Nothing this week has made me happier than learning that naked mole rats have different dialects by which they distinguish colony-mates from strangers, inculcated by nurture rather than coded by nature—and that these dialects are set by the queen of each colony. Since naked mole rats fight violently when their greeting chirps are answered in an alien tongue, I feel I am waiting now to see if they evolve interpreters. Also I am afraid I am intrigued but also extremely entertained by the idea of a unique song that only the naked mole rat queen sings while in the bathroom. "That, for example, is something that we have no idea what it means, but is a really cool direction that we want to look into in the future."
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- 1: But I was cruising Gawain in the mist
- 2: How do we sleep while our beds are burning?
- 3: All of it's golden, my body is floating, I'm still alive
- 4: Why don't you ever let me love you?
- 5: I'm man enough to be a party girl and dance all night, the American high
- 6: With that you're-on-camera smile like she wants to try me on
- 7: Wish they'd drop the knife in the peep-show parking lot
- 8: When you go to hell, I'll go there with you, too
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