Endlessly

This Sunday feels endless. We have had strong winds all day, between 20-25 knots and apart from the pitch and roll, we will not be able to start fishing until tomorrow afternoon. This morning at 9  (12 in Peninsular Spain) we were 300 miles from the Great Bank and we are doing less than 10 knots.

Some people have also been suffering all day in anticipation of the football game this afternoon. My computer has been very sluggish all day, and the same goes for the internet connection. Next Christmas we have to ask Santa for a few more megabytes. In short, it seems that the weather has permeated us all.

The only thing that has improved has been the map showing the entries to the blog.  Murcia readers are back. They actually were there all the time, and so were the Irish, native and imports. And I suspect that point in the middle of the US is actually us, because every time I log in the blog to load something, Tooele's point (such is the name of the town) turns yellow as if someone had just read the blog. Too much coincidence. And the point in Armenia keeps appearing and disappearing.

As a counterpoint to these blunders, the map lets me see not only from where you access, but what type of operating system and application did you use, so I can deduce if you read from the phone, tablet or computer. There is no privacy.

It is also a bit frustrating to write without knowing if I will be able to upload this, so I will keep it short. I’ll just tell you I have started a very interesting book titled What a fish knows, by Jonathan Balcombe. It is about the senses of fish, how they perceive the environment around them, how they socialize, and of course, what they know. I completely agree with the author’s motivation to write the book, which is the superficial perception we generally have of fish. He makes a spot on comment: when we refer to marketable fish species as "stocks" we convert just like that a very large group of animals into mere objects of commerce. The author argues that the fact that fish are more difficult to observe, that they lack facial expressions and their apparent muteness have made us not consider them as worthy of attention as mammals or birds. And it's true. We have discriminated fish. A simple test: those who have soft toys at home, please count all the mammals and fish (which by the way will most likely be Nemo, Dory or Flounder). Now, those who have more fish than mammals please rise your hands. See? Just what Jonathan says.