My five year old watches scary movies. Werewolves, vampires, zombies, blobs, aliens, it’s all good fun for him. Ghosts are just one more thing he can stab with his plastic sword.
I took him to see an underwater documentary on an IMAX screen.
What makes him wake up in the night in terror?
The scenes of cuttlefish hunting and feeding.
Cuttlefishsays
Alas, there are no cuttlefish in US waters.
Well, there’s one, but I’m particularly elusive.
Worldtravellersays
I’ve seen exactly one cuttlefish in the wild, SCUBA diving in Okinawa. It was rather amusing, my dive buddy spotted it and immediately gave me the hand signal for danger. As soon as I identified what it was, I gave him the ok sign.
…then the cuttlefish ate him. Can’t have the secret getting out. ;)
anchorsays
I know full well the human conceit of attaching our own anthropomorphic qualities onto other species (hell, Disney in the 30’s drew EYE-LASHES ON FISH, and much worse has been perpetrated since), but every time I see a good image of a cephalopod like this I seriously cannot resist wondering what manner of ’emotion’ lurks behind the pose…and whether we can ever really understand what they may be thinking.
Yes, I confess I am assuming in them the capacity for thought.
Even if its so mundane in this case as “Oops, yeah, I see that you are seeing me”, methinks it looks more like “I know that you know that I know you are seeing me…and I know that you know that I’m looking at you”.
neXussays
I was quite lucky to spend several years growing up in the middle east, and went snorkeling in the Red Sea & Gulf of Oman several times, and saw many cuttlefish there. They truly are beautiful creatures.
Surely poopyhead means the “Great White Cuddle“?
One of my goals as a diver is to get to see cephalopods in the wild. Alas, there are no cuttlefish in US waters.
My five year old watches scary movies. Werewolves, vampires, zombies, blobs, aliens, it’s all good fun for him. Ghosts are just one more thing he can stab with his plastic sword.
I took him to see an underwater documentary on an IMAX screen.
What makes him wake up in the night in terror?
The scenes of cuttlefish hunting and feeding.
Well, there’s one, but I’m particularly elusive.
I’ve seen exactly one cuttlefish in the wild, SCUBA diving in Okinawa. It was rather amusing, my dive buddy spotted it and immediately gave me the hand signal for danger. As soon as I identified what it was, I gave him the ok sign.
…then the cuttlefish ate him. Can’t have the secret getting out. ;)
I know full well the human conceit of attaching our own anthropomorphic qualities onto other species (hell, Disney in the 30’s drew EYE-LASHES ON FISH, and much worse has been perpetrated since), but every time I see a good image of a cephalopod like this I seriously cannot resist wondering what manner of ’emotion’ lurks behind the pose…and whether we can ever really understand what they may be thinking.
Yes, I confess I am assuming in them the capacity for thought.
Even if its so mundane in this case as “Oops, yeah, I see that you are seeing me”, methinks it looks more like “I know that you know that I know you are seeing me…and I know that you know that I’m looking at you”.
I was quite lucky to spend several years growing up in the middle east, and went snorkeling in the Red Sea & Gulf of Oman several times, and saw many cuttlefish there. They truly are beautiful creatures.