Snorts

Thanks to Terry Frazier's good eye, for the list on Security from which the following wondrous facts were drawn:

More people are killed every year by pigs than by sharks, which shows you how good we are at evaluating risk.

(Now reread the post title. Think “Jaws.” I crack myself up.)

Did you ever wonder why tweezers were confiscated at security checkpoints, but matches and cigarette lighters—actual combustible materials—were not? ... If the tweezers lobby had more power, I'm sure they would have been allowed on board as well.

This one ought to be filed under Follow The Money, that long and endless blog that flows, past and future, through all of human history ... Except, have you noticed, those who really do, the real experts at keeping their eye on the bottom line, or the profit margin, or their own wizened little black hearts of self-interest ... And yes, the viciousness of pure, unadulterated self-interest does have this curious anatomical effect; when they open them up, the Dick Cheneys of this life, for the autopsy, there's this little dried up fig-like object, where something vibrant, full and beating used to be. Is, in normal human people. The blood has gone elsewhere, perhaps toward their pocket, or a bit further south than that. It's very sad, and of course they die of it, there's only so far you can take this imitation-person thing. I read where there may be soul-transplants, someday in the future. Modern medicine is a marvel, but I do believe this is an example of wishful thinking on the part of those who have so lost their faith (with which we assume all children are born) that buying and selling, accumulating, keeping can almost ... it must seem so close ... so nearly within reach ...