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: Am I one of those human beings?
- 2: Just took time to say, I'll drop you a line
- 3: Re-reading our texts from the strawberry days
- 4: I'm yours in the day and the dead of night
- 5: And four hours north of Portland, the radio flips on
- 6: You are just the fingertips of something
- 7: I yield to her cry, losing my own names within me
- 8: Shaking off the echoes of yesterday
- 9: Everything I love is on the table, everything I love is out to sea
- 10: He tried to run away, well, she hit him with a hammer
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