The end of monster sushi
Soon, no more giant rainbow rolls and inflated unagi. Do you really care?
By Mark Morford
It won't be long now.
That's what they say, the people in the know about such things, the people who track the various crashing fish stocks in the abused and plastic-swarmed oceans of the world. These are the people who also have firsthand knowledge about what modest steps are being taken to remedy it all and sadly noting how it's not nearly enough because the large game fish are disappearing, the fishing industry is still hugely under-regulated and no one's really paying much attention because, well, we've got a few hundred other major problems on deck at the moment. Then again, don't we always?
It won't be long now, they say, until we simply won't have any of the essential, large predator fish left -- all those salmon, tuna, swordfish, Atlantic halibut, even on down to wild shrimp and eel, et al -- all those once-plentiful, tasty staples that we've been wolfing down like they were so many pizza logs and Taco Supremes to feed America's increasingly voracious appetite for giant, cheap nigiri and sushi rolls the size of a child's arm.
Do you already know? We are eating way too much of it. We are still overfishing the oceans, depleting stocks like they were Jell-O shots at an AA convention, barely stopping for breath, despite how sushi was never meant to be a fast food, never meant to be added to the list of mass-quantity protein we can cram into the cooler alongside the turkey sandwiches and the pasta salad and the Oreos. Nice while it lasted? Well, sort of. ...
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