another contribution to the Unstruck blog

We are all the same, and each instant of empathy teaches us or tries to teach us: we may as well be each other.

In a previous life. I was me. And you. And all of us.

And forever.

Somewhere after diggers and before guns, there comes a definite dinosaur phase in a child’s development. A phase where a great amount of dino knowledge is absorbed, including some of their extremely long names. Tyrannosaurus is a bit of a dinosaur celebrity, even though Giganotosaurus was bigger.

This obsession must be partially due to the parental expectations and conditioning, although there is a certain innate fascination with giant lizards. Understandable that many people make it their life’s work studying these prehistoric giants. My personal favourite at the moment is the Parasaurolophus , partly because it had such an unusual skull shape, and it looks like it would be a more polite dinner guest than Triceratops.