When Ulysses ventured out he had no news of home, which might have proved a distraction.\u00c2\u00a0 The times are not like that any more.\u00c2\u00a0 Thus, after returning in the early morning hours from the restaurant “1884” in a bodega which burned down two months ago (but the restaurant was saved, giving a surreal entry experience in the parking lot in the middle of the night) we could get email from Jarrell saying that Dan Timis, our friend of nearly twenty years, had died.<\/p>\n
This changes the experience of the trip.\u00c2\u00a0 Now I look at the road side, which has changed from desert to pasture, and think of all the dead people I know.\u00c2\u00a0 I think of the 90,000 people who died yesterday that I don’t know.\u00c2\u00a0 I wonder why we care.\u00c2\u00a0 The penguins don’t care.\u00c2\u00a0 A mother penguin defends her chick, or her egg, for\u00c2\u00a0 only as long as the battle is in doubt.\u00c2\u00a0 If a skua definitively seizes the penguin chick and the mother can’t get it back alive, the mother loses interest.\u00c2\u00a0 The chick can be pecked apart and eaten alive, screaming, and the rest of the colony takes no notice.\u00c2\u00a0 Dan Timis’s mother wont be feeling so Buddhist just now.\u00c2\u00a0 I think we humans have more to learn from the experience of each other than the penguins do, and there is an advantage to our not letting go.\u00c2\u00a0 It really hurts that I will never hear his voice again (unless he left a message on our home voice mail in January).\u00c2\u00a0 You’d have to be pretty into penguins to not mind hearing the voice of one.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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