Summer is here, food season. Cookouts, reunions, church festivals, weddings, all celebrated with food. But this is difficult to understand what a group of researchers and scientists are doing, seriously messing with our food! Think about this; food is the central fact of life celebrated across the world, being all things to all people.

So why is this group targeting our food and conducting studies, issuing reports, surveys and demands? Well, it appears they have to come up with a strategy to change what the human race should be eating in order to stay in peak health and save the planet. First this might indicate it’s time to ban all surveys and research regarding what we eat. Second, the planet doesn’t need saving.

The European Commission has given into the anti-meat activists and lobbyists with a go-ahead authorizing insects, worms, and bugs for consumption by humans! This news is jaw dropping appearing in national newspapers, TV, online. Of course, the influencers are cheering, they’re touting that insects generate a fraction of greenhouse gases as livestock. Well, yes, livestock is a bizillion times bigger!

Apparently, food researchers have been working for some time to convince the world we should not be eating beef, pork, seafood, or any other animal. The Swiss government has spelled this out in studies and research, telling the world to add insects and bugs to our food source just as third world countries have done. Lecturing us to eat healthier by adding these nasty vermin, including those with multiple legs and antenna to our vegetables. Oh please!

The survey states insects, bugs, and worms will be the sustaining factors in our future diets. Really! Well, I don’t care if certain cultures have been eating locusts, grasshoppers, ants, flies, things that creep, crawl and sting, along with a variety of worms for eons. I will not, nor will anyone I know give up fried chicken for fried worms!

Unfortunately, the climate control movement is on course to undermine our agriculture and gastronomic culture. Their campaign is striving to establish a new plan for eating, do away with or ban the world’s best food! There is no way a chef or cook in New Orleans would take them serious; even think of cooking up a batch of grasshopper, crickets, or worms to add to their Jambalaya or Gumbo instead of those tasty, succulent shrimp and spicy sausage.

They will cook alligator and snake but never consider adding flies, bugs or insects of any kind to their famous dishes. I mean, can you imagine any cook putting such rot, disease, or plague infested insects in anything they prepare? How would they disguise roasted locusts, grilled bugs, or fried wasps, and how would they get rid of the yuck tang of biting into a squishy worm?

This assault on humanity to obliterate the consumption of seafood, pigs, cows, fowl, or wildlife is just plain crazy. Honestly, it doesn’t appear they have given much thought to the fact this will mean we have few sources of protein and absolutely no milk, cream, butter, ice cream, and a long list of desserts.

Don’t they realize their statements make them look like the dumbest, most empty headed-halfwitted illiterates to every venture into a kitchen. Nor do they realize mankind has been eating animals, fowl and seafood since the cave man fed his family and have since created food that has sustained zillions for centuries.

Only the virtuous can truly appreciate the sinfully delicious meals of steak and potato, fried chicken and cream gravy over biscuits, tacos, refried beans, and salsa, seafood gumbo then add a cold beer or a bubbly glass of champagne to toast the meal.

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And last of all, my favorite story of the week.

An elderly man, while reversing his car, hits the car of the guy behind him in an expensive Ferrari sports car.

Enraged, the guy and his bodyguard hop out of the car and confront the old man. “Look what you did to my car,” he yells. “You’re going to give me $10,000 right now or my bodyguard is gonna beat you to a pulp!”

“Oh my,” says the petrified old man, “I don’t have that kind of money. Let me call my son, he trains dolphins and he’ll definitely know what to do.”

“Dolphins???” the other driver shouts, while rolling his eyes and sleeves.

The old man pulls out his mobile phone and dials, and just as the son answers, the irate man snatches the phone away from the old man.

“So, you’re a dolphin trainer, huh? Well, your old man here just rearended my Ferrari and I want ten grand right now or me and my bodyguard will beat you and your old man to a pulp.”

“I’ll be there in ten minutes,” says the voice calmly on the other end.

Exactly ten minutes later a jeep pulls up and a guy hops out and proceeds to singlehandedly beat the living daylights of both the bully and his bodyguard, leaving them in a heap on the side of the road. When he’s finished, he walks over to his father and says: “FOR THE LAST TIME DAD I AM TELLING YOU, I TRAIN SEALS - NAVY SEALS, NOT DOLPHINS.”