I am an unpopular electric eel in a pool of catfish.

Just because you call an electric eel a rubber duck doesn't make it a rubber duck, does it? And God help the poor bastard who decides they want to take a bath with the duckie.

Just because you call an electric eel a rubber duck doesn't make it a rubber duck, does it? And God help the poor bastard who decides they want to take a bath with the duckie. (Jace Wayland)

You have taken in many blind eels.

This island isn't big enough for both of us...so who will swim in eel-infested oceans?

You are disoriented. Blackness swims toward you like a school of eels who have just seen something that eels like a lot.

They were two superior eels
at the bottom of the tank and they recognized each other like italics.

families were fighting for an eel's head, which,

In shallow shoals, English soles do it Goldfish in the privacy of bowls do it.

I am not eccentric. It's just that I am more alive than most people. I am an unpopular electric eel set in a pond of catfish.

They may the better fish in the water when it is troubled.

You [demagogues] are like the fishers for eels; in still waters they catch nothing, but if they thoroughly stir up the slime, their fishing is good; in the same way it's only in troublous times that you line your pockets.

When you stir up the bottom you naturally bring up some big fish.

I’ve had the privilege of living underwater on 10 different occasions. It has enabled me to get to know individual moray eels, individual groupers, even individual lobsters. They all have faces, they have attitudes. They have sensory systems much like our own. And yet we somehow harden ourselves to think they don’t feel pain. We pride ourselves on being “humane” but it doesn’t translate to the way we treat animals in the sea.