Every tinhorn, fly-by-night, so-called laboratory with a pair of test tubes has been trying to pin cancer on my favorite drink for decades. Now, some tinhorn, fly-by-night, so-called laboratory out in California has convinced a judge to require warning labels on the cups. One scientific website I visited called the science behind it "murky" at best. Whoa, wait a minute. I sound like a trumpanzee railing about climate change. I better have an iced, half caff, ristretto, venti, 4-pump, sugar free, cinnamon, dolce soy skinny latte and sit down.