Inspired by scientific research, discovery, rediscovery and undiscovery, and maybe a touch of cynicism.

It’s OK to make fun of your own profession. I think.

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This Just In

This just in:

Science with ultra-fast cameras verify that bumble bees can actually fly after all.

I grew up ignorant of this undiscovered fact.

The bumbling bee and I believed.

Until recently.

Their flight was possible.

Only because they don’t know they can’t.

My hope was full.

Possibilities.

These bees buzz airborne because they are too stupid to stay grounded and flailing at every attempted flap.

Flap those tiny wings don’t flap.

They flex

pivot

twist

rotate

scoop

propel faster than we blink.

A combination of helicopter rotor blades and winged fish fins.

Generating greater lift than ignorant bee’s ancestors thought.

How relieved must Mr. Bumble be at this revelation.

Fly free, you fat striped thing, at your new enlightened weight.

Don’t count the previous years wasted.

Don’t think about it.

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This just in:

Humans access 100% of available brain power, not just 10%.

It just doesn’t get used all at once.

In this way, we avoid death from short-circuit head explosions.

What excuses are left for our feet ground like concrete beneath our lofty goals?

Our necks are sore from the stretching.

 

Suddenly, I am as burdened as the bumble bee is not.

I held such hope in my 90% untapped potential.

Now I am tapped without.

We need a new motivational strategy.

We’re already told to give 110%.

Sometimes 150% when the game is on the line.

If bumble bees fly because they now know they can, can we do less, we who no longer know we can’t?

I mean, think of it.

Little stubby wings that work like air-fins whirling at zillion-gazillion speed.

At least we are better than fish.

Probably use only 97% of their tiny scaled brains.

What if we encounter a species of air-gliding fish that knows how to use fins like wings?

Or a squirrel that soars between trees like an extreme-sport BASE jumper in a wingsuit?

Can you imagine!

God help us then.

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