As Goes Ohio
by Mike Bendzela Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair! Nothing beside remains. —From “Ozymandias,” Percy Bysshe Shelley Prologue An investigation into the livelihoods of two great-great grandfathers, both oilfield workers in Ohio, has of necessity become a study in the nature of forgetting. I have sought one thing–my ancestral grandfathers’ involvement in the…
The 500-Dollar Apple
by Mike Bendzela Hannah was a wide-horned, burgundy-red American Milking Devon heifer, with bug eyes and such a timid disposition you got the impression of a creature permanently bewildered. You could not approach her; she would just pace off to a corner of the barnyard pasture and stare at you from a distance. And she…
Anecdote, Belief, And Wonder
About Ourselves: We Are Not Even Wrong
As Darwinian As Apple Pie
by Mike Bendzela Over thirty years ago, my then-partner-now-spouse, Don, began planting heritage apple trees on the small farm where we are tenants, in an attempt to partially restore the historical orchard of Herbert W. Dow, traditional Maine farmer and cider-imbiber. Herbert’s original, handwritten map of the apple trees he grew out back was still…
Abort All Thought That Life Begins
by Mike Bendzela One tedious outcome of the ascendance of the anti-abortion movement in the United States is having to listen to the tiresome arguments about “the beginning of [human] life.” It’s like being stuck in a dentist’s office waiting for an appointment while nauseating top-forty hits from the 1970s play on a hidden radio. Not…
Cautionary Fables for Darwin’s Birthday
by Mike Bendzela Tribes In the great class of mammalian vertebrates, antagonism arose between the egg-laying monotremes and the marsupials. Neither side could see the other on its own terms, each insisting it was the True Mammal. An opossum (Didelphis) complained, “The platypus is a shameful pretender! It won’t admit that it is a failed…
Three Fables to Commemorate Charles Darwin
Five fables for these times
by Mike Bendzela Ants versus Termites Some ants (Formicidae) living under a certain wood stump were incapable of realizing that they didn't know anything. Their antennae were exquisitely tuned to find the airs of their own colony agreeable. The edicts that wafted down from their Queen filled them with an illusion of knowledge and reason.…
