Spider-Roll World

When crabbers pull their pots from the water, they quickly identify the crabs that are about to molt. The color on the edge of the backfins is different.

Crabs that are outgrowing their shells slip out of the back of the old hard shell. They emerge as delectible little creatures that can be eaten whole.

There is no greater pleasure on earth than to devour an entire fried soft-shell crab in a few bites, consuming every cell of the organism in a chomping frenzy of bliss.

But supervising crabs that are about to molt requires great vigilance. The crabber must check his tanks every couple of hours and remove a newly emerged soft-shell crab for immediate refrigeration. Otherwise, the other crabs in the tank will cannibalize the defenseless one, or its shell will quickly harden.

So the faithful crabber interrupts his sleep like a monk to keep watch over the tank of molting ‘peelers.’ He does it so that that you and I can go to a restaurant and order soft-shell crab.

Yes, there are many things wrong with this world. But let’s not take the good things for granted.

“Call no man on earth your father.”

1. When it really counted, USA hockey lost to Canada.

2. The Hoyas are on a late-season slide, and Austin Freeman is sick as a dog.

3. Very strange things are going to start happening at D.C. Superior Court tomorrow.

4. It is still nowhere near 70 degrees…

March has arrived like an ill-tempered goat.

This situation calls for an exegetical discourse! In honor of the Year of the Priest!

“Call no man your father on earth, for you have one Father, who is in heaven.” (Matthew 23:9)

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