WOLVES DON'T BARK
When there's nothing else interesting on cable, I often tune into the Discovery Channel for the visceral thrill of watching some animals link up the food chain. My favorite is the wildebeast lapping water in the shallow mud hole and all of a sudden a sneaky crocodile leaps up and snatches its damn head in between its jaws. Thats some navy seal / ninja shiznit in nature for you. So in between the segments of animals getting eaten or mating (isn't that what life is truly about?) there is some narration from some guy with a Brit accent. If you pay attention, he can occasionally give some interesting facts about said animals.
Last night, I was watching a feature about wolves. I learned some very interesting facts about wolves that I think I can relate to being a guy. Wolves aren't just wild dogs...well they are certainly WILD but at the same time they are more sophisticated and intelligent than the domesticated dog. They respect the hierarchy of the pack and hunt in an organized fashion often acknowledging the alpha male's leadership. They also mate for life. Interesting, yeah? But after all that fascinating information, the tidbit that caught my ear was when the narrator said that "Adult wolves do not bark." Wolves howl, growl, snarl but don't bark they consider this a juvenile behavior. I guess this fairly mundane statement struck a chord in me because us guys always call each other "dog". And we do alot of barking and posturing don't we? At clubs, most of us are always getting our lil bark on at the bitches aren't we? We prance and jackass ourselves for your attention. After a while it all becomes chatter and the bitches just roll up their eyes. I say enough of that, I'm going to leave that to the cubs and the little boys.
Now that I'm all grown up I hope to put aside that juvenile chatter and channel my cool like our friend the wolf, Canis Lupus. There's things about being a guy that just cannot be tamed and we shouldn't be apologetic about -- and thats another reason why I have great admiration for the wolf, the purity of its wild nature that coexists with its complexity. Watch out ladies, I've got a new outlook and I'm think most of the pack is down with it too. Next time you see us, just give us some time and take a closer look. We might appear to be dogs but there won't be any idle chatter here. Wolves don't bark, baby.
When there's nothing else interesting on cable, I often tune into the Discovery Channel for the visceral thrill of watching some animals link up the food chain. My favorite is the wildebeast lapping water in the shallow mud hole and all of a sudden a sneaky crocodile leaps up and snatches its damn head in between its jaws. Thats some navy seal / ninja shiznit in nature for you. So in between the segments of animals getting eaten or mating (isn't that what life is truly about?) there is some narration from some guy with a Brit accent. If you pay attention, he can occasionally give some interesting facts about said animals.
Last night, I was watching a feature about wolves. I learned some very interesting facts about wolves that I think I can relate to being a guy. Wolves aren't just wild dogs...well they are certainly WILD but at the same time they are more sophisticated and intelligent than the domesticated dog. They respect the hierarchy of the pack and hunt in an organized fashion often acknowledging the alpha male's leadership. They also mate for life. Interesting, yeah? But after all that fascinating information, the tidbit that caught my ear was when the narrator said that "Adult wolves do not bark." Wolves howl, growl, snarl but don't bark they consider this a juvenile behavior. I guess this fairly mundane statement struck a chord in me because us guys always call each other "dog". And we do alot of barking and posturing don't we? At clubs, most of us are always getting our lil bark on at the bitches aren't we? We prance and jackass ourselves for your attention. After a while it all becomes chatter and the bitches just roll up their eyes. I say enough of that, I'm going to leave that to the cubs and the little boys.
Now that I'm all grown up I hope to put aside that juvenile chatter and channel my cool like our friend the wolf, Canis Lupus. There's things about being a guy that just cannot be tamed and we shouldn't be apologetic about -- and thats another reason why I have great admiration for the wolf, the purity of its wild nature that coexists with its complexity. Watch out ladies, I've got a new outlook and I'm think most of the pack is down with it too. Next time you see us, just give us some time and take a closer look. We might appear to be dogs but there won't be any idle chatter here. Wolves don't bark, baby.
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