|Posted on June 19, 2009 at 12:50 AM|
birds : Today after work the Fan-tailed Warbler was singing along to the Ting Tings. Its bouncy beat went a lot better with their jaunty alternative-pop-punk sound than it did with the depressing Mr. Cave. ". . . they call me Zit-ting, they call me Cistico-la, that's not my name, that's NOT my name . . . . " The name Zitting Cisticola is totally cack and I refuse to demean the fine Fan-tailed Warbler by referring to it in such a way. I hate most of the new English names that have been plucked out of the air just to neaten up world lists - it's as if people don't understand what the scientific name of species is for. To zit is hardly a proper verb and Cisticola is just repeating the generic name. Why don't we go the whole hog and have Pinging Panurus, Jipping Loxia and Booming Botaurus . . . . . hang on a minute . . . they sound awesome!!
Categories: 2009 Summer