The loneliest whale in the world..
In 2004, The New York Times wrote an article about the loneliest whale in the world. Scientists have been tracking her since 1992 and they discovered the problem:
She isn’t like any other baleen whale. Unlike all other whales, she doesn’t have friends. She doesn’t have a family. She doesn’t belong to any tribe, pack or gang. She doesn’t have a lover. She never had one. Her songs come in groups of two to six calls, lasting for five to six seconds each. But her voice is unlike any other baleen whale. It is unique - while the rest of her kind communicate between 12 and 25hz, she sings at 52hz. You see, that’s precisely the problem. No other whales can hear her. Every one of her desperate calls to communicate remains unanswered. Each cry ignored. And, with every lonely song, she becomes sadder and more frustrated, her notes going deeper in despair as the years go by.
Just imagine that massive mammal, floating alone and singing - too big to connect with any of the beings it passes, feeling paradoxically small in the vast stretches of empty, open ocean.
Oh my god.
I want to start a
Kickstarter IndieGoGo (Curse you, anti-Canadian bias!) to send Stephin Merritt out to serenade this lonely, lovely creature and record the subsequent duet. I think they’d dig each other.
Hard at work! This is my equivalent of those shitty men-at-work gifs sites used to have while they were being relaunched. I’m planning to go through my existing posts, delete the fluff, clean up the OCD-relevant stuff, and go forward with this as a more publicly oriented mental health blog. This is partially because i’ve outgrown the personal diary approach, and partially because i’ve received a lot of amazing feedback and experiences lately regarding the ups and downs of brain wonkiness. Also, i’m planning to launch an unrelated, semi-professional project soon, so i’m gearing up for that! Alright, thanks for playing, see y’all on the other side.