So I read an
article the other day about sea otters.
Apparently the
cute cuddly furry animals are anything but. Yes, they might look cute and float
around holding hands and other fluffy animal type stuff but the reality is they
are nasty wee bastards.
I don’t quite
know how to say this but, well, they rape baby seals.
Yup, yes they
do. As shocking as this might sound, it’s true.
They rape them
to death.
And….they do it just
for fun.
So to be clear,
there is nothing cute or cuddly about sea otters.
Penguins, dolphins, monkeys. Apparently they are all at it.
In fact the only
animal not engaging in some nasty sexual or murderous crime is the giant panda.
And that’s only because they don’t like sex and are too fat and lazy. If they weren’t
they would probably be at it as well.
All animals do it
and what’s worse is they don’t even realise it is wrong. They just do it because
they want to do it, probably because they have nothing better to do. Once the
dam is built and Mrs Otter and the kids are happily fed what else is there to
do?
They do look
cute though so that’s ok.
If I were to rape
a baby seal to death I don’t think cuteness or anything else for that matter
would be a robust enough defence to avoid some form of punishment so why is it
ok for otters?
It’s a double
standard.
A court for
animals is what we need.
Murder for food =
ok.
Anything else =
definitely not ok.
This would be a
start.
Yes, let’s start
holding animals up to the same standards we try to live up to as humans. I
might then start feeling sorry for the polar bears and their shrinking habitat
or the good natured law abiding otters caged in the Zoo being kept safely well
away from the seal enclosure.
Do animals grow
hair differently as they age?
To me the facial
hair of an otter or dog or iguana looks the same from birth to death. It grows yes, but a puppy’s facial hair is exactly the same as a fully grown up version.
There’s just more of it.
Why am I
different then?
My hair growth
is accelerating. I shouldn’t complain about this, a lot of men my age have the
exact opposite problem but it does seem to be sprouting much faster as I get
older and from all sorts of new and unwelcome places.
Over the years I
have tried, whenever possible to get my hair cut in various different countries
around the world. I did it once out of necessity in China and now try to do it
as often as I can. One month is the standard interval for me between haircuts.
So whenever I
happen to be outside of Switzerland at the allotted time of the month I will
seek out that country’s version of a stripy pole and engage in some cultural
learning. I have had my hair cut in China, Australia, Austria, Italy,
Switzerland, US, UK, Oman, Turkey to name but a few.
The best was
China, the worst Italy. UK is pretty bog standard, Switzerland horribly
overpriced for what is essentially five minutes work. In Turkey they burned my
ears. Oman had me very scared as a twitchy and energetic young man wielded a cut
throat razor very near my neck and Australia was done by a Scotsman.
All in it’s a
good way to engage with the local culture and given my hair cut of choice is ‘just
short’ it’s pretty hard for them to get it wrong. I am a bit old fashioned when
it comes to body hair. Short on top, leave the rest alone.
But I sense I am
starting to fall out of step with fashion in this regard.
The last time I
visited a communal shower room it didn’t escape me that I was one of the few
men in there maintaining the au naturale look. I didn’t want to stare but couldn’t
help myself.
After a couple
of minutes of soaping I found myself turning away to hide my ‘abnormal’ undergrowth
and started wondering when male grooming like this became normal.
I get that
Olympic swimmers, cyclists or Luge’rs shave everything. There is probably a
good aerodynamic reason for that. It’s the shift towards the aesthetic ‘down
there’ in normal men which confuses me.
In my, clearly
now outdated, book of what makes a real man, hairy and rugged is good. Women are
different, they are allowed to preen and prune themselves till they are all shiny
and polished. They are allowed to put on makeup and act feminine. Men, no way.
Unless, that is, you are auditioning for a part in the Crying Game then all
bets are off.
I am led to believe
one of the options, now available to men, is known in the industry as a ‘back, sack
and crack’. I don’t think I need to explain what this entails.
Just imagining it makes my eyes start to water.
I am ok with razor
burn products or deodorants which would make you smell like a male pine forest.
Hair gel and even the odd hair growth elixir.
Complex
moisturisers derived from cow serum, cover up creams, Botox and hair colourings
go beyond what I consider acceptable or normal for men. Funnily enough these
creams seem to be promising to delay (because it’s always delay, never get rid)
the exact same lines and creases I coveted so much as a wee boy as I watched Robert
Mitchum or Lee Marvin on the telly. Now it seems these lines are no longer
attractive.
Now we should
all look 25 years old. Lines and creases on your face have become as desirable
as haemorrhoids. Grey hair? Forget it.
In fact the more
a man can look like a woman and a young woman at that the more attractive he
will be for it.
I think this is
wrong.
Ladies, you are
welcome to plaster whatever cream, oil or makeup onto your face. I am ok with
you ripping, shaving or waxing whatever undesirable hair you like from wherever
you like on your body. In fact I would positively encourage it but given I am
not a lady I will stick to my short on top, leave the rest alone approach to
grooming.
This might make
me old fashioned. It might even place far out of touch with a metrosexual
society which seems to be taking over.
I am ok with
this though. I am also ok that I stopped looking 25 the day I turned 26.
One day I might
even have a face like Lee Marvin’s. I can but hope.
But back to otters.
My
recommendation would be to slowly wax the face of each bastard rapist/murderering otter as punishment for their evil crimes.
That’s going to hurt
like hell and let’s face it if a baby seal sees a baldy-faced otter
approaching, they will quickly learn to not hang around.
I wouldn’t.
Regardless
how young it looked.
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