7/25/2006

WHEN A FROG IS A FISH

by Janet A. Ginsburg

So much for Linnaeus. According to the Food and Drug Administration (FDA), frogs (amphibians), alligators (reptiles) and turtles (also reptiles) are actually fish.* At least they are if you intend to eat them.

I stumbled onto this reclassification-by-decree a couple of years ago while working on a story about frogs in live animal markets.

Kermit wasn't kidding -- it really isn’t easy being green. Global warming has wrecked frog habitat. Pollution clogs their pores. A parasite makes them grow too many legs, or not enough legs, or legs in places where you least expect them. And now a fungus called chytrid is killing them off by the millions.

Frog populations are crashing all over the world, with a few notable exceptions, such as North American bullfrogs.** These big beefy fellows, typically weighing in at about a pound, are farmed for food on an industrial scale in Asia and South America to meet a surging global demand....
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To read the full article, including how federal agencies pass the buck on disease surveillance and the FDA rule that legally gives frogs fish status, go to the archives page at germtales.com

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best,

Janet

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FELLOW TRAVELERS: Snakes and More on a Plane...

by Janet A. Ginsburg

Icarus would be gobsmacked. According to the International Air Transport Association (IATA), two billion people took to the skies last year. Even rounding down for frequent-flyer repeaters, that’s a crowd. On any given day, more than five million of us are up in the air, mindlessly defying gravity, sailing through the clouds. And we are not alone…

UPSTAIRS

A few weeks ago, a Kansas City television station aired video of a mouse infestation aboard an American Airlines jet. Mice had nibbled their way through a wire and insulation feast, nested in air vents, scampered under seats, partied in overhead storage bins, and left a dusting of fecal confetti pretty much everywhere. Dead mice were reportedly discovered in oxygen masks -- just the sort of “drop down” surprise guaranteed to make any emergency that much more memorable.

Worse still, the Boeing 767 had logged tens of thousands of miles flying between New York and Los Angeles from the time the problem was first reported in April to when the mess was cleaned up in May. Chances are you know somebody who knows somebody who knows somebody who was on that plane.

According to the maintenance employee who supplied the footage, exterminators estimated that there could have been as many as 1,000 mice on board, although the airline reported finding just 17 alive (no word on how many dead). AA insisted there was never any danger -- and the Federal Aviation Administration agreed. Reports of rodent infestations are required only if there's a mechanical problem, not merely the threat of one. So no big deal.

Well, maybe. But if that 767 had been a restaurant, the Health Department would surely have shut it down.

News of the Mouse Plane scurried across the net, prompting an outpouring of “You won’t believe what happened to me!” stories. More mice on planes. A few rats on planes. The occasional escaped pet guinea pig. Swarms of mosquitos. Bed bugs. And yes, snakes on planes, too....
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To read the full article, including a behind-the-scenes look at LAX at some of the exotic animals coming in legally, go to the archives page at germtales.com

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Janet

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6/02/2006

TRAVELS

by Janet Gisnburg

I am now in my 12th city in two months watching Spring unfold yet again. It's lilac bush and peony reprise here in East Lansing. From the first resolutely cheerful forsythia startling the winter-weary in Bologna and the delicate primroses near Stuart's house staking an alpine claim, to wild iris on the Cinqueterre and the iris-about-to-be in Chicago, it's been a treat. Especially, after a winter so brutal, so frightening, so long.

I love to get up in the morning not knowing exactly where my feet will take me. Will there cobblestones and medieval towers? College town bookstores? Miles of sprawly strip malls-by-the-highway where farm fields used to be, where prairies and forests used to be before that? When I walk out the door will it be 23rd street? Apostole? Connecticut Avenue? Will I get invited to recess on the rooftop of a Chelsea preschool? Sit at a dinner table with half a dozen math teachers? Will there be funghi and merlot on the menu? Or a plateful of college town fried with fried? Will I discover a magic tree with the most unlikely purple flowers? Or sit in bumper to bumper traffic, wondering how we all got ourselves into such a stupid mess?....
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To read the full article on Spring, fossil sunshine, and hope despite it all, go to the archives page at germtales.com

germtales is now a website. In addition to posts on subjects ranging from The Mystery of the Ancient Horses to Mind Germs, there are book reviews, interviews, news headline links and an extensive, eclectic sources page.

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Janet

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