Tonight Bunny, Kim, Mimi & I went to a friend Pat’s memorial service. To be honest we didn’t know her very well, mostly we just saw her around sometimes behind the Greek restaurant’s dumpsters, but she was always very kind to us the few times we did get to talk. She was also very well respected around here, known for being very compassionate and also very knowledgeable about various scientific methodologies. She was also quite stunning to look at - I’ve never seen another white rabbit around these parts, perhaps she was an escapee, nobody knows. But she was run over by a truck last Tuesday, I’m sure she was killed instantly and didn’t suffer at all.

I don’t think there ever was a human being born who decided not to drive a car or truck because of the risk to small, crossing animals.

~ pinky

Bunny, Mimi, and I watched the Olympics™ tonight on television, it was the final night of the ladies figure skating competition. I have to admit, I’m a bit confused by the whole idea. To me, figure skating looks like some kind of art-form, maybe similar to dancing, theater, or maybe even painting. It’s weird to me to make that into a competitive sport, with winners and losers. I said “Why does this have to be competitive? Why not just have all these girls perform, and we can enjoy all of their performances without having to say ‘you were the best, you were second best, and so on’…?” Then they both looked at me like I was from the moon and said “Nobody would watch…”

Really?

Why are human beings so hard-wired for competition? Is it simply a handy motivational mechanism useful for promoting excellence and forward-movement? Or is it something more primal, perhaps a deeply-embedded animal instinct that long ago allowed certain cavemen the ability to survive by clubbing their smaller, weaker, less competitively-inclined cavemen buddies to death during long winters and other times of food scarcity?

Not being the competitive type myself, I won’t pretend to know the answer to this. Bunny recommends that I just interview some ice skaters to find out what they think about this. Personally I find it hard to believe that any ice skater would have anything at all in common with a club-wielding caveman.

~ pinky

[ note from Bunny: Tanya Harding? In your face Pinky. ]