What does the Council Of Canadians know about genetically modified crops?
Nothing, of course.
But why let little things like the facts get in the way of left-wing stupidity?
Canadians upset that genetically modified wheat might one day find itself on their shelves now have a new way to vent their anger – – mail a slice of bread to Prime Minister Paul Martin.
I have a better idea.
As a few of the environmental benefits provided by GMO crops include reduced soil erosion and pesticide use, wrap up your empty herbicide container, or simply fill an envelope with dirt, and mail to:
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The Council of Canadians 502-151 Slater Street Ottawa, ON, K1P 5H3 Canada |
I blame the public’s distrust of GM crops on a basic lack of understanding of the principles of biochemistry and genetics…a lack that is subsequently exploited by alarmist environmentalist wackos. Not that I expect everyone to be able to explain the particulars of DNA transcription or the Krebs Cycle, but even a passing acquaintance with a basic high school biology course ought to make some things obvious.
In the sense that genetic change is a constant in nature, and especially in agricultural products (where gene expression is “steered” in the desired direction by selection of desirable traits), ALL crops are genetically modified. GM just hastens the process. And once they’re ingested, they’re all broken down into the same basic components(sugars, lipids, amino acids), regardless of their DNA.
So what’s the big deal? Am I missing something?
I’m work in practical, applied genetics, both in my hobby as a dog breeder and in my assistance in research at the University of Saskatchewan into an inherited eye disorder.
Most people don’t seem aware of the fact that there are no specific genes that make us uniquely human, a fish uniquely a fish, a bird, a cat, a dog uniquely those species.
Genes are like primary colours on a painters palette – it is the arrangement, the order, the ommission, the quantity, the application that the differences emerge between species.
I like Kate. She’s a smart cookie. A smart GM cookie.
Besides, anyone who lives in Sask and can call their blog Road Kill Diaries ought to run for office. Ralph Goodale? Pah.
Kate! Kate! Kate!
(I’m not joking, I really think Kate is swell)
(No, really)
That, and mailing dirt to the Council of Canadians is both brilliant, and hilarious.
I dropped it off at the post office this morning. Included a letter of explanation – that this was dirt that was not in the air yesterday, partly due to the farming methods and species made possible by biotech.
Heh. Of course, they won’t know that until they open it, and a quarter cup of dry, dusty Saskatchewan comes spewing out …
Yeah Kate, send a powdery substance in the mail. You ignorant slut.
OK, this explains a lot. Libertas has problems differenciating between dirt and “powdery substances” – a cognitive issue sure to complicate the lives of coke users.
With that in mind I’ve cut you some slack for the “slut” thing.