Had a conversation with my sister late last night via chat. The conversation inevitably turned to New Orleans and the fecal soup being pumped into lake Ponchartrain, which will in turn empty into the gulf...

Today, I stopped by Long John Silver's for my last basket of shrimp in a very, very long while-- provided it can be established beyond any doubt that it came from somewhere other than the Gulf of Mexico. First chicken, now seafood from the gulf... especially oysters... tomorrow... beef-- who knows?