Penguins are unusual. They wear tuxedos of feathers and squawk and shriek. Some of them are adorned with spiky orange caps. They participate in an avian version of the Winter Olympics daily. The stereotypical versions live in a beautiful but horribly cold continent, but these rebels against zoological labels may dwell on Australian beaches, sunning themselves in crowds of rocks.
What math is all about (definitely not just for geeks)
It is the nature of the human mind to thirst for knowledge, to understand how events in this universe occur. I do not know why humans behave so irrationally. After all, Mother Nature is a fickle lover, unwilling to throw herself at the casual curious spirit. She must be courted lovingly, given body and soul for years before doing the same. And even then she does so sparingly. Too much work for too little a prize, if you ask me. Yet mankind pursues her to the ends of the earth, hanging on her every word in hopes that one day her lips might slip, revealing all to those worshiping her.
