The Cruelty of Science–what price progress?

It’s all a bit “Sophie’s Choice” this morning in the Blarney abode. Gretel has to complete a science experiment, sorting out her independent variables from her control measures. The 11th-grader  is not the slightest bit interested and so, as Gretel’s  latest progress report indicates a worrying number of fail grades and missed assignments, the Crone has stepped in. Come hell or high water, Gretel will submit a paper and scientific research will be undertaken in Itchy Ankle. Thus, Gretel spent the morning in bed watching MTV while the Crone raced around researching the paremeters for the paper and working out what could be tested with a minimum of outlay and effort. Enabling? Yes, ‘fraid so.

The Crone invested in a couple of small Reggae Time cacti and began to work on phrasing her (note how completely this has already become her project) hypothesis.

“If cacti don’t have sunlight they will die” is the gist of it and this means that while both cacti will be watered once a month, and kept in rooms of the same temperature, one will live on a sunny ledge, and the other in a dark closet.

The Miley Cyrus and JayCee Dugard of the cactus world--one will live in sunshine, and the other incarcerated in darkness

The Miley Cyrus and JayCee Dugard of the cactus world--one will live in sunshine, and the other incarcerated in darkness

Which leads to the Crone’s dilemma. How to choose which cactus will lead the life of Miley Cyrus–all sunshine and warmth–and which will be condemned to the grim existence of poor JayCee Dugard? It’s too much, really it is.

This cactus will probably end up at Harvard, will have a happy marriage, and huge earning potential

This cactus will probably end up at Harvard, will have a happy marriage, and huge earning potential

It's not much fun in the glory hole.

Goodbye cruel world. It's not much fun in the glory hole.

About Liz Barron

US Peace Corps Volunteer in Armenia. Permanent address in Washington DC. Deep roots in Northern Ireland and persistent Belfast accent. Blogger,cook, mother, grandma, Scrabble-player and enthusiastic world traveler.
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