"Animals commune around water. I drove past a lake once. Closeness to water grants privilege of tongue and opinion. On this lake were swans- magnificent moonlit creatures which were basking in the purest of night- the water beneath them full of hungry turtles, the water itself full of fertilizer. The woman driving saw the swans with me, and we talked about them. "They are making love," she said. "They are killing one another," I told her. We drove into the guard rail, penetrated the blackness beyond, and flipped into a wet pile of birds. And a lake." - Roderick McClain
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"Animals commune around water. I drove past a lake once. Closeness to water grants privilege of tongue and opinion. On this lake were swans- magnificent moonlit creatures which were basking in the purest of night- the water beneath them full of hungry turtles, the water itself full of fertilizer. The woman driving saw the swans with me, and we talked about them. "They are making love," she said. "They are killing one another," I told her. We drove into the guard rail, penetrated the blackness beyond, and flipped into a wet pile of birds. And a lake." - Roderick McClain
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h70BW5flKJ4
His mating ritual:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yMJCOjPV9oM
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