Noli Me Tangere


Sagittarius serpentarius – it’s got style, glamour, and a kick with a strike force 5 times its own body weight. The etymology of its common name, the secretary bird, is fuzzy; some sources say it refers to the long, quill-like plumes on the bird’s head, others that it stems from the Arabic saqr-et-tair, for hunter. With the longest legs of any bird of prey, these birds hunt terrestrially and are known for stomping their prey to death before eating it whole. It’s an admirably efficient process. They are particularly famed for killing snakes this way, referenced in the scientific name Sagittarius serpentarius, which means “archer of snakes.” I saw secretary birds throughout my trips to Tanzania, their stork-like height coupled with the heavy body of a raptor making them stand out on the savanna. Any large bird carries a gleam in their eye that says “We haven’t forgotten being dinosaurs,” but I think that, next to ostriches and emus, secretary birds may remember it the best.

The phrase “noli me tangere” is Latin, loosely translated as “don’t touch me” or “stop touching me/cease clinging to me.” It was a popular trope in medieval Christian art, depicting a scene in the Bible after the resurrection when Jesus said the phrase to Mary Magdalene. Derivations through the years include the Gadsden flag’s “Don’t tread on me,” with its aggrieved Revolutionary rattlesnake that has been appropriated in the modern era by the Tea Party and others who think that lifting a boot from someone else’s neck is the equivalent of having their own toes stepped on. While I do think that snakes – rattlesnakes in particular in the U.S. – get a bad rap, I wanted to flip the script from the static “don’t tread on me” – a fear of uncertain future attacks – to the older translation: stop touching me. The snake in the grass is doing me harm, here and now, and it’s going to stop. Time’s up.

 

Some sources:

http://animals.sandiegozoo.org/animals/secretary-bird

http://library.sandiegozoo.org/factsheets/secretary_bird/secretarybird.htm

Field Notes: Ethiopia

Before I fall too far down the rabbit hole that will be my attempts to make up for missing two weeks of the semester for field work, here are some thoughts on my trip to Ethiopia. Yes, it was awesome; no, I do not have ebola; yes, the food was great.

After an unexpected 16 hour layover in Washington DC, my labmate and I arrived in Addis Ababa on the evening of the 16th, ready for the nearest bed. The first morning I was in Addis, we overslept and had to roll out the door to make our meeting with our colleagues from the University of Addis Ababa, and were then thrown into a busy day of packing and shopping. The second day, though, I had the chance to take in a foggy morning panorama of the city from the hotel balcony; joggers passed below to the sound of the morning call to prayer from a nearby mosque. We left that second day for the countryside, skipping breakfast so that we could avoid the morning rush hour – a debatably successful tactic, seeing how the highway at that hour wasn’t full of cars but of boys playing soccer in the lanes. We stopped outside the city for breakfast and coffee at a restaurant with a decommissioned EthiopianAir plane parked next to it; the seating inside consisted of the airplane seats. A cute idea, but less welcome after two days of flying.

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Early morning in Addis Ababa

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