The Mole. I mean, why not, really?
A mole can be a lot of different things. From being an old Chemistry Major, the kind of Mole I think about, when I first hear the word, is the mathematical mole.
It is pretty simple really. It is just a unit of measurement. Like an inch, sort of. Sometimes the brainiacs need to invent units when the existing units are not good enough to measure what is going on in those test tubes. So when chemical reactions take place at levels where using grams wouldn’t make sense…. and using absolute numbers would just be plain old confusing…. they create a new thing.
Like the mole. There’s a little more to it. But it ends up being a number of particles called Avogadro’s Number, which is roughly 6.02×10 to the 23rd power. And, it is just easier for chemistry people to write the word mole, than to jot down the whole equation thing. It makes them happy.
Next mole, please. The undeniable mark on your face, or perhaps, the back of your hand. I have a bunch of moles.
Moles are acquired throughout our lives. Normally, there is nothing to them. But they could be trouble too. Like cancer trouble. Here is a test. You count all the moles on your right arm. From hand to shoulder. If you have less than 7 moles, you are a low-risk cancer-mole person. From 7 to 11, you are at a greater risk. Over 11 moles on your right arm, means you have more than 100 moles on your body. That means you are unfortunately in the highest risk group. The people who know, say you have a risk factor which is 5 or 6 times as much as someone with very few moles.
But don’t be unhappy. I am here to help. You see, there are mole-tracker-apps. I am not kidding. And then there is the Austin Powers’ Movie GoldMember, where Mike Meyers does the Moley-Scene. Moley. Moley. Moley. But truly, it is no laughing matter. Check your moley arms.
Another mole. The one that most people probably think of first. The kind of mole who is a little burrowing mammal with dark velvety fur, a long muzzle, and very small eyes. You know, I think most animals are beautiful, or cool. But those moles are a little bit on the ugly side.
A lot of people consider them pests. But their lives are kind of sad if you ask me. Moles dig tunnels. Under the ground. They use them to travel. But there is more. Moles dig special chambers at the ends of tunnels that serve as bedrooms and birthing areas. They build kitchens too, where they store their earthworms… which they eat. Hence, the kitchen.
Sometimes moles will live in a series of tunnels for generations before moving. Like the ones we have here. Under our ground. Or maybe it is truly THEIR ground. Anyway. The sad part? Moles spend most of their lives alone and underground in their tunnels. Although, maybe they are happy?
One more mole. Another kind, is the someone… that very sneaky someone…. who works within an organization. And they anonymously betray confidential information. The Spy Mole.
There have been a lot of Moley-Spies in history. There is even a Top-10 List of the All-Time Greatest Spies. Mata Hari, German Spy. The Rosenbergs, Soviet Union Spies. Giacomo Casanova, Venetian Spy. Klaus Fuchs, Soviet Union. And on. They were probably not so happy, when they got caught.
And that my friends in the mole truth, and nothing but the truth.
Sneak Peak for Tomorrow? Promise you won’t lose sleep with anticipation? Okay. Hamsters run up to 8 miles at night on a wheel.
“Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony.”
― Mahatma Gandhi
“It isn’t what you have or who you are or where you are or what you are doing that makes you happy or unhappy. It is what you think about it.”
― Dale Carnegie, How to Win Friends and Influence People
“Happiness makes up in height for what it lacks in length.”
― Robert Frost