We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
We go in and out of Sushi phases in the BD family (I like to call it "bait"), but for me, sushi is just an excuse to eat wasabi, ginger, and soy sauce, so I would never really know what the fish is. But the oily anal leakage? Happily, I have been spared that.
I was first (knowingly) served Escolar at an Indonesian eatery. It was served crusted with a spicy paste (Sambol). I never had any issues with digestion or "oily anal leakage". Neither has my husband. Maybe it is something that affects only some people or is the result of improperly prepared Escolar.