Thursday, August 03, 2006

Remember what happened to the Golgafrinchans

Another reason not to get a cell phone. First there was evidence that they caused brain tumors, now this.

Wash your hands, caller.

Your mobile phone could be a major health hazard, research shows.
With tens of thousands of microbes living on each square inch, they harbour more bacteria than a lavatory seat, the sole of a shoe or a door handle. Microbiologists say the combination of constant handling and the heat generated by the phones creates a prime breeding ground for all sorts of bugs that are normally found on our skin.

They include Staphylococcus aureus, which can cause illnesses from pimples and boils to pneumonia and meningitis and is a close relative of the superbug MRSA.

Joanna Verran, professor of microbiology at Manchester Metropolitan University, said: "Mobile phones are stored in bags or pockets, are handled frequently and held close to the face.
"In other words, they come into contact with more parts of our body and a wider range of bacteria than toilet seats. The phones contained more skin bacteria than any other object. This could be due to the fact that this type of bacteria increase in high temperatures and our phones are perfect for breeding these germs as they are kept warm and cosy in pockets, handbags and briefcases."

What did happen to the Golgafrinchans?

The telephone sanitizer is a profession involved in the plot thread relating to the planet Golgafrinchan in The Restaurant at the End of the Universe.

The Golgafrinchans sent their Telephone Sanitizer population away, along with the rest of the useless third of their population to form a colony on a remote planet (Earth as it happens). Ironically, the remaining Golgafrinchan population was then wiped out by a virulent disease contracted via unsanitary telephones.

1 comment:

mean old man said...

I'm angrier than Al Gore in a gas guzzler over the way the Commies have infiltrated and perverted our God Fearing society with their damned cell phones!!! The other day Thelma Jean and me were food shopping at local market when we saw some hippy freak talking to the eggs--we both were in disgust that some wacko like her would be in a public store--because in my day we knew what to do with the crazies; we locked 'em in the attic and pretended they didn't exist!!! And they loved it!!! But as we got closer to the eggs (with my left hand in my pocket clutching my trusty multi use pocket knife--just in case this ingrate was going to get violent) we realized she wasn't talking to herself, she wasn't a crazy at all-she was just another one of these commies polluting my free air space with her cell phone gibber jab!!! In my day the telephone had its place--in the living room--and the receiver was made from good ol Pittsburgh steel--so you knew the little runts in the house wouldn't have the strength to pick it up and call long distance to Harding!! And it had a dual use as a club if some discipline for the little runts was needed and you didn't have your trusty belt near!! Not to mention the fun fact that you were able to hear all your neighbors business because we had party lines--that's how Good Ol Joe Mccarthy got wind of the Commies because he heard them plotting on the phone. Now the Commies have to ruin everything by polluting my space with their Godless rants--but I'll measure their prissy heathen cell phone against Thelma Jeans pie roller any day of the week. To Hell with Liberals and to Hell with Cell PHones!!! I hate them all!!!! And to the little freaks that live behind me--stay out of my damned back yard!!!!!!