When Trump was elected, I would keep an eye on his Twitter feed daily, fascinated by the bizarre spectacle taking place in American politics. But it didn’t take long for fatigue to set in, until I got to the point that even Stephen Colbert’s monologues couldn’t keep me interested (only Bill Maher has staying power for me, because at least he swears and gets properly frustrated with things).
So I have been interested to watch as Bernie Sanders has been rising in popularity, and eventually taking over as the front runner for the Democratic Primary. I would love to see what Bernie could do with the presidency, and to see America start to take the lead in world issues again would be great. But I am still pessimistic of his chances.
Here is the current forecasting from FiveThirtyEight; lets see how the South Carolina primary changes things tomorrow morning:
I have never been much of a creative sketcher, and was always better at technical drawings, or imitations. So this weeks bit of art is a copy of a mouse photo I found online. Not too bad for my first attempt.
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But really, it just makes me think: “Geez, what are all the things that I don’t know that other people would be amazed at my ignorance of?”. What whole sections of human experience am I not aware of my own limited understanding of. It makes me more enthralled at the enormity of the human experience, rather than despair at people lack of certain knowledge.
Just a random thought.
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I have read a couple of books on wolves lately, American Wolf: A True Story of Survival and Obsession in the West, and The Last Wolf. Both were great books about these animals, both in their reintroduction into Yellowstone, and then a reflection on their lost place within Scotland.
This new book delves into an experimental observation of a pack of wolves living with a couple of American documentarians, and portrays the inner lives of these animals. Warning; you may get the feels… #2019inBooks #wolves #amw from Instagram: https://ift.tt/2q4okYu
Just starting this book tonight. I have yet to delve into Darwin’s Voyage of the Beagle, but figured this little book might be a good appetizer.
It is strange to read a book where the publishers introduction has to spend so much time trying to justify the printing of the book, when it seems pretty clear that Darwin didn’t want these writings to reach the public eye. Rather he wanted some of his inner story put down for his family to read in the future; something he wishes he had to peer into the mind of his famous grandfather.
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It has been a while since I read a Richard Dawkins book. When I first discovered his scientific writing back in 2006 I was amazed at how he was able to bring evolutionary theory alive; how thanks to his writing I was able to take evolution as something I simply understood to have taken place, and transition it into something I had a deep understanding of how it actually takes place.
More recently his books have swerved into other directions, focusing on biography and atheism. Which is fine no doubt; his The God Delusion was an amazing book and did a lot to ‘normalise’ atheism, at least from an unbelievers point of view. And yes, he may be more controversial these days with Twitter and all that (then again who isn’t?), but either way it was great to go back to one of his evolution focused books and remind myself why I loved the man’s writing so much.
Yes there are the usual jibes at religion in there (and given the state of things, as well there should be), but this book is once again a fascinating journey into the way that life functions, and how evolution as its guidance force can be used as a tool of great explanatory power.
Plus the audiobook is narrated by Dawkins, whose accent I love, and his wife Lalla Ward. Which is lovely.
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I have been wanting to read this book for ages, so I guess listening to it is the next best thing. This is one of those books whose influence I felt coming from many directions over the past few years, whether it be in articles talking about plant communication, tv shows discussing the possibility of plants moral rights, or documentaries about the life of plants. There has been a growing trend in tree based facts drawing me closer.
Not to mention that working closely with an arborist for years has helped give me a better appreciation for trees as living things, rather than just the backdrop for nature documentaries (thanks @fat_tony73 ).
This book was a real eye opener (a theme for a few of my books this year). I never knew how complex trees lives were, how social they were, or how advanced their physiology was. Trees can tell what time of year it is, count the number of days over a certain temperature, communicate with their neighbours, and share nutrients with their family members. Trees raise their young, and foster relationships with other plants, funghi, and animals.
If you want to start delving into the world of trees, I definitely recommend getting a hold of this book.
Also, if you love a good bit of Sci-Fi, take a look at Semiosis by Sue Burke. Its set on an alien planet where the human colonists have to work with a local intelligent plant to survive, and much of the learnings from The Hidden Life of Trees is represented within the story (though with the usual science fiction extrapolations).
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When I was in Scotland last year I picked up a copy of the book Other Minds: The Octopus, the Sea, and the Deep Origins of Consciousness by Peter Godfrey-Smith. It is on sale for Kindle readers at the moment, and a recent article I read brought the issue of eating octopodes back to my attention.
The book is a fascinating journey into the mind of an octopus. It discusses how these creatures came to be and their place in the natural world. It includes chapters theorising on how their minds may work, on the physiology of a cephalopod body and how this might relate to their alien minds, detailed descriptions of their behaviour in the wild, and how this speaks to the presence of a deep inner life that is surprising in its familiarity as well as its alienness.
Octopuses (and their equally brainy relatives cuttlefish (and to a lesser extent squids)) have often been recognised as intelligent animals. However their nature is so peculiar to our own, and their path to intelligence so different, that we often forget to take this into account in our treatment of them in our anthropogenic world. Unlike the majority of the other animals we are quick to recognise intelligence in (dolphins, chimpanzees, orcas, wolves, etcetera), octopuses are not social animals. So while there are convincing theories that social animals develop intelligence in order to function in a complex society, this kind of thinking leave the solitary octopus, tellingly, all by itself.
But the exclusion isn’t just an unconscious or capricious one; it is also a legal expulsion in many instances, where octopuses, and other cephalopods, are not afforded the same animal rights as other species, though their capacity for suffering is almost beyond question. Indeed after reading this book I felt a profound sadness in learning about the behaviours of some of these animals, particularly when I learnt that on average they only live for around two years, yet express an inner life and personality that seems a shame flourish on this earth so briefly.
This is why, ever since finishing the book last year, I have made a point of raising the issue of consuming octopuses more and more with those around me.
Yes I know, I am one of those annoying people that seeks to impart my ethical beliefs on what arrives on your plate. But when I bring this up. I hope I am being more persuasive and rational than the average exhortation to leave an animal off ones menu.
Indeed, my argument isn’t to stop eating all animals in general (at least not yet), but rather when it comes to what animals we choose to eat, that we make better decisions as to what should and should not find its way to the end of our forks. In particular when we are deciding whether or not to eat an octopus, I think special consideration needs to be given to its intelligence, and its species place in the environment.
Octopuses are extremely intelligent and complex animals; they are able to use tools and solve intricate problems, to the point where we like to measure this cognitive ability against our own human development (how many times have you heard an animal’s intelligence to rival that of an X year old child?).
From an environmental point of view it is also important to note that octopuses are carnivores, so their place in the food chain is different than that of the various herbivorous land species that we cultivate from the wild. Given that most all octopuses that we consume have been caught in the wild, harvesting these animals from an ecosystem that is already arguably being overfished, is only going to cause more trickle down effects that we aren’t even yet fully aware of.
But, humans being humans, we are looking into the problem of octopus meat being wild and not farmed, and not for the first time I am dismayed by our ability to innovate and overcome problems, rather than optimistic about it.
Our current inability to farm octopuses is not an obstacle we need to overcome, but rather a boundary we need to respect.
And yet according to an article I read yesterday on Vox, scientists are hard at work figuring out ways to farm these intellectual creatures. Rather than try and regiurgitate the facts of the article here, I will leave you to read it there if you are interested. But I think one salient point the author makes is the unique point we find ourselves in at the moment.
We live in a world where currently we factory farm many animal species, causing who knows what kind of suffering and despair. I don’t doubt that in generations time we will still be eating meats of some sort, but I highly doubt it will be extracted in the same manner, and that the way we do things now will be looked back on with remorse and revulsion.
But right now we are at a point where we can stop one point of future regret. Currently we do not factory farm octopuses, and it would be easy to ensure that this never come to pass. It is a good test for our more environmentally minded population to see if we can be this forward looking now, The majority of us acknowledge the harm we are causing the environment, but can we turn this understanding into preventative action? That will be the real test.
I particularly liked this chunk of the article:
There’s a bigger picture here. Jacquet pointed out that one of our biggest struggles this century has been to mitigate or fix many of the harms we’ve done in the course of modern industrialization — climate change, garbage in the oceans, factory farming, pollution.
“We’re constantly trying to scale back problems we’ve caused,” she said. “What we’re trying to do here is to stop a problem before it starts. Let’s do something preventative for once instead of dealing with this problem 40 years from now.” In that sense, combating octopus farming is a rare chance to exercise the foresight that we often wish previous generations had exercised.
I will leave you with that food for thought. Apologies for the poor quality of this post, I churned it out pretty quickly in the hopes that the book is still on sale (was around $3 when I last looked).
I highly recommend this book as an eye opening look into a truly fascinating animal, and an interesting attempt to try and imagine not just how an animal might experience the world, but how an animal so distinct from us and our mammalian kin might develop their own form of consciousness.