Once again, I’m up way too early on a Saturday. I’ve been trying to go back to sleep, but I’m at that stage where I’m too awake to drift back to Dreamland, but also not awake enough to truly be a contributing member of society.
And so it’s time to hook up my brain to that powerful battery of Deep Thought and give it a much needed jump start. I must warn you, though, I’m in a weird mood this morning…
I’ve had monkeys and apes on my mind since writing last night’s post about the closing of Maine’s Monkey Bars due to drunken monkey violence. Since I can’t shake these simians, I thought I’d put them to good use. They are the banana, so to speak, dangling on the stick in front of me trying to lure my brain into a more functional mode.
So I’ve been thinking about King Kong (seems like a natural progression of thought when you consider my current mental state). I never understand why he tried to climb The Empire State Building to escape. Where did he think he was going to go? What was his next move? Are giant apes generally avid climbers?
He’s in New York City, so why not flee to Central Park and hide out there? Wouldn’t that giant patch of green amongst all the steel skyscrapers have been more appealing? Aren’t giant apes more comfortable in a lush, forest-like environment? Wouldn’t his instincts have told him to seek shelter where he might find others of his kind?
And if he really had his back to the wall, why not just cross the river and go to New Jersey? Who would’ve bothered to chase him into that hell hole? He could’ve made a deal with the Jersey Devil for protection.
Kong, what were you thinking? Clearly, you were not a Modern Philosopher! Imagine the size of the toga he would’ve worn…
I can already hear the wheels turning in my head. Hope this has helped get your brain humming as well.