Mike Rocket J Squirrel said:Quoted message said:Mike Rocket J Squirrel said:[email hidden] wrote:
> On Sun, 20 Aug 2006 19:43:26 -0700, Mike Rocket J Squirrel
> <[email hidden]> wrote:
>
>> [email hidden] wrote:
>>> On 20 Aug 2006 18:45:03 -0700, "Ron Ruff" <[email hidden]>
>>> wrote:
>>>
>>>> Phil Lee, Squid wrote:
>>>>> There was a bad batch of spokes supplied by a Chinese wire manufacturer
>>>>> about 5 months ago, I believe. Many bikes were affected, and there were
>>>>> some casualties.
>>>> It started with bikes sold at least 2 years ago. I had a bunch of
>>>> spokes snap in the middle when the bike (MTB) was parked for several
>>>> weeks.
>>> Dear Ron,
>>>
>>> Here's a post with links to one batch of bad spokes:
>>>
>>> http://groups.google.com/group/rec.bicycles.tech/msg/a4f64c2d02149740
>>>
>>> There are undoubtedly others.
>> Okay, entirely possible. I bought the bike for her birthday, which is in
>> June, and I can't recall if it was 2004 or 2005. The article says the
>> spokes break in the middle, like yours, but even though hers broke at
>> the nipple -- no comments, she's my wife -- a faulty spoke could break
>> anywhere along its length, I bet.
>>
>> I think I better just replace 'em all. Don't want her to have an
>> accident because I didn't take care of her bike.
>>
>> -- mike elliott
> Dear Mike,
>
> Just to clarify, it was Phil who had spokes break in the middle.
Oops, sorry. Didn't mean to put Phil's words into your mount. Say --
didn't Phil used to be a Squid in training? When did he achieve full
squidliness?
-- mike elliott
Dear Mike,
Sometime around the 4th of July:
I didn't know he passed his finals.
Nobody tells me anything.
-- mike elliott
Dear Mike,
A modest celebration was held, with Pete Benchley, Julie Verne, and
good old Herman reading from their natural histories. Herman's
observations follow.
Cheers,
Carl Fogel
CHAPTER 59
Squid.
Slowly wading through the meadows of brit, the Pequod still held on
her way north-eastward towards the island of Java; a gentle air
impelling her keel, so that in the surrounding serenity her three
tall tapering masts mildly waved to that languid breeze, as three
mild palms on a plain. And still, at wide intervals in the silvery
night, the lonely, alluring jet would be seen.
But one transparent blue morning, when a stillness almost
preternatural spread over the sea, however unattended with any
stagnant calm; when the long burnished sun-glade on the waters seemed
a golden finger laid across them, enjoining some secrecy; when the
slippered waves whispered together as they softly ran on; in this
profound hush of the visible sphere a strange spectre was seen by
Daggoo from the main-mast-head.
In the distance, a great white mass lazily rose, and rising higher
and higher, and disentangling itself from the azure, at last gleamed
before our prow like a snow-slide, new slid from the hills. Thus
glistening for a moment, as slowly it subsided, and sank. Then once
more arose, and silently gleamed. It seemed not a whale; and yet is
this Moby [censored]? thought Daggoo. Again the phantom went down, but on
re-appearing once more, with a stiletto-like cry that startled every
man from his nod, the negro yelled out--"There! there again! there
she breaches! right ahead! The White Whale, the White Whale!"
Upon this, the seamen rushed to the yard-arms, as in swarming-time
the bees rush to the boughs. Bare-headed in the sultry sun, Ahab
stood on the bowsprit, and with one hand pushed far behind in
readiness to wave his orders to the helmsman, cast his eager glance
in the direction indicated aloft by the outstretched motionless arm
of Daggoo.
Whether the flitting attendance of the one still and solitary jet had
gradually worked upon Ahab, so that he was now prepared to connect
the ideas of mildness and repose with the first sight of the
particular whale he pursued; however this was, or whether his
eagerness betrayed him; whichever way it might have been, no sooner
did he distinctly perceive the white mass, than with a quick
intensity he instantly gave orders for lowering.
The four boats were soon on the water; Ahab's in advance, and all
swiftly pulling towards their prey. Soon it went down, and while,
with oars suspended, we were awaiting its reappearance, lo! in the
same spot where it sank, once more it slowly rose. Almost forgetting
for the moment all thoughts of Moby [censored], we now gazed at the most
wondrous phenomenon which the secret seas have hitherto revealed to
mankind. A vast pulpy mass, furlongs in length and breadth, of a
glancing cream-colour, lay floating on the water, innumerable long
arms radiating from its centre, and curling and twisting like a nest
of anacondas, as if blindly to clutch at any hapless object within
reach. No perceptible face or front did it have; no conceivable
token of either sensation or instinct; but undulated there on the
billows, an unearthly, formless, chance-like apparition of life.
As with a low sucking sound it slowly disappeared again, Starbuck
still gazing at the agitated waters where it had sunk, with a wild
voice exclaimed--"Almost rather had I seen Moby [censored] and fought him,
than to have seen thee, thou white ghost!"
"What was it, Sir?" said Flask.
"The great live squid, which, they say, few whale-ships ever beheld,
and returned to their ports to tell of it."
But Ahab said nothing; turning his boat, he sailed back to the
vessel; the rest as silently following.
Whatever superstitions the sperm whalemen in general have connected
with the sight of this object, certain it is, that a glimpse of it
being so very unusual, that circumstance has gone far to invest it
with portentousness. So rarely is it beheld, that though one and all
of them declare it to be the largest animated thing in the ocean, yet
very few of them have any but the most vague ideas concerning its
true nature and form; notwithstanding, they believe it to furnish to
the sperm whale his only food. For though other species of whales
find their food above water, and may be seen by man in the act of
feeding, the spermaceti whale obtains his whole food in unknown zones
below the surface; and only by inference is it that any one can tell
of what, precisely, that food consists. At times, when closely
pursued, he will disgorge what are supposed to be the detached arms
of the squid; some of them thus exhibited exceeding twenty and thirty
feet in length. They fancy that the monster to which these arms
belonged ordinarily clings by them to the bed of the ocean; and that
the sperm whale, unlike other species, is supplied with teeth in
order to attack and tear it.
There seems some ground to imagine that the great Kraken of Bishop
Pontoppodan may ultimately resolve itself into Squid. The manner in
which the Bishop describes it, as alternately rising and sinking,
with some other particulars he narrates, in all this the two
correspond. But much abatement is necessary with respect to the
incredible bulk he assigns it.
By some naturalists who have vaguely heard rumors of the mysterious
creature, here spoken of, it is included among the class of
cuttle-fish, to which, indeed, in certain external respects it would
seem to belong, but only as the Anak of the tribe.
