The Great Normal Shark

This shark is known for being fierce, an eating machine (don’t you dare get between him and a hamburger or a baby seal or a surfer or a hot chick swimming in the nude).

From the original Jaws movie poster


Shark week may have passed, but I’ll pretend that it hasn’t.

Scientists say that sharks are color blind. They have NO cone cells to work with, only light-sensitive rod cells, which gives them excellent low-light vision. I don’t know if humans would be able to conceptualize how a shark sees the world at all, especially once you throw their electrical sense in there.

What humans see:

Through a shark’s eyes:

They’d get a distortion around the fish or other shark because of the electrical field. You can pick up immediately what it is in shape and reflected light from its skin. It stands out compared to the darker background. Of course a shark’s brain is processing the image and we really have no idea how they actually “think”.


    • Shark week is one of the biggest weeks of the year, even bigger than Black History Month, which is HUGE.

      Major sports teams don’t take a knee (or maybe a belly) in honor of sharks, and I think that’s a mistake.

      There is Groundhog Day, which is big, but it’s only one day. Like Thanksgiving and Columbus Day, it sort of comes and goes without movies like Sharknado and Jaws.

  1. I think that a day is enough to get a point across in honoring something. You know, Christmas, 4th of July, St. Patrick’s Day, Holloween, a single day.

    Once you start dedicating a week or two to a single cause, you tend to dilute interest. Kwaanza, for example, is just way too many days to keep track of. Interest is lost. That, and it’s a phony holiday to start with, but I digress…

    Same with Black History Month. A month? C’mon, gimme a break. And Ramadan, Lent, just too much time, what with our American focus these days measured in minutes, not weeks or months.

    Festivus. Now THAT’S a holiday I can sink my teeth into, especially starting with the sacred “Airing of Grievances.”

  2. Eating a big spaghetti meal, not you, Fredd, but spaghetti is the meal of Festivus…

    Shark week is just BIGGER than New Year’s Day (where nothing happens besides young people getting drunk and exchanging STD’s).

      • I don’t think that it was specified on Seinfeld. One of us would have to review the episode. My sense is that you could do it any way you like, so long as there are feats of strength and airing of grievances that follow. And there is the Festivus Pole. You can’t celebrate the holiday without dragging the 10′ aluminum pipe out of the attic.

  3. Ahem. New Years EVE is for getting drunk and etc.; New Years DAY is for waking up hung over, next to OH MY GOD WHAT THE HELL IS THAT? and chewing your own arm off rather than wake up whatever that is.

    Do not ask me how I know this. But, you’ve been around the block a time or two, so…….

    • Reminds me of my youth, in the now so long ago. There were many occasions where I was surprised I did not wake up dead.

    • I have no idea what you’re speaking about. I am pure as yellow snow.

      I did wake up in the City of Santee on a lady’s lawn wearing a USMC sergeant’s shirt one NY Day. I was in the Navy (and a gentleman by act of Congress) at the time.

  4. I have no desire for shark week and I’m always glad when it’s over.

    I didn’t know of baby shark either. Had to look it up. Guess I am too old, too because it looks worse than Barney.

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