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: Probably not going to leave the slightest trace in the wake when it's my turn
- 2: Look into that smoldering building's bombed-out fog until it finally lifts
- 3: And those who can remember when the night sky was a tapestry
- 4: Can't I take my own binoculars out?
- 5: Distant as a dream of the cradle on this lonesome beach
- 6: Plates will shift and the earth will groan
- 7: It's only eight, right?
- 8: If it's a moment in time, how come it feels so long?
- 9: It's time to change partners again
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