This polar bear dream freaked me out a little bit. Any large predator is dangerous, but you could still probably come across a brown bear or a lion or something like that and it would maybe just ignore you. Polar bears live in such a harsh environment, that they fucking kill and eat everything. But they're cute, so we sometimes forget this.

It's like with my house cat. All these fun little games we play where she chases the teaser toy or whatever... they're all just making her a better killer. All she has to interact with the world are fangs and claws. The most successful hunter in north america is the domesticated housecat. She wants nothing more than to kill and eat a mouse or something. Actually, what she wants to do is mortally wound a mouse and then bat it around and play with it until it is dead. I think that's why my dream freaked me out. I'm the mouse in that scenario.

Speaking of hunters, I'm trying to figure out why doctors love hunting so much. They have a bunch of dead bears and stuff on display all over Alaska and all the huge trophy bears, etc. were all killed by doctors. When I was a kid, my friend's dad was a doctor and they had dead, stuffed animals all over their house. We used to wrap ourselves in bearskins and play games. When I had knee surgery a few years back, my doctor came to see me in the recovery room and when he said goodbye he was like, "I'm off to Africa to go lion hunting. Wish me luck." I did not wish him luck. It's like they spend all their time helping people and saving lives, then they go off to kill shit in their spare time.