Wednesday, 28 July 2010 09:33

As it grows, the lack of communication among men, narrow ties between them and the animals. We live in an era of pets. A dog or a cat are more endearing than a child, a spouse is less conflicted, more faithful to the grave. For a child to grow with interest, you get an aquarium. The widow caressing her purring plush animal. Who will be away the ragged urban nomad his lean dog? All the tears of regret four-legged companion, unable to leave the coffin of his master. In 1929, the Belgian poet Henri Michaux peered this new intimacy between species and ventured the following prediction: "In a hundred years, I hope the world will be expanded.

Finally, we will communicate with animals, they speak? Ah, women! Friends! Finally, we love something else. How close would that phrase ... Love one another, if only they were men. How good is, how much I would have liked to see him, talk to a dog something that thinks ".


Less than twenty years separate this notice of compliance. And the contemporary rush to their pets man realizes this closeness.


Deciphering the language of dolphins, octopus discuss the wisdom to discern the lips so far no fish content will be treated flows.


Such evolution of species and only now come to understand those who keep the common water source.


Before amphibious floating in the same fluid protohombre understood by all the living. We were animals and animals, the urgent drive by respiratory goad us even.


Since we erect, we cocky. We look over his shoulder to the other creatures and they suppress their souls.


Forget their language, so rich and tangled as those of our races at odds. To the extent that we must now interpret the beating of a queue, the singing from a branch, the grunt timid, from our stingy alphabetic ability.

We do not understand anything, obviously. Just the surface, only that we assimilate to our way of feeling and communicating. We raise a human world, an orphan of animality, taciturn private ancestors.

Today is the day to amend this illiteracy, learning the dialects lost the subtle graphics of the monkeys and parrots, sometimes more like us than our neighbors.