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Sir David Attenborough: Nature's perfect Gentleman turns 80

by Alexander G Rubio
Thu May 11th, 2006 at 07:15:32 AM EST


Sir David Attenborough
"Granny, your telly's broken."

I must have been something like five or six years old, and I couldn't understand why everyone was laughing. Not being avid television viewers they still hadn't upgraded to a colour TV.

The reason the telly was turned on that evening was that NRK (Norsk Rikskringkasting), the Norwegian public broadcaster, was about to air the first episode of "Life on Earth", Sir David Attenborough's natural history series produced by the BBC.

Prior to this program, which charted the origins of life on earth and its individual place in present day nature, I had, like most young boys been somewhat fascinated by nature and science, but it was on the level of "T-Rex rules!" (the dino, not the band; that was more the domain of my older sister). But watching the splendour and colour of nature, in glorious black and white, that evening was something akin to a revelation.

From the diaries - whataboutbob


For the first time I got an inkling how the individual parts of nature were linked together like cogs in a gigantic living machine. While it might turn some people to belief in a higher power and architect of the universe, it was the beginning of the end of my own religious faith. Nature itself was by far more complex and grand (and on occasion plain funny) than any creator I could conceive of.


And then there was that voice, those supremely civilised sentences sing-songing their way down the register to the final point, while this perfect specimen of the best sort of gentlemen the British public school system once turned out was dangling from a rope in the jungle canopy or clambering head first into a termite hill. And he didn't need to wrestle alligators to make things interesting.

Over the years I tried to catch all of Sir David Attenborough's programs and series, one of my favourite being "The First Eden", his 1987 series on Mediterranean nature and man. Here was science, culture and history organically intertwined into one of the finest examples of liberal education ever produced.

To say that he influenced me, would be something of an understatement. And though I didn't end up the scientist I thought I would become throughout my years in school, he's probably partly to blame for something very central to my life and work today, my language.

Though English was the common denominator at home when I as growing up (my mother spoke no Spanish, and my father, to this day, speaks a Norwegian few Norwegians would recognise as such), none in my family spoke with anything like a cut glass Queen's English. But as long as I can remember I have. Trying to figure out in later years where I picked it up, I've come to the conclusion it must have been to a great extent Sir David's doing. From such stuff are our personalities made.

Though I didn't find out until recently, as Controller of BBC2 in the 60s, he originated the idea for another landmark documentary series that now and then makes television something more than an outlet for advertisement and "reality-TV", Lord Kenneth Clark's "Civilisation" (watch it, trust me, and make your kids watch it).

Lately I had been re-watching the 1984 series "The Living Planet". And earlier today, when I made a search on Google on Attenborough, I discovered that the man turned 80 just a couple of days ago, on Monday the 8th of May, which gave me the perfect pretext to write this small tribute.

It seems he's celebrating his birthday among the Giant tortoises of the Galapagos islands, filming his new series on reptiles and amphibians, "Life in Cold Blood", to be aired in 2008. The man is a force of nature. Happy birthday, Sir David!





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Happy Birthday Sir Attenborough.
I recently caught a new program, or recent program of his. I was surprised to see how old he'd become. I think it was a vestige of a childish ignorance of how time passes, along with the people we look up to, and take for granted.
For some reason his voice, especially his British accent, had a comforting affect on me as a young boy, through young adulthood, and made me wish I could have him for my instructor in all my classes. I might have done a lot better in school ;o) It was almost as if Charles Darwin himself were holding my hand as we gazed out at the world from the deck of the Beagle.
by supersoling on Thu May 11th, 2006 at 07:13:45 AM EST
I'm clearly a fan of your "great Europeans" pieces...thanks again!!

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by whataboutbob on Thu May 11th, 2006 at 07:14:08 AM EST
PS: I totally enjoy the intensity of the political writings at ET, but I just can't help but throw in a human interest or European humanities piece once in awhile, just for contrast...

now, back to politics...

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by whataboutbob on Thu May 11th, 2006 at 07:26:09 AM EST
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I'm working on a mammoth one, on and off, about Byron, Batman and the Romantic tradition ;) God knows when I'll get it done though. I need a time machine, or massive amounts of Bolivian marching powder...

Bitsofnews.com Giving you the latest bits.
by Alexander G Rubio (alexander.rubio@gmail.com) on Thu May 11th, 2006 at 08:10:17 PM EST
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...truly one of his most spectacular feats: tracking the Walking Tree from Dahomey!

Attenborough: (slapping the side of a tree) Well here it is at last ... the goal of our quest After six months and three days we've caught up with the legendary walking tree of Dahomey, Quercus Nicholas Parsonus, resting here for a moment, on its long journey south. It's almost incredible isn't it, to think that this huge tree has walked over two thousand miles across this inhospitable terrain to stop here, maybe just to take in water before the two thousand miles on to Cape Town, where it lives. It's almost unimaginable, I find - the thought of this mighty tree strolling through Nigeria, perhaps swaggering a little as it crosses the border into Zaire, hopping through the tropical rain forests, trying to find a quiet grove where it could jump around on its own, sprinting up to Zambia for the afternoon, then nipping back ... (a native whispers in his ear) Oh, super ... well, I've just been told that this is not in fact the legendary walking tree of Dahomey, this is one of Africa's many stationary trees, Arborus Barnbet Gaseoignus. In fact we've just missed the walking tree... it left here at eight o'clock this morning... was heading off in that direction... so we'll see if we can go and catch it up. Come on boys.

(They move off. At this point we notice that there are two other saxophone-wearing natives, a trumpeter, a trombonist, a double bassist, a guitarist, and finally a man with a drum kit tied to his back. Mix through to them on the move in another pan of the jungle. Sweat is now spraying out from under Attenborough's armpits as if from a watering can.)

Attenborough: Well, we're still keeping up with it, but it's setting a furious pace. Early this morning we thought we'd spotted it, but it turned out to be an Angolan sauntering tree, Amazellus Robin Ray, out walking with a Gambian Sidling Bush... (Jeremy Thorpe leans in the background and waves to camera) So on we go ... it's going to be difficult - the walking tree can achieve speeds of up to fifty miles an hour, especially when it's in a hurry. (Rupert the bearer points excitedly) Super! Well, Rupert has spotted something ... this could be it... a walking tree on the move ... (they move off, by this time waterspray is gushing out from all over his chest) But, what Rupert had in fact discovered was something very different...

(He stops him, they kneel down. Cut to their eye-line. In the distance, amongst low bushes and thick undergrowth, six Africans dressed immaculately in cricket gear having a game of cricket. Cut to Attenborough, Rupert and one other bearer watching. Attenborough is looking down at something he is holding. The other two are gazing wide-eyed at the cricketers.)

Attenborough: The Turkish Little Rude Plant. (he holds up, carefully and wondrously, a plant which has green outer leaves splayed back to reveal a small, accurately sculpted bum) This remarkably smutty piece of flora was used by the Turks to ram up each other's ... (Rupert nudges him and points excitedly at the batsmen) Ah no! In fact it was something even more interesting... (Attenborough points, apparently at the batsmen, but he has clearly got it wrong again) Yes, there it was, over the other side of the clearing, the legendary Puking Tree of Mozambique... (Rupert nudges him again)

From: http://orangecow.org/pythonet/sketches/index.htm

by Nomad on Thu May 11th, 2006 at 07:33:52 AM EST
that evening was something akin to a revelation.

The same for me. Attemborough is in a class of himself.

*Traitor*, n.
A benighted individual who perceives an illusory distinction between serving his nation and abetting the criminals who govern it.

by DoDo on Thu May 11th, 2006 at 10:31:48 AM EST
I don't remember which one, but there's this one documentary I watched where Attenborough stands next to a termite hill, all neat with huge chimneys and stuff, tells us that termites are wonderful, then breaks off a chimney with his hands to show us what's inside. I found that hilarious at the time ;)
by Alex in Toulouse on Thu May 11th, 2006 at 05:32:16 PM EST
The real fun came afterwards: when he showed the honey-storing termites, and 'drank' the honey from them on camera.

*Traitor*, n.
A benighted individual who perceives an illusory distinction between serving his nation and abetting the criminals who govern it.
by DoDo on Thu May 11th, 2006 at 05:34:12 PM EST
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That's why we call him "sir" ;))

Though Attenborough's act is not quite on par with Greenpeace damaging the reef somewhere recently (forget where), with their boat, while doing a demo to raise awaraness about the fragility of that very reef. That one wasn't even hilarious.

by Alex in Toulouse on Thu May 11th, 2006 at 05:40:27 PM EST
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Your source?

*Traitor*, n.
A benighted individual who perceives an illusory distinction between serving his nation and abetting the criminals who govern it.
by DoDo on Thu May 11th, 2006 at 05:42:31 PM EST
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That's the thing, can't remember. Let me google that and see.
by Alex in Toulouse on Thu May 11th, 2006 at 05:43:58 PM EST
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by Alex in Toulouse on Thu May 11th, 2006 at 05:44:31 PM EST
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Before there is another corwing at those uppidy activists only messing up:

Environmental group Greenpeace has been fined almost $7,000 (£4,000) for damaging a coral reef at a World Heritage site in the Philippines.

Their flagship Rainbow Warrior II ran aground at Tubbataha Reef Marine Park, in the Sulu Sea, 650km (400 miles) south-east of Manila.

Park officials said almost 100 sq m (1,076 sq ft) of reef had been damaged.

Greenpeace agreed to pay the fine, but blamed the accident on outdated maps provided by the Philippines government.

"The chart indicated we were a mile and a half" from the coral reef when the ship ran aground, regional Greenpeace official Red Constantino told AFP news agency.

"This accident could have been avoided if the chart was accurate," he said, adding, however, that Greenpeace felt "responsible" for the damage.



*Traitor*, n.
A benighted individual who perceives an illusory distinction between serving his nation and abetting the criminals who govern it.
by DoDo on Thu May 11th, 2006 at 05:51:02 PM EST
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Well yeah, it's important to point out that Attenborough's act was voluntary (but basically inoffensive, which is why I found it hilarious), but Greenpeace's was purely accidental and thus unfortunate (and not funny at all).

Talking about the reef and hilarity, last year I went and saw this "save the reefs" movie on the La Géode hemisphere screen in La Villette (Paris), but regardless of how serious the topic was I laughed all along because I then had the misfortune of having seen The Life Aquatic two days before that.

by Alex in Toulouse on Thu May 11th, 2006 at 06:02:56 PM EST
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Last Saturday, BBC Radio 4's Archive Hour, broadcast an interview with the great man.

You can listen again to the programme here.

It was fascinating.

Eats cheroots and leaves.

by NeutralObserver on Thu May 11th, 2006 at 06:30:31 PM EST


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