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Monday, January 9, 2012

A Tiny Dying Such as This – Is There an Ongoing Mini Mass Extinction of Soil Invertebrates in the Midwest?

My latest 3quarksdaily column

A short note in which I conjecture on a potentially vast local extinction event of Midwestern soil organisms especially of those inhabiting the leaf litter of woodlands.

In our evolutionary progression humans scrambled from the leafy treetops about half way down the length of the trunk.  We now live perched between treetop and root ball on that convenient platform we call the soil.  If physicists can give themselves vertiginous shivers by imagining those Microarth_mosaicempty atomic spaces that constitute the seeming sturdiness of ordinary things then it is surprising that soil ecologists ever leave their homes knowing as they do how vastly crenulated, fissured, fractured and porous is the soil.

Ours is the exceptional ecological enterprise since more organisms live in the soil in those porous and interstitial lodgings than on the soil.  We are not directly equipped for flight, we rarely burrow, we are condemned to walk upon the dirt until at last we may complete our descent into the ground, toppling into that large furrow excavated for our remains.  A soil pore will have us after all.   

If we had been just a little smaller and had migrated just a little further down the length of that primordial tree we’d be living in one of the most biologically diverse and ecologically active compartments of the biosphere.  The upper ten centimeters or so of soil teems with living things.  The organisms living in Earth’s thin and hyperactive rind are phylogenetically diverse, trophically heterogeneous, functionally assorted, highly variable in size, dissimilar in longevity, variegated in morphology, behaviorally divergent, adapted to different soil horizons, disparately pigmented, but are united in their reliance on death.  Specifically, soil organisms are all similar in that they feed on detritus (i.e., dead organic matter).  As I discussed in a recent column, collectively the action of these organisms within detrital-based food webs results in the breakdown of dead organic matter and the mineralization of organic compounds that makes key nutrient available to the living. 

Examine your foot a moment.  If it is like mine when shod it measures roughly 30 cm in length (yes, a foot) by about 9 cm wide (your foot, of course, may not be quite so rectangular!).  A pair of feet such as these out for a stroll treads minimally upon the bodies as 270,000 protozoa, 135 mites, 3 springtails, and a one or more large earthworms with each footfall.  In places of high animal density the injury toll would be higher by several orders of magnitude.  If you were sallying along a woodland path in the temperate zone these crushed critters will be representative of about 30 distinct and species of which up to half may be previously undescribed by taxonomists.  Scaled up there can be as many as 200 species of soil insects and 1000 species of soil animals in total in every 1 m2 of soil.

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Friday, November 11, 2011

A Brutal Dance - Topic of my 3Quarks Column Monday


If I can get it finished to my satisfaction I will post a piece on Monday from my memoir written using the framework of momentous or embarrassing dancing incidents, of which I have had very many.  A snippet here: I will link it up to 3qd on Monday morning


From my autobiography in progress “My Life in Dance – a Motional History of my Body”

I wish to set out here my own experiences with dance as honestly as good taste will permit.  I have a body, one that is a little succulent and that moistly disinclines when bidden to perform arts of great strenuousness.  It is not a body apt to move all that prettily.  For all of that, I have tried to bend it to my will, commanding it often enough to skitter across the floor in a rhythmic and frolicsome fashion and I have witnessed its failure with displeasure.  Though I can leap and skip and jump and hop, the sum of these gyrations don’t seem to add up to dance.  However, in perverse inverse to my skill, dancing has been a component of several of my more arresting developmental moments.  I relate one here.

Saturday, April 30, 2011

Some Recent Columns of Mine from 3quarksdaily

When the Fruit Ripens, Seed Scatters: Notes towards a History of Motility (May 2012)


Dwelling/Exile (April 2012)


In and of the City: the Cost of Urban Ecology’s Foundational Distinction (April 2012)


Trees Behaving Badly (March 2012)


The Human Peacock's Ghastly Tail (Feb 2012)
A Tiny Dying Such as This – Is There an Ongoing Mini Mass Extinction of Soil Invertebrates in the Midwest? (Jan 2012)


In The Kingdom of Decay: How a Motley Team of Subterranean Dwellers Ransacks the Dead and Liberates Nutrients for the Living (Dec 2011)


A Brutal Dance: The Walls of Limerick (Nov 2011)


“Mental-Rental”™ – a Device to Destabilize Capitalism (Oct 2011)


As Plain as the Nose on Your Face (A Ghost Story) (Sept 2011)


The Existential Equation – The Irish Pre-famine Population and the Dilemmas of a 7 billion person world (Aug 2011)


Brain, Liquefaction of (JULY 2011)


Life on a pillar: environmental thought and the odor of sanctity (JUNE 2011)


The Heart and the Beard: a surgical story told mainly in aphorisms (of 140 characters or less) (MAY 2011) 


An Ascetic Encounter: Oisín the bard and Saint Patrick at the source of the Dodder (MAY 2011) 


The Great Urination Event and other tales of the Nitrogen Cycle (with a note on why Earth Needs More Mulch) (APRIL 2011)


This is not a poem – learning by heart in a rote world (MARCH 2011)


Kant’s body and other natural disasters. (FEB 2011)


And The World Hummed Back -or- Ecologists and Their Bodies. (JAN 2011)