Wednesday, July 27, 2011

White Hair-ed Wooly Mammoth

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The wooly mammoth. What happened to albino woolly mammoths? I mean, there must have been at least one during the 142, 000 years of their existence. The first woolly mammoth fossil dates back 150,000 years and they went extinct 8,000 years ago.

There was a lot of time to have some type of genetic deficiency. I know there was a white-haired woolly mammoth at some point, but what happened to him? What if there was an entire race of white wooly mammoths that died out immediately because they couldn’t find their mates in the snow?
I bet white-haired wooly mammoths made the best lovers once they found each other because they would never depart for fear of losing their love.
“A sailor’s wife had chestnuts in her lap,
And munched, and munched, and munched.”
But what a step! For a white-haired wooly mammoth to be done, over, bored with the partner? How would that conversation be? Spoken like Clark Gable “Sorry Scarlet, but I don’t give a damn,” and the ensuing slow, mechanical walk into the snow. Do woolly mammoths have names at all? Scarlett seems like a woolly mammoth name. So the Rhett Butler white-haired woolly mammoth walks off into white and can never find another white-haired partner.
“Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.”
I suppose he might find dark-haired mammoths, but then he would still be clingy because if he lost them, the herd could never find him. White-haired wooly mammoths are most certainly dependent creatures.
“You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things!
O you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome,
Knew you not Pompey?”
They say crocodiles can swim from the Nile River to America…

Admitting my complete lack of gator/croc migration-pattern-knowledge and such, that is pretty rocking that a gator/croc would just say “Fuck it, I’m swimmin ‘cross this big damn ocean.” So they’re swimming around and what? They find a nice current, with the sun hot on their backs and lazily, lethargically, ride the waves? Alligators or crocodiles are quite groovy creatures, but gators and crocs are pretty different.
I wonder what species can make the swim across the Atlantic. I could just look it up online, like, while I’m typing this, but there’s a certain mysticism in not knowing. I suppose for the sake of this paragraph I should find it out. Notice, for the paragraph. Not the essay. I only care about the ability to swim, this essay doesn’t give two shits about the scientific difference between crocs and gators.  A person just sat down next to me at the coffee shop, I’m going to ask which it is that swims from the Nile to here.
So crocodiles are pretty mellow creatures. It wouldn’t seem like that; they’re fast and scaly, a crafty smile. If they were humans, I bet they’d live in a ghetto or the projects just to do it. Like, maybe grow up in some lower-end middle-class on the outskirts of the city, get tied up with the wrong friends and have an idolized image of success predetermined. I would guess they’d start dealing drugs in high school and would be rather good at it. That devious, hungry smile. Hungry for power, wealth, sex. Crocodiles surely have an appetite in the 18th century kind of way. I can see a crocodile being a good cocaine dealer, maybe dabble in crack, but I feel they’d be too up in the drug hierarchy to bother with that.
Drug hierarchy. It’s funny how many worlds there are, like prison, like the drug network. I was in London watching some well-dressed Americans try to buy weed in Camden Town. It was an interesting intersection, right on the brink of the town, maybe like a five road cross, but it was all slanted so it stretched kind of far. The kids fucked up and started yelling and there were seven guys, I’m not kidding, seven move round and start flanking the kids from all across the market.
“So powerful is the light of unity that it can illuminate the whole earth.”
Absolutely brilliant, pristine. The movement, the formation. These guys were all dealers but they moved in to watch the back of the other guy. Of course we’re talking about shitty-fake-skunk that isn’t even worth talking to the guys about, but it was amazing the network. After that level, when you start moving up it gets different.
While white-haired wool mammoths would be ultimately dependant, the laid back crocodile would as a business savvy drug lord, and the Russian would be like a cold night when you don’t have enough covers and the only way to keep warm is to steal the heat off the naked body of girl laying next to you who you hate.
Interesting how the two negative identities, the white-haired wooly mammoth and the Russian both come from freezing climates. Weather must have a huge effect on one’s perception, look at crocs, baking in the sun and chilling alone in the waves and never having to deal with humans messing with them or anyone messing with them ‘cuse they’re such ghastly creatures but are really just misunderstood because we can’t understand the laid back lifestyle of the crocodile. Maybe the reason everyone is afraid of them is because we secretly envy them.
I know many of you readers think this is about animals or a rant, but the piece is very precise and detailed in its examinations.
I have contradicted the aesthetic quality of the piece by forcing myself to include translations. But for those of you who can’t make the connections even with those, I do not want you to feel left out, well more so, I don’t want you to think I’m just some nobody talking about bullshit.
Unlike the persona that a writer needs, I’m a musician, I love the audience and I care what you think, which is why annotations are included below.

Vague Email

I looked at the email with confusion.  This is not a professional email in any shape or form.  The email address is generic. The email host is a free account.  The website they gave me is real but there is no way to tie the email to the website.  He didn’t even write his full name out!
What should I do?  Do I give this guy my full name and phone number?
What should I do?  Do I ask for information and refuse to give him the information he requested?
What should I do?  Do I just ignore it?
What should I do?