Our mayor has a hand shake that I have heard refered to as a full meal. He also sports a tan the would be the envy of any New Jersey beach girl. The tan has gotten bad press these last few decades. Like global warming, the tan has benefited from fuzzy science and screaming rhetoric. Lay in the sun for a half an hour and tell me there's plenty of ozone layer or whatever keeps us from being incinerated. The sun is hot hot and has got hotter. You might as well slather yourself in barbeque sauce when you're sunbathing.
When I was a lad tomato plants didn't grow to seven feet tall. They do now. Corn didn't used to be fifteen feet tall. It is now. That sun blasts down "like a heat lamp gone ape" as the saying goes. The hot sun is nice for solar heating. Stuff grows pretty good. I still work with my shirt off because it is so gosh darn hot. My skin looks like old luggage. Stay out of the sun kids.
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