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: I want to show you all the versions of myself
- 2: If you don't want the death of the party after I'm gone, sing one for me
- 3: Once you've gone, remains the question, baby
- 4: That gossip's eye will look too soon
- 5: I left my mind behind in 2015
- 6: Your spirit watched me up the stairs
- 7: Am I just a phantom waiting to be ripped around on shady ground?
- 8: 'Cause your eyes are the green of tornado skies
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