...gahhh!

What... what... oh good grief, it's after 10:00 AM! Well, going to bed early didn't work very well. And whilst reading Moby Dick, I hit revolting chapters describing the harpooning, killing, sharks-eating-the dead whale at night and the next day's cutting out of the poor sperm whale. The kind of shit you read while you hide your eyes behind your hands. In fact, I pretty much skipped a bunch of it. I am completely not interested in any depiction of killing whales, historical value notwithstanding. Fuck it. Even Melville called it murder.
What we know now about these creatures makes it tragic beyond description. Yes, I'm for saving the gay baby whales; they add much more beauty to this world than the aging white power-hungry men that run this country, for example. We need more unconscious beauty and grace in the world.