One of the obstacles that Farmer Bart Brassica faces is the stereotyping of country folk as quasi-literate cornshuckers who would prefer to watch for fish bubbles to rise up in root beer rather than read a book. As an antidote to such accusations, and in pursuit of the disposable income of the sensitive city-based new age farmer and literary angler, Bart has devised a deep dark pool of fish and the classics. As the mix of real fish and books is problematic Bart has come up with this cocktail of fish substitues and a charred page of The Twelve Caesars. This page came as a bonus with the Caesar Salad he ordered in the Library Cafe when he accidentally ran into Mavis Eggswhistle there for lunch a few weeks back. That the fish all have red noses that exactly match Bart's bucket is one of life's mysteries.