As a country we’ve spent all this time, energy, and resources trying to figure out where new worlds with friendly environments might exist, and how, if found in some accessible galaxy, we would be able to communicate with them.
What about the “aliens” among us? Why do we assume that we can talk to space creatures when we haven’t figured out how to reliably converse or reciprocally communicate with but a handful of intelligent animals who are one or two evolutional tiers removed from us right here on earth?
Recently I read an article in The Smithsonian magazine about an incredible instance of animal behavior predicated on the creature’s efforts to communicate with us, without conditioning or prompt. The story was revealing, and tragic, in the overall set of circumstances that this creature lived in along with a handful of others like him, in captivity.
This is about a Beluga whale named Noc (no-see as in no-see-ems). Noc was captured as a very young calf and indentured in the Navy’s special ops training program on the West Coast. He was housed and trained with one or two other females and as a teenager show typical traits of obstinacy and independence, especially with show-off females as the competition.
These whales were being trained to do object retrieval and other intelligence activities. As Noc matured he became much more responsive to human handlers and naturally demonstrated an affinity for human contact since interaction of a social family group was not available. In a release and return impoundment he was often next to divers who maintained the underwater parts of the facility and communicated with each other with subsurface radio. One day, a trainer heard what seemed to be a muted conversation that he could just barely hear but knew it was near and yet the only other creature or human around was the trainer and Noc.
The whale demonstrated this behavior frequently and was recorded. You can hear his remarkable soundings of human tonality on the link below. You can also read the article. Pretty amazing, hope you’re impressed, too:
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A Little Blast From The Past -- (My old blog, “A Big Little Life”)
FRIDAY, JULY 4, 2008
Here We Go Again!
This is the first commentary I have written in ten years. From 1991 to 1999 I wrote over 500 published articles, columns, and publications. I won awards, judged by my peers. I thoroughly enjoyed the experience and the notoriety and I made very little money!
Today, I am a Certified Residential Appraiser with no business left. There are about 5,000 of us (Certified - - - - nearly 10,000 "Trainee Licensees) in the state of Florida clamoring about for what business there may be left out there. Lenders have come up with language and guidelines that sound like a Miami lawyer wrote the stuff and with conditions that are virtually impossible to meet, in some cases, or to understand in most. Desperados have begun to offer cut fees.
The government is promoting FHA loans with little down and moderate interest rates. Where do you think that will lead? I hear the Fat Lady yodeling. The bell tolls for an exit . . . . the train is barely rolling and you can step off into deep sand without losing your balance. However, it will be difficult paying the eclectic bill with bagboy wages!
Beware of the banks and credit card companies! They smell blood and the feeding frenzy will reach new levels. . . It could bring our country down quicker than the cost of gas. They can invent plausible excuses for stealing your money, instantaneously. Neither , has a shred of conscience and there is no consequence for their predatory actions. No one in these two industries will ever be held accountable for shylocking.
Be back shortly, Steve, Senior
From my profile 2008: Interests: Love to read and love to write. My dog Buddy and I have a great system. Life is good - - - But it is short - - - When all else fails have a snort!
Reminded me of my grandfather – a Four Roses imbiber. Loved Juleps; he grew mint next to the house right under the dining room window.
Proverbs 17:22 says, "Being cheerful keeps you healthy" (GNT). Studies prove that when you laugh, it increases your number of T-cells, which raises your immunity level. Laughter is good for your health. Humor is God's gift to us. Remember, God has a sense of humor—he made you! To be emotionally balanced, take God very seriously but don't take yourself seriously. Learn to laugh at your limitations. There is plenty of material. If you only laugh and enjoy life when your problems are all solved, you'll never enjoy life. Found in Rick Warren's Purpose Connection newsletter today.
A classical switch to celebrate Friday’s arrival?
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I saw Senor Montoya perform in Charleston in 1976. It was a concert to remember. And I did. I went home, drank three margaritas, and made a Flamenco door mat out of a sombrero.
“The chief enemy of creativity is ‘good’ sense.” Pablo Picasso
That’s enuff said . . . . . Luv Ya!