So I’m reading this book, 12 Rules for Life, by 4chan hero Jordan Peterson. It’s a pretty decent book if you can ignore the fascist-y undertones. The book doesn’t have anything to do with what’s to follow except that I have lobsters fresh in my mind. Mmm, fresh lobster.
Besides being territorial little fighters with an ancient social hierarchy, lobsters are delicious. No, hold on … What was I going to say? Oh yeah.
Besides being delicious, lobsters moult, or shed their shells. They grow a new, soft shell underneath their old, brittle shell, then climb on outta there. For a while after shedding the old shell our lobster friend is mushy and vulnerable, but soon enough she’ll be as strong as before and ready to do her lobster thing. Her new shell is not the same as the old one, but the process gives her the potential for change and growth. Neat!
Note of vindication for metaphor haters: snails do not moult. I looked it up.
In the last pile of words I heaped onto the Internet I hemmed and hawed a bit about the potential fate of Salty Running and whinged some about my own potential fate, should I take on the responsibility of keeping it afloat (heavy is the head, woe to the burden-bearer, blah blah). I have often found whinging to be a fruitless enterprise, but in this case there were fruits! Also neat.
Not only have people pitched me potential new contributors, a few of our former contributors said they would be interested in writing more stuff for SR. Very neat!
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