Great Lakes Fish Got a Dopey Sense of Contentment

Great Lakes fish annually suffer the loss of light in waters lonely, dark and deep. Some fish, actually a substantial per cent, may experience depression (if fish suffer from depression). Thankfully the regional biopharmaceutical technopracy has released enough  Zoloft, Prozac, Celexa and Sarafem into the water ecosystem through human user affluence to assure the fish have elevated moods. 

These fish; smallmouth and largemouth bass, rudd, rock bass, white bass, white and yellow perch, walleye, bowfin and steelhead, in their euphoric state of well-being will disregard threats from predators and have happy thoughts even as they are consumed by predators. That is a humane world. It is good that those walking upon the land, or driving SUVs, are not indifferent to the sad plight of the fish.

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening


Whose woods these are I think I know.   

His house is in the village though;   

He will not see me stopping here

To watch his woods fill up with snow.   

My little horse must think it queer   

To stop without a farmhouse near   

Between the woods and frozen lake   

The darkest evening of the year.   

He gives his harness bells a shake   

To ask if there is some mistake.   

The only other sound’s the sweep   

Of easy wind and downy flake.   

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,   

But I have promises to keep,   

And miles to go before I sleep,   

And miles to go before I sleep.