Random commentary and senseless acts of blogging.
The first Republican president once said, "While the people retain their virtue and their vigilance, no administration by any extreme of wickedness or folly can seriously injure the government in the short space of four years." If Mr. Lincoln could see what's happened in these last three-and-a-half years, he might hedge a little on that statement.
Prisoners of Azkaban
Friday, June 28, 2002
Slug-bashing blogger Meryl Yourish has attempted to slime the Nuisance with another vicious attack on the banana slug.
To answer Meryl's obvious rhetorical question, yes UCSC students do have better things to do than watch slugs having sex. After all, it's not as if we're living in New Jersey.
Biologists apparently don't, or maybe they make grad students do it. But that's their problem, and irrelevant to the current discussion.
Meryl reports that she routinely salts the slugs that she finds in her own yard. Since Meryl doesn't live within the range of Ariolimax dolichophallus, the Nuisance takes no position on her conduct towards other and vastly less charismatic varieties of slugs. Meryl's behavior in this regard I leave to her conscience and the local chapter of PETA.
I am prepared to entirely retract my question concerning what planet Meryl comes from. Since we are both Buffy fans, I should certainly have realized that the appropriate question is what dimension she comes from.
In dealing with slugs, however, one should always be cautious of those from another planet.
Meryl seems to believe that I devote excessive attention to the slug's sexual prowess. Hey, I know what my audience wants. Slugs devote most of their lives to eating, reproducing, and excreting. This is yet another fact that makes them highly appropriate mascots for many college students, although perhaps not UCSC students, since slugs don't seem to smoke marijuana or publish zines. Although banana slug dining habits are a fascinating topic, I thought the sex gave a clearer demonstration of why the banana slug is the finest of all possible mascots. And as for the excretion, even this blog, believe it or not, has some standards.
The Armed Liberal has another theory on the adoption of the slug. He is correct; even in the midst of an exciting game it's almost impossible to shout "Go Slugs!" without feeling silly. And UCSC to this day doesn't have a football team, although on a few occasions there have been attempts to start one.