A Photo for Friday

Mr. Crab

Mr. Crab

“Mr. Crab”

July 2, 2021

Blufton, SC

FILED UNDER: Photo for Friday, Photography
Steven L. Taylor
About Steven L. Taylor
Steven L. Taylor is a Professor of Political Science and a College of Arts and Sciences Dean. His main areas of expertise include parties, elections, and the institutional design of democracies. His most recent book is the co-authored A Different Democracy: American Government in a 31-Country Perspective. He earned his Ph.D. from the University of Texas and his BA from the University of California, Irvine. He has been blogging since 2003 (originally at the now defunct Poliblog). Follow Steven on Twitter


  1. de stijl says:

    I have Sponge Bob Clancy Brown in my head now.

  2. Kurtz says:

    That crab looks like it didn’t like being hounded by paparazzi.

    Or maybe it’s like Lenny.

  3. OzarkHillbilly says:

    I took very similar pictures of Crawdads in the Boundary Waters, altho in my pictures the crawdads were dismembered, probably by raccoons.

  4. de stijl says:


    What’s an Ozark Hillbilly doing up in the Boundary Waters?

    Camping, usually. Looking at the stars. Having a shore lunch.

    I love looking at the sky in the ass end of nowhere. The sky I can see in town is a god-damn joke. Maybe 40 stars or so.

    You need to get remote, removed from all light pollution to understand what a sky should truly look like.

    It is glorious!

  5. MarkedMan says:

    @de stijl: When I was in the Peace Corps the village I lived in was literally ten miles from the nearest electricity and that was miles away from the next. Flashlights and kerosene lamps. During the dry season but before the dust storms came the sky was so clear and the stars so unimaginably bright. It was a whole different world. I don’t have the words for how vast that sea of stars was. The Milky Way, so faintly visible even in the more “remote” parts that I’ve been in the US, is a strong and vibrant river like rapids frozen in a moment, vibrant from horizon to horizon. And on a full moon night, well, you could see colors by the moon. You could read by the moon. Of course people associate full moons with chaos and madness, as every night year round it grew dark just after 6pm, and kerosene and batteries are expensive. But on a full moon night you could visit neighbors without worrying about stepping on a black snake. The kids could run through the streets playing games, and the young adults could sneak off and get away from the “it takes a village” prying neighbors.

  6. de stijl says:


    I now have a dire need to get out of town and see the night sky unadulterated and not washed out.

    Also, I live on a major thoroughfare. My brain has become inured to constant traffic noise. It’s there and I hear it but unless I pay attention I don’t really notice it unless it isn’t there. At 3 AM it is quiet for a few minutes in a row sometimes. Kinda spooky.

    I walk nearly every day. About 4 miles. Once I get a block away from major sustained traffic noise for a few minutes my brain resets.

    A pure night sky zaps my head really hard. In a good way.

  7. MarkedMan says:

    @de stijl: You don’t realize how much noise affects you until it is silenced.

  8. de stijl says:


    Have you been to the Big Bob in Montana? (aka Bob Marshall Wilderness Area)

    It is entirely roadless like the Boundary Waters. No motors allowed. You walk.

    The sky is stunning. Night and day both.