- The herring is about 16% fat.
- In winter maybe a little more.
- The herring is a social animal, living in schools, and quickly dies when left to its own devices.
- No matter what a herring eats, it makes it look delicious.
- A herring tries to do the right thing, but ehn, nobody’s perfect.
- A herring can sleep, but not like humans sleep.
- When a herring hears something interesting in a radio show about a bar for melancholy people at the National Gallery in Berlin called the Black Cube, that the depressed think about themselves and the melancholy think about other things, such as infinity, it tries to convince itself that it sees infinity in a shy black-haired boy, or some ice, or its wife and kids.
- Now that a herring has had its first orchestra rehearsal, it hears orchestral music totally differently: rather than hearing all this music, it hears the bass section, and the cellos, and the violas, and the violins, for starters, and it’s beautiful, especially if it’s baroque.
- Although a herring’s capacity for self-pity approaches infinity, it is quickly brought back to earth when a neighbor hangs himself in his (the neighbor’s, not the herring’s) cellar, leaving a sick wife and two kids.
- Or when a teacher at the music school who has to get chemotherapy tells his students he’s taking time off to go on a long journey.
meine liebe Herring.
I just spent all morning looking up herring related information. I overlooked much of this information – none of the more prosaic facts posted here made my BlogHer post.
But this begs the question about why we are all (two of us, so far?) herring obsessed today. Herringschmaus on the brain for residents of Austria?
That would be a fair guess.
mmmhh – had Heringssalat! Made me happy.
What about the famous red herring?
It is great to hear all the parts.
Just as long as it doesn’t become pickled herring, I’m okay with all of this.
It seems to me that some of the herrings referred to above, particularly in the earlier bullet points, are of the red variety. The last four, though, are definitely the real thing.
Sometimes it must be hard to be a herring. I’m sorry little herring.