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Article: Common ground.(political humor)(Off The Map)(Column)
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- The Progressive
- Article date:
- October 1, 1995
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In 1950, perhaps under Orson Welles's porch, scientists discovered a mutant obese mouse. Forty-five years later, they managed to isolate the gene this mouse failed to produce and now they think they might have an anti-fat drug. A lard balm. A corpulence capsule. Porky pills. That's right, we Americans are on the verge of realizing our dream to lose weight by eating ice cream. "Exercise? Dream on Big River--I got a prescription." Marriages will be saved because husbands will no longer be terrorized by having to answer the question: "Honey, do these pants make me look fat?" The universe may continue to expand, but we won't have to anymore. Of course, as we speak, industrial ...