yes, i’m opposed to war.
and yes i find it a bit disgraceful that george w. bush (who seems to have a permanent hard-on for war) went awol for one year while serving for the, basically irrelevant during the vietnam war, texas air-national guard. i don’t mean this as a slight against the texas air-national guard. i just find it offensive when rich kids who are the children of industrialists and politicians manage to avoid war (especially during times of conscription), while the kids from poor families get turned into cannon fodder in fighting the wars that the rich kids parents started. gw is a perfect example of this. his family connections got him assigned to a military posting where there was absolutely no chance of him being put in harms way (or even leaving texas, for that matter). and to add insult to injury he went awol for a year.
but enough about gw.
let’s talk about bats.
when i had a house in upstate new york i used to swim a lot at dusk.
and the amazing thing about swimming at dusk is that dusk is when the bats come out to eat bugs. and what better place to find bugs than a surface of a lake?
so you’d be swimming along and the bats would be flying over the lake and they’d fly right up to you and it would always look like they were going to hit you in the head, but at the last minute they’d miss you by inches. those lucky bats with their auto-location.
is that what it’s called?
‘auto location’?
the special ‘find bugs and avoid flying into things’ ability that bats have.
lucky bats.
moby