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Today I invented a game which I will tentatively and uncreatively call Underwater Shuffleboard. With sidewalk chalk I drew giant squares with varying point values all over the bottom of the deep end of a swimming pool. (Yes, sidewalk chalk works underwater. It is awesome.) I spent 2 hours throwing little torpedo toys at them and talking smack to a 9 year old. I lost. But I totally won at underwater hangman. Take that, child.
It was a good day.
"Should I bolt every time I get that feeling in my gut when I meet someone new? Well, I’ve been listening to my gut since I was 14 years old, and frankly speaking, I’ve come to the conclusion that my guts have shit for brains."
“Humans for a long time have denied that they are like animals, and related to animals. If humans did very bad things, like kill each other, we would say they’re “acting like animals,” and if humans did very nice things, like massive acts of altruism, we would claim that for ourselves, and say that’s something we came up with—in our religion, our culture, whatever. Humans have that tendency. Humans were not very happy to be connected to nature. Humans liked to be considered the crown of creation, totally separate from everything else. They used nature to blame things on themselves, and never made that full connection that I am advocating, which is that both the good and bad in our species come from our primate background.”
This has been the subject of debate in my classes all week, and it’s been both thought provoking and fun.