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...barnyards, baited, water-filled drums fill up with as many as 1,000 drowned mice a night. Yet so far not even Victoria's Vermin and Noxious Weeds Destruction Board has come up with a really effective solution. One woman whose supply of the Pill was eaten by mice only half jokingly proposed birth control as a long-range solution. Officials, however, were placing their faith in the first chill of the Australian winter-but that was still many weeks...
...scientists working in 400 counties between the Mississippi and the Rockies. Besides trailing antelopes, they are studying such seeming minutiae as the relationship between cows and lark buntings. The little birds nest on the range in saltbush, a plant that cows find delectable. As the supply of saltbush is eaten, the lark bunting population declines. Without the birds to eat grasshoppers, the insects begin to proliferate and compete with cows for grass. In the end, the cows' survival is at stake. With basic information about the entire grasslands ecosystem, the problem may become manageable...
...FEAR OF food and of weight gain is a peculiarly feminine phenomenon. The perpetual eater, whether overweight or not, trembles when she eats-indulges, feels guilty, punishes herself-or, in control, abstains, purifies. A brownie eaten for dessert can ruin an evening. You are ugly ! You are weak. No one will love you. You are fat, she tells the mirror. When will you learn? look at you! The scale measures neuroses as well as pounds...
...candy-pink uniform that bangs below my knees, white apron with a bow (legs out the bottom, arms out at the sides, and my head nodding yes, mocha almond, not fudge, marshmallow, pecans). Yes sir, I'll be right with you. My elbows scramble, between dishes of half-eaten food, lifting and wiping. Yes sir. I'll be right with you. Pay at the door. You get what you pay for. Special today on different flavors of sarcasm. I react. I am real. What are you, they ask, what am I. I am a waitress. I am a student...
...artful surroundings. To escape this charge gracefully. I must simply say that it's a start in learning to respect food and our own bodies by respecting where we eat it. We forget that food comes mostly from the earth, from natural life, and that it should be eaten in natural places, restaurants true to themselves and true to their customers, not extracted from some entrepreneur's mind or plastiform mold...