Direct quote from news:
"Medical school professor Robert White said his monkey-to-monkey head transplant was a partial success."
That's it. "Monkey-to-monkey head transplant" is now my favorite phrase in the world. Just yesterday I hadn't dreamed of the concept. Dang. How did I live without it? Imagine the sparkle it will add to my conversation! Spoken lightly, before I pause to refresh my drink. Or muttered ominously. As I lurch down the bus aisle wearing welders' goggles and plastic garbage bags instead of pants.
The full news story (an experiment conducted at Ohio's Case Western) is actually kinda dull. But I'm still marveling at how a "monkey-to-monkey head transplant" can be a "partial success".
The disturbing trend continues:
This was also in the news. Same day. Look it up if you want. New York Times, April 22 2001. "Inspectors at Chicago's O'Hare International Airport reported an increase in contraband meat products smuggled by foreign travelers, including a monkey's head and carcass on a stick found in a passenger's carry-on bag." The large number of severed monkey heads in the news does not escape me. It's rather unsettling. Is it just me? Is anybody else disturbed by two prominent monkey-head stories in one day? Let's be honest. The prospect of uncovering a monkey-head-on-a-stick in a vacationer's luggage left me shocked and agitated. My mind reeling! Maybe it's because I live in Milwaukee? Stories like that appear in The New York Times with regularity. A cosmopolitan reader, such as yourself, sneers at my Midwestern innocence. In New York, we find severed monkey heads all the time, you say. Bought a Prada bag at Macy's, and there was one inside. We still blame Giuliani.
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