Yes, it’s just a simplified bower, made by a bowerbird. Not very impressive to look at … until you realize that we have no idea which bird behavior is new and which have continued since the age of the dinosaurs.
Did dinosaurs make bowers? We don’t know, but would you want to live in a world where they didn’t?
This rhino is well aware of the evidence. He knows about the studies. He knows about the damage it would cause to both the ecosystem. He knows it’s unnecessary. He knows that it’ll reduce work opportunities. He knows it’ll cost so much his children may starve to death.
But you see, if they don’t build the wall, he’ll have to admit that he was wrong, and that’s just unacceptable.
This leiothrix esteems today’s English to be codswallop, unintelligible to our longfathers.
Holonyms and their associated meronyms, to the nethermost level, a panoply of prodigious constellation, are the crinkum-crankum of the Queen’s tongue, not fandangles for nithings and dandiprats besotted by linguistic errantry.
Today, disconfustication, for elucidation, has hithered our language toward palaverous flummery.
To rectify this situation, hereupon we ought cease mollycoddling those lollygagging lurdans, abjure modernity, and espouse lexical involution.
Rhinoceros realizing that if life begins at conception, pauses at birth and doesn’t begin again until 40, presuming one has gained enough personal wealth and power to drive personal and political change for those who spout trite adages about aging, that a great many things in the human world start to make sense.