I'm not going to have much time to post, or even read, for the
next few weeks: I'm on a grand jury, performing essentially ritual
activities that are so boring that most chimps would refuse
to have anything to do with them. (Basically, someone walks
in, makes a few statements, asks a second person some ritual
questions, then they both leave. We the grand jury vote. When
we're done, we ring a bell and announce the results. Repeat,
several times an hour. A chimp would either wander off or at least
try to groom her neighbor; I, an allegedly "superior" being, sit
patiently for all this and don't talk when I'm not supposed to.
Vicki