Speak softly and carry a can opener

You shouldn’t need the arm strength of a gorilla to open a can of tuna.

We live in a country where marketers insist opening cans is easy. And it is easy, if you define hard as easy.

Maybe the American packaging industry wants to suss out foreign spies who grew up with jars. On my part, I’m just about ready to donate my cans to the local ballpark so I can see flying fish.

Right now, the only thing I can see is a metal cylinder I’ve kicked around my kitchen. My walls have dents in them, but as far as I know, the fish are okay.

If I took a jackhammer to the can, the fish would probably survive th...