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So those wily Japanese (and Norwegians - how wierd an alliance is that? Ninja Vikings ftw) look set to reverse the moratorium on commercial Whaling.

We all know that for years the Japanese have been hunting whales for "Scientific Research" (e.g. how do you get a hundred ton aquatic mammal onto 5,000 dinner plates).

What's the fuss? Where are the "Herring Liberation Army?" When did you see Shrimps rescued from aquaria?

Stupid fu[Aqua][/Aqua]cking whales.

And did you know. . . the Whale is not a Fish?
It is, in fact, technically an insect

It's not quite tha bad. The Japanese alliance has a 51% majority in their attempts but they need a 75% majority to actually end the moratorium.

At least, that's how I read it:

I am in favor of any proposition resulting in the demise of Coddy...

Finding Nemo didn't advocate fish eating!

But did anyone speak out about the krill? Nooooo.... no one cares about the krill and the big, krill-eating whale

Dude, didn't you watch "Pinocchio"? Whales are scary ebil!

O Oysters, come and walk with us!"
The Walrus did beseech.
"A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk,
Along the briny beach:
We cannot do with more than four,
To give a hand to each."

The eldest Oyster looked at him,
But never a word he said:
The eldest Oyster winked his eye,
And shook his heavy head--
Meaning to say he did not choose
To leave the oyster-bed.

But four young Oysters hurried up,
All eager for the treat:
Their coats were brushed, their faces washed,
Their shoes were clean and neat--
And this was odd, because, you know,
They hadn't any feet.

Four other Oysters followed them,
And yet another four;
And thick and fast they came at last,
And more, and more, and more--
All hopping through the frothy waves,
And scrambling to the shore.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Walked on a mile or so,
And then they rested on a rock
Conveniently low:
And all the little Oysters stood
And waited in a row.

"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."

"But wait a bit," the Oysters cried,
"Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!"
"No hurry!" said the Carpenter.
They thanked him much for that.

"A loaf of bread," the Walrus said,
"Is what we chiefly need:
Pepper and vinegar besides
Are very good indeed--
Now if you're ready, Oysters dear,
We can begin to feed."

"But not on us!" the Oysters cried,
Turning a little blue.
"After such kindness, that would be
A dismal thing to do!"
"The night is fine," the Walrus said.
"Do you admire the view?

"It was so kind of you to come!
And you are very nice!"
The Carpenter said nothing but
"Cut us another slice:
I wish you were not quite so deaf--
I've had to ask you twice!"

"It seems a shame," the Walrus said,
"To play them such a trick,
After we've brought them out so far,
And made them trot so quick!"
The Carpenter said nothing but
"The butter's spread too thick!"

"I weep for you," the Walrus said:
"I deeply sympathize."
With sobs and tears he sorted out
Those of the largest size,
Holding his pocket-handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.

"O Oysters," said the Carpenter,
"You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?'
But answer came there none--
And this was scarcely odd, because
They'd eaten every one.

See? And they live on Bananas.

I can't take credit - a Classic Peter Cooke sketch from 1960 (recreated here in 1980 with John Cleese).