(Oops -- I clicked on this thinking Mercedesshop was allowing whale porn. My bad.)

Why is it we like whales and porpoises so much, and why do they seem to like us? There are no verified accounts, as far as I know, of killer whales, the wolves of the sea, ever hunting and killing a human; and there are all those stories, possibly apocryphal, of dolphins helping injured swimmers.

In any case, they seem to like to play with us. How come, I wonder? Some racial memory of when their ancestors were land creatures? Envy? ("Gee, these lucky humans. They get to walk down their streets and watch movies like Terminator. Wish I could do that.")

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