Attempting to avoid politics is a fruitless task

I’m so fatigued by reading about politics that I am starting to misread politics into non-political headlines.

Earlier, when I saw a headline proclaiming that “parasitic wasp is no match for a drunken fruit fly,” I assumed it was some snarky political junkie analyzing the election or something.

Wrong. It really was about an alcohol-related battle involving insects:

Fruit flies can apparently out-drink Frank the Tank and not get sick from alcohol poisoning. Now researchers have found this fraternity-party ability may save flies from a gory death.

The results showed that drunk fruit-fly larvae turned the tables by killing wasp parasites in their bloodstream, essentially causing the parasite’s organs to drain from its anus, the researchers found.

Wow. I wish I could do that to parasites. But frankly, I’m surprised that the potential victims have not gone the activist route and formed the WASPS Against Drunken Fruit Flies.

But that would be silly, because if we look at the bigger picture, the root cause becomes clear.

Behind every drunken fruit fly is a spoiled fruit.

(Parenthetically, I should make it clear that I am not blaming Dan Savage backlash for Rick Santorum’s surge. Again, this is not about politics and besides, I hate repeating myself.)

I also refuse to consider the political implications of a truly beautiful creature called the Hairy Frogfish.

Not only does it know how to walk, but waves an irresistible lure.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6sutXG_Qv8w&feature=related

(Probably a lesson in there on avoiding temptation, but I’m not going to touch it….)