The Berlinale film festival is over again. Had it taken place a week later, they could have presented Robert Altman's new film right on his birthday (Feb. 20th). "A Prairie Home Companion" won no award, but it got a lot of praise from the critics. I heard a glowing review on the radio. I like to listen to that particular critic, not necessarily because I'd follow his advice religiously, but because I find it touching how much his love for cinema shines through everything he says. Either begeistert or entgeistert, either awestruck or dumbfounded. Fascinating (in a Mr Spock way), those people who actually care about whatever it is they care about. Me, I'm standing here, nel mezzo del cammin, as far as statistical life expectancy goes, and I am still wondering why (or if) I'm even supposed to be here and what all the fuzz is about. Wie bestellt und nicht abgeholt. – I've been told to be here, and now there's nobody there to pick me up.
Actually, that's not true. I know my existence is as purposeless and accidental as that of everybody else, and that it's up to me alone what I make of it, now that my parents' few moments of joy have dumped me here yadda yadda blah blah; but it feels so utterly pointless without Mommy telling little Bartleby where to go next.
Good thing my bauplan will be removed from the gene pool once I start feeding the worms.
Bauplan. I stumbled across that word on the Anomalocaris homepage. Must be a fossil from those times when all the exciting stuff in science happened in Germany. How fitting. So much so that I didn't mind using it here in a technically WRONG!! way. Sue me.
No, not me. Sue's that boy over there. Ha ha.
Entrer dans la lumière
Comme un insecte fou
Respirer la poussière
Vous venir à genoux
Speaking of cute little animals, I seem to have missed paying my due respects to the first European Spider of the Year in January. Consider it done now.
Here's a picture I've been meaning to link to for some time. Now, with spring around the corner, might be a good moment.
I've seen Ibisfliege translated as snipe fly, which does however appear not to be correct. Atherix ibis is a species that doesn't exist in North America, apparently; as opposed to some related species going by the name of snipe fly. What I remember from looking into this a while ago is that scientific and common naming conventions are equally confusing, and trying to map one onto the other across languages doubly so. So I'll just call our hero the ibis fly.
A very educational animal indeed. Female flies glue their eggs and themselves to twigs hanging over water or to bridges. In lumps, as you can see on the photo. They die, of course, and become the first food source of their larvae which them proceed to fall into the body of water below and continue their development there. A shining example to parents the world over.
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