Last night, the family went to The Tin Cow in Pensacola for a small celebration. We've gone there for years for their great burgers. But last night they had something different on the menu: Smoked lionfish seafood dip! The dish comes garnished with two tomato slices and a bed of arugula. Tortilla chips are the dip delivery system of choice. The presentation was fairly unremarkable, but this concoction is an appetizer, not some avant garde foodie bait. Curious, I ordered some for the family. Now I liked it. Not something I would seek out, but it was not bad. The rest of the family was similarly underwhelmed and stopped eating the dip fairly quickly. Nonetheless, I found the experience an interesting intellectual exercise in apocalyptic thinking. I suppose that it sounds weird that an appetizer would be relevant to a barren wasteland, but follow me for a bit. As I was ordering this novel seafood offering, I asked generically,"What's this lionfish dip all about?...