Oxygen. Who Needs It.
- cdavid508
- Jul 26, 2020
- 1 min read
It’s probably not uncommon to think it’s all about you. You’d get over it with a quick trip to the slough. Let’s go. I know the denizens well. Who do you want to talk to? The algae? If so, be prepared for a long, long story. Be lot’s of bragging too. All about them making the world hospitable for you and me. Oxygen and all that. Blah. Blah. Blah. I know; I’ve had this conversation. Everyone thinks algae’s not sentient. That’s simply prejudice. How many people do you know who tried to strike up a dialogue with algae? None, I bet. Humans reflexively assume algae can’t talk, can’t think. Well. That’s on us. One can read all about it in ‘Slime: How Algae Created Us, Plague Us, and Just Might Save Us’, by Ruth Kassinger.
Oh. You did try to converse with Algae but you got no response? Made you feel both foolish and annoyed. I understand. I get that same feeling after talking to God.
This may be just me, but you talking to so many inanimate objects might be a problem. Tried talking to animate objects? They actually provide feedback (Fuck off; Shutup; I'm busy; You're awesome, etc. Okay, maybe that last one not so often), unlike inanimate objects. Oh. Wait. I now see what you're saying. Carry on.
Your lawn problem-possible solution: Make the yard into a pond. Erect a small wall around the lawn perimeter. Fill the former lawn with water. Now you've a pond. Throw in some algae. Wait for it to form a bond. Then converse.
Bet your feral cats and termite problems would go away.
I talk to every inanimate object under the sun (including god) with generally unfavorable results, so maybe algae would be a welcome respite. My lawn sure as hell doesn't listen to me.