All those hours spent reading articles on clean, dry, and  inspect, which elevated our readiness to the angling equivalent of Seal Team Six – to defend ourselves from any hidden environmental menace, may have positioned us to be the only group able to appreciate the enormity of the latest invasion-du-jour – and act on it with all possible haste.

There comes a time when duty overrides creature comforts and you wave farewell, as you respond to a higher responsibility, knowing that only the selfless actions of those like yourself can save the planet.

It appears that the warming currents of the Pacific Ocean have finally reached critical mass, allowing millions of succulent Alaskan King Crab to invade Antarctica.

Knowing that “Clean, Dry, and Inspect is no longer pertinent, rather it’s been replaced with “Clean, Boil, and Butter” – and considering Antarctica is largely No Man’s Land, it means there’s no limit to what you can eat – nor any sovereign military to prevent you from mailing the rest home …

… music to the ears of us budding Type II Diabetics.