][/#0000ff]
[#0000ff]Call me wacko, but you can also call me healthy and happy. But, when I finally croak at age 90, please do not list PCB's as the cause of death in my obituary.[/#0000ff]
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