Reading Rats, an account of the life of these most despised of animals. A rat can have sex up to twenty times a day. A tide of rats crossing the Volga at some point in the eighteenth century. Highly interesting and creepy. I need a little easy non-fiction to disentangle the synapses after teaching Baraka on "the pretensions of consiousness."
I'm imagining an answer to T.S. Eliot's Cats here. Rats= star, arts, tars, tsar, tras(h), Sart(re).
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Yes, dear friend, rats like academics are produced spontaneously by social failures--upon the garbage heaps, beside the condemned buildings, we proclaim our moribund specifities.
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