What happens when you combine the finest in moonbattery with a bit of whimsy? The Cannibal Flesh Doner Program, that's what.
You know, I might be willing to at least listen to some of these ideas if it weren't patently obvious their proponents were purile loons. The sad thing is, having read a great deal about the various protest movements in the 1950s and 1960s, they really haven't changed at all. These are the same wacky ideas and self-destructive indulgences their grandparents engaged in. The only thing that changes is the hairstyle.