Six years ago I scribed a breezy little item about the tardigrade, one of our planet’s commonest, yet most exotic, microfauna.
I haven’t thought much about them since, I’ll confess, but I just ran across a charming short video about the tim’rous wee beasties, featuring an affable philotard by the name of Mike Shaw.
Here.
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Wassa “philotard”? Tried to look it up on Dictionary.com… no dice. Is it English? Tried Googling, and got lots of references to French-language sites on which appear the two words “philo” and “tard.” “Philotard” sounds French, for sure, but I’ve never heard the term before in all my francophone travels. Does it mean “a lover of lateness/slowness”?
Why, it’s a lover of tardigrades, of course! The word didn’t exist, so I permitted myself a coinage.
Still thou are blest, compared wi’ me!
The present only toucheth thee:
But och! I backward cast my e’e,
On prospects drear!
An’ forward, tho’ I canna see,
I guess an’ fear!
Ah, the music of my people.
It goes well with glass of Macallan 18 year old.