I felt as though the “Monsanto” thing in this comic required some explanation, so I wrote a comment on my own site which I shall display for you thus:
“In the fall of September 2001 I worked at a small Monsanto production plant that made the herbicide known as Roundup Dry. This product was largely for export to other countries. On good days we would simply bag the stuff as it came out of the production system into these gigantic shipping bags, and on bad days we’d have to bag it in these much smaller, bathroom-garbage-can-sized bags/boxes.
The smaller bags required a twist tie to be closed and this twist tie had to be twisted exactly four times, no more or less. Now. Four twists, times hundreds of bags across many nights of work = a pretty ingrained habit, by the end. THUS; bread bags, twist-ties around cables behind my TV, whatever – they get four twists.” [May 3, 2011]
I don’t know geography so well, so I’m just curious which continent is being shown on the globe there…
OMG! I do both of those first 2! I can’t pass up a globe without looking for the old countries that no longer exist… and I always reach in and turn on the light before entering any room, not just the bathroom… a weird habit that I started doing when I was 8 years old after watching Vincent Prices “Mad Magician”, I used to be afraid he’d be waiting in the room the saw me up! Now 20 years later I still do it, cause it became a habit! LOL!
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I should explain the “Monsanto Corporation” thing in the third panel, because unlike the first two it really doesn’t speak for itself at all. HERE’S THE THING: In the fall of September 2001 I worked at a small Monsanto production plant that made the herbicide known as Roundup Dry. This product was largely for export to other countries. On good days we would simply bag the stuff as it came out of the production system into these gigantic shipping bags, and on bad days we’d have to bag it in these much smaller, bathroom-garbage-can-sized bags/boxes. The smaller bags required a twist tie to be closed and this twist tie had to be twisted exactly four times, no more or less.
Now. Four twists, times hundreds of bags across many nights of work = a pretty ingrained habit, by the end. THUS; bread bags, twist-ties around cables behind my TV, whatever – they get four twists.
I look for Eritrea. Heh.