![]() ![]() ![]() It is, perhaps, easy to imagine the enterprise of whaling in an era of drawing rooms, sniffing-salts and hand-lit street lamps, but to conceive of the industry undergirding the birth of the automotive city requires surprising effort (let alone to reflect on whaling being coterminous with the space age). And no, you don’t have to be a whale-lover to appreciate this book, because it speaks to something larger – a reminder that there is so much about the natural world that we don’t know the cost of human dominion over animals climate change and the role of whales in philosophy, literature, industry, and technology. Just when you think there’s nothing more that can be said about whales, Giggs offers a fresh perspective, a twist. Giggs goes on to reflect how whales are a measure of the condition of our seas are a significant part of cultural heritage, of folklore, history, and of economies. ![]() We struggle to understand the sprawl of our impact, but there it is, within one cavernous stomach: pollution, climate, animal welfare, wildness, commerce, the future, and the past. Rebecca Giggs writes of a whale found with an entire greenhouse and its paraphernalia in its stomach – The subtitle of Fathoms – ‘The world in the whale’ is both literal and metaphoric. ![]() This review could be as big as a blue whale or as small as a krill, because I have so much to say about Fathoms, and it’s almost too much – like any book I loved, it’s impossible to know where to start and my inclination is to simply say ‘just read it’. ![]()
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