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Octlantis


I was reading an essay on octopuses when friend John walked in. When he is bored of his usual activities – babysitting and gardening – he would come over. Politics was the favourite concern of our conversations. We discussed politics so earnestly that any observer might think that we were running the world through the politicians quite like the gods running it through their devotees.

“Octopuses are quite queer creatures,” I said. The essay I was reading had got all my attention. Moreover, I was getting bored of politics which is irredeemable anyway.

“They have too many brains and a lot of hearts.”

“That’s queer indeed,” John agreed.

“Each arm has a mind of its own. Two-thirds of an octopus’s neurons are found in their arms. The arms can taste, touch, feel and act on their own without any input from the brain.”

“They are quite like our politicians,” John observed. Everything is linked to politics in John’s mind. I was impressed with his analogy, however.

“Perhaps, you’re right, John,” I said. “Our politicians seem to have more brain in their posteriors.” But I didn’t want the conversation to be swallowed by politicians anymore. They are swallowing the country. We should save our conversations from them.

“You said they have a lot of heart too?” John asked.

“Yeah, every octopus has three hearts; two for pumping blood to their gills and one for keeping the circulation flowing to the organs. And the most curious thing, perhaps, is the colour of their blood.”

“Saffron?” John snickered. One of his problems with contemporary politics was its dominant and domineering colour.

“Blue!” I said.

“What! Octopuses are blue-blooded creatures! Then they must be quite nasty too.”

“They are!”

“Don’t tell me! I was just joking.”

“But they are, John. They are indeed nasty. They are quite selfish, greedy and very much antisocial.”

“Are you sure you aren’t talking about human beings?”

I tell John about a particular type of octopuses found in the seas of Australia and New Zealand. They are known as gloomy octopuses. They are very solitary, living lives confined to their own protected hide-outs like caves. They are so antisocial that they can hurl missiles at others who approach them.

“Missile?” John is baffled.

“They convert discarded shells, silt, and other things lying around into missiles by shooting them with the help of their siphon, the organ for propelling themselves. There are two areas off Australia and New Zealand where such octopuses live together and yet separate: Octopolis and Octlantis.”

“Octlantis,” John was struck by that name. “Sounds like Antilia.”

I ignored the insinuation. “The only purpose of the existence of an octopus seems to be reproduction. The male dies a few weeks or months after mating. The female lays as many as 400,000 eggs and protects those with her whole life. She too dies shortly after the hatching of the eggs.”

John sat thinking for a while. Then he said, “The octopuses’ life is as absurd as ours!”

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  1. Octopuses are a type of molluscs, they come under the category of molluscum and these species have haemocoele ( their blood) which is blue. Much like arthropods like lobsters prawns and crabs. Also, i too refuse to waste my time on our politicians!
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  2. Hari OM
    😊 a fun post; loved the breaking away (mostly) from the politics! I am fascinated by octopuses having seen several documentaries on them. They are credited with some degree of intelligence - though I have never truly understood by what measure! YAM xx

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    1. Octopuses terrify me even in movies. I haven't seen any real one. They fascinate me at the same time.

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  3. Very nicely presented. Made a good read.

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  4. A very interesting post. Glad to have learnt so much about the Octopus.So blue blood is not only restricted to our royals.😊

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  5. Hello from Idaho, stop in from Liz. I find Octopus amazing. I think of them as multipotentialite.
    If you have time stop in for a cup coffee.

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    1. Glad you dropped in. I'll stop for the coffee too. 👍

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  6. Enjoyed the post and learnt a lot:) Thank you.
    I'd recommend the documentary 'My Octopus Teacher' if you haven't watched it already.
    It's beautifully filmed.

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  7. A very apt comparison between our politicians and Octopuses. I did not know Octopuses are such complicated creatures. Blue blood! And three brains! I would request the Octopuses to lend a few to our politicians...

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    1. Hahaha. Thank heavens that our politicians have no time or inclination to learn about these creatures. Otherwise they would put taxes and cess on the brains and hearts.

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  8. Octopuses...some how they keep appearing in my life. I once ate one and well it was nothing to write home about but then i found out they feel so much pain and i was disgusted with myself for it. Then i watched the documentary "My Octopus Teacher" and it was enlightening. And just googled the gloomy octopus..they're kind of cute!

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    1. You're the second person to mention Octopus Teacher, I must watch it.

      Yes, the gloomy octopuses are charming in their own ways.

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  9. Did know of their brains and heart and blue blood all thanks to my daughter who reads trivia if i may say . And reading the comments My Octopus teacher is what i will be watching too

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    1. Yes, children know more about the fascinating world down there in the oceans. Have a nice time with the documentary.

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  10. I was reading and chuckling Sir, you try to direct the post away from politics and yet, somehow it still there no?

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    1. It is there, Harshita. I can't get away from it. Unfortunately, it is going to return with a bang tomorrow. :(

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  11. This was an interesting and enjoyable read!

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  12. It is loaded with information and at some places I couldn't stop laughing especially when you countered John !

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    1. Politics has become a joke in our country now 😊

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  13. Octopuses are so fascinating. You could spend hours on them, I'm sure.

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  14. Absurd, yet existential. I, too, refuse to be swallowed by politics and politicians.

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  15. Oh I didn't know that octopuses have multiple hearts and brains. This is a new info. As you said how absurd each creature's life is

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  16. That was an interesting take on octopuses and politicians! Informative and satirical! :)

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