The Creatures of Hong Kong
Natan, you're choking us. You haven't written a nasty, heretical, or otherwise provocative post in like two months now. I've been trying to patiently wait it out, but my patience is starting to wear thin!
For a while, we used to live in the northeast corner of the White Mountain National Forest (in Maine). On Fridays (plus other days, too), my wife would go out on one of our kayaks to a nearby lake and catch a nice big fish. She'd bring it home and we'd eat it that Shabbat. That was real fresh fish; cannot be compared to any fish one buys.
To the Chinese, dogs are food, not friends.
I read the Wikiepdia article on the Central-Mid Levels escalator system of HK. Do you mean say one cannot get to your district without getting on and off an escalator, eighteen separate times? There's no better way to do it? (I could describe a certain area as requiring five miles of walking through water, or I could also say you can also drive in fifteen minutes.)
Interesting post. They are also similar to St Andrews spiders who fascinatingly vibrate their webs to deter predators.
However what I will take issue with are the few lines below your post. Rabbi Dr Natan Slifkin writes: Rationalist Judaism is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber."
Yet if these lines would be slightly tweaked to "Limmud Torah is a historicaly supported nice idea. To receive a portion in the schar and support our lomdim, consider becoming a paid supporter" then we would have a post decrying the terrible terrible sin that is being committed in this LGBTQ generation.
A sin so much greater. The terrible sin of Charedim learning Torah
don't shudder. They stay fresh longer if they're kept alive
I remember as a kid going with my grandmother to the chicken market on the Lower East Side under the Manhatten Bridge where she would pick out a chicken which would be shected on the spot.Thete were chickens running all over the place.
As late as the 1950s, my grandmother would buy a live carp a short time before major Yomtovim (usually Rosh Hashanah and Pesach). It'd live out its last days in the bathtub of my father's childhood home, before being "gefilte-d" just in time for the holiday.
So the idea of buying one's food in live form is perhaps not so remote from our collective experience.
(Apparently, the days just prior to these holidays were popular times for Jewish kids to take day-long bike journeys out to the suburbs -- to avoid the stench of boiling carp that pervaded the neighbourhood)