The hippies are getting worse...

Sounds like a bad attempt at a joke (or whomever was writing the ad copy for the packaging was drinking their bong water

Probably just a lame joke attempt

What I wonder is why my American Made Spyderco knives have a tang stamp on them that says;

“Golden, Colorado”
“U.S.A. Earth”

Guess we need to watch out for those Martian-made Spyderco knock offs…

Yeah, but which Earth is it? The one in the Milky Way or the one in Andromeda? The state motto of Andromeda Colorado is “We make really shitty knives!”

[kargh… another spyderco fanatic beat me to it!]

So we’re going the Douglas Adams route, only starting with bean sprouts instead of cows? :dubious:

When it comes to something I’m going to eat, I’d rather the farmer was focused on the poisons than the interconnectedness.

My uncle lost his farm because big-interconnected drove him under. Those bastards!

I don’t think it’s dumb; go, hippies, is what I say. I am all pro- interconnectedness.

meanwhile it IS dumb that my shampoo bottle says “gluten free”!!

…by a bunch of posers.

For “stupider”, though, I’d nominate the allergy warning on the last box of shredded wheat I bought. In case you missed “Shredded wheat” on every one of the box’s six sides, usually accompanied by “100% whole wheat”, there was the small print on one side: “ALLERGY WARNING: Contains wheat ingredients”.

That’s company-CYAism, though. Nothing hippie about it. (You can also find cartons of eggs with their allergenic ingredient carefully noted.)

I grew up in a very non-hippie household, but we at sprouts a lot cause…um…they didn’t even require DIRT to grow. We had them in jars of water on the windowsills. That’s gotta be about the easiest food in the world to NOT use pesticides on, no?

Especially Filbert.

Oh, wait, sorry, no. Filbert, I can clearly see you’re nuts.

(You know, the guy walks into the psychiatrist’s office, wearing nothing but cellophane…)

It just means they support string theory, so Good bye, and Thanks for all the Fish.
:wink: Thanks, Chimera.

At least you didn’t get eaten by a turnip last week. I did.