Grapes and honeydew

I'm in Manitoba, drinking port and eating Jarlsberg and fontina. This is not a pleasant combination, yet I have no intention of aborting the mission.

Robert DeNiro is wearing a rubber fat suit and shouting belligerently about carpentry. I still have never been to Winnipeg.

Throughout the years, people have informed me that various animals are unable to swim. In the first Diplomacy game I ever played, it was frequently mentioned that sheep cannot swim. At the Parade of the Flailing Clowns, it was observed that chimps cannot swim. The chimpanzee cannot swim, apparently, because of a total lack of body fat. That's right; chimps have absolutely 0 body fat. Not a single gram.

Tell someone obsessed with eating low-fat meat this factoid. You shall observe an order for potted chimp meat being placed immediately. On the other hand, if you point out that goat is lower in fat than chicken, this person will appear nonplussed, and continue to maintain the same diet, because even though goat is a leaner meat, it is red meat and therefore higher in fat than chicken, which is higher in fat than goat.

You can witness the same sort of behavior when pointing out the farmed nature of farm-raised fish to a free-ranger. There is a classification for this kind of interplay between faith, logic, and rationality. It is either insanity or religion; I forget the difference.