An Eskimo was fishing on the polar ice cap at a time of year when there were twenty-three hours of sunshine a day. After eighteen hours, his butt was numb with cold, so he packed up his gear and headed back to his igloo. There, he hung up his sealskin coat and was just tucking into his seal steak dinner when his wife said: "Ingit?" "What?" he said without changing his expression. "I've got some news for you." "What?" he said through clenched teeth. "Your mother-in-law has slipped on the ice and …