Like probably most of you, I'm a big great white guy. That is, the shark species; the 1980s hair band of the same name, not so much. (Somebody stop me before I sub-reference again.) But at heart, I lean toward being partial to my own kind, which is mammals. So this is a big win for air-breathing vertebrates who give live birth and nurse their young. These great whites act tall big and bad around seals and baby sea lions. Which is easy, since they're essentially little floating Quarter Pounders, without the scales, spikes or tentacles to defend themselves. Which is why Shark Week has given us three decades worth of entertainment out of great whites bellying up to the all-you-can-eat seal buffet.
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