Do Animals Fall in Love?

Title: Do Animals Fall in Love?
Original title: Das Liebesleben der Tiere
Author(s): Katharina von der Gathen, Anke Kuhl
Release year: 2017 (DE), 2021 (ENG)
Publisher: Klett Kinderbuch (DE), Gecko Press (ENG)

Why in Database: The title of the book suggests its content quite well. In the text layer, there are two turtle fragments, the shorter one about the fact that the sex of turtles is determined by the temperature of incubation of the eggs, and the longer one describes the hatching and the first moment – the sea turtles’ journey to the water. The book is richly illustrated, and there are turtles in this layer as well. We can see turtles on five pages – first it is a pair of elephant turtles that extend the species, then on the “spread”, among others, the copulatory organ of the Greek turtle and the turtle itself are shown, in a kind of legend. The next drawing refers directly to the first of the quoted text fragments, the next one shows the sea turtle eggs, and the last of the turtle drawings illustrates the second of the cited text fragments.

Although this book was also published in English, at the moment we do not have access to a version in this language, so we present citations in Polish and a description of their content.

Jajko niespodzianka:
Żółwie
Żółwiowe mamy muszą porządnie się zastanowić, gdzie zakopać składane przez siebie jaja. Płeć ich potomstwa nie jest bowiem określana w momencie zapłodnienia, lecz zależy od temperatury otoczenia. Z jaj zakopanych w cieplejszym otoczeniu wyklują się samiczki, natomiast z jaj złożonych w chłodniejszym miejscu na świat przyjdą samce.

Licząc tylko na siebie:
żółwie morskie
Żółwie morskie są bardzo dobrymi nurkami i pływakami. Przemierzają pod wodą tysiące kilometrów. Muszą przy tym nieustannie się wynurzać, żeby zaczerpnąć powietrza.
Właśnie dlatego małe żółwiki nie wykluwają się z jaj w morzu. Żółwia mama wraca na plażę, na której sama się wykluła. Tam składa jaja w ciepłym piasku, aby przeszły inkubację ogrzewane promieniami słońca.
Kiedy nadchodzi pora wylęgu, żółwiki z wielkim trudem wydostają się ze skorupki i wygrzebują z piasku. Teraz czeka je najtrudniejsze wyzwanie: wraz z wieloma tysiącami innych żółwików, które wylęgły się w tym samym czasie, muszą przejść przez gorącą plażę, aby dotrzeć do wody, która jest ich docelową przestrzenią życiową. Tak więc czołgają się na swoich płetwowatych nóżkach w kierunku morza. W pobliżu nie ma ani matki, ani żadnego dorosłego żółwia morskiego, który mógłby je ochronić podczas tej niebezpiecznej wędrówki. Nad nimi i koło nich czają się głodni wrogowie, którzy nie pogardzą pysznym młodym żółwikiem, z mozołem brnącym przez plażę. Dlatego tylko garstce młodych udaje się dotrzeć do chłodnego morza, w którym w końcu mogą się poczuć bezpieczniej.

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Wings

Title: Wings
Author(s): Terry Pratchett
Release year: 1990
Publisher: Doubleday

Why in Database: “Wings” is the third and final part of the trilogyy (the previous ones are Truckers and Diggers), the only one in which turtle element appears. It is also worth adding that in addition to the edition under this title, there is also a collective edition on the market, containing all three of these books – it is called Bromeliad Trilogy.
In total, there are four mentions of turtles, one of which is the heroes see, and the other three refer to the fact that there are turtles in Florida (the first of this quotes appears before the scene of seeing the turtle, it comes from the introduction to chapter five, these introductory fragments are quotes from a work that was written by one of the heroes AFTER the events of the book).

FLORIDA (or Floridia): A place where alligators, longnecked turtles, and space shuttles may be found.

Their temporary camp overlooked a ditch. There didn’t seem to be any winter in Florida, and the banks were thick with greenery. Something like a flat plate with a spoon on the front sculled slowly past. The spoon stuck out of the water for a moment, looked at the nomes vaguely, and then dropped down again.
‘What was that thing, Thing?’ said Masklin.
The Thing extended one of its sensors.
‘A long-necked turtle.’
‘Oh.’
The turtle swam peacefully away.
‘Lucky, really,’ said Gurder.
‘What?’ said Angalo.
‘Its having a long neck like that and being called a Long-Necked Turtle. It’d be really awkward having a name like that if it had a short neck.’

‘Apart from turtles with long necks,’ he said, ‘what other animals are there here, Thing?’

They watched the grasses. A damp warm world inhabited by insects and turtles was suddenly a disguise for horrible terrors with huge teeth.

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The Unadulterated Cat

Title: The Unadulterated Cat
Author(s): Terry Pratchett
Release year: 1989
Publisher: Gollancz

Why in Database: Pratchett’s non-discworld book, telling, how title suggests, about cats. Inside there are two fragments with turtles, one is shorter, with a mention of a turtle in the car, the other is longer and describes the relationship between his turtles and cats. The book is illustrated, the second fragment has two cat&turtle illustrations that we show below:

Animals loose in a car are never a good idea. Goats are generally the worst, but until you realise there’s a tortoise stuck under your brake pedal you’ve never known the meaning of fear, and possibly not the meaning of ‘old age’ either.

The only household pet I have ever known actually faze a Real cat is a tortoise. This may be because a cat has problems coming to terms with the fact that a tortoise is a fellow fauna. It appears to be a small piece of scenery which inexplicably moves about.
These days you don’t shove a tortoise in a box to tough it out for the winter, since no one makes tortoises any more and they change hands, people keep telling us, for zillions of pounds. We used to let ours doze the winter away in front of the fire, lurching awake every day or two for a bit of lettuce. A peaceful, untroubled existence, but one which did not appeal to Real cat because a tortoise is impossible to frighten. Tortoises don’t know the meaning of the word ‘fear’ or, indeed, any other word. Oh, they nip into their shell at a passing shadow out of common sense, but as far as they are concerned the presence of a cat in front of the fire just means that here’s a pile of fur that is nice and warm to burrow under.
They, sneak up on it, because for tortoises there’s no other way, and the first the cat knows is when the edge of a shell is purposefully levering it off the carpet. The cat goes and sits in the corner and looks worried. And then one of them develops an unnatural appetite for cat food. The Real cat sits looking gnomically at a shell seesawing madly on the edge of its dish, and sighs deeply.


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Mrs Bradshaw’s Handbook

Title: Mrs Bradshaw’s Handbook
Author(s): Terry Pratchett
Release year: 2014
Publisher: Doubleday

Why in Database: This book is a peculiar addition to Pratchett’s fortieth book from Discworld series, (Raising Steam), it is even sometimes labeled with the number 40.5 to suggest when to read it. Unfortunately, there is no turtle content in the text form, only in the form of an illustration, on a picture of Om’s missionary you can see, that he has a turtle-shaped pendant around his neck. This is the only turtle element in the book.

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Where’s My Cow?

Title: Where’s My Cow?
Author(s): Terry Pratchett
Translation: Brak
Release year: 2005
Publisher: Doubleday / HarperCollins

Why in Database: This book is a kind of supplement to the 34 book in the discworld series ( Thud! ), sometimes it even gets a number 34.5, to indicate when to read it. It is a short, several pages long, richly illustrated book in which turtles appear only in the illustrative layer, in three pictures you can see a turtle. In the text layer, the turtle is not mentioned even once.

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The Grapes of Wrath

Title: The Grapes of Wrath
Author(s): John Steinbeck
Release year: 1939
Publisher: Viking Press

Why in Database: Grapes of Wrath is a classic book by John Steinbeck, recognized in America as one of the most important national works. On the margins of the main story, a turtle plays a role in the beginning. We quote eight fragments, including a few longer ones, they are all turtles elements of the book.

The first fragment is large and very turtle:

The sun lay on the grass and warmed it, and in the shade under the grass the insects moved, ants and ant lions to set traps for them, grasshoppers to jump into the air and flick their yellow wings for a second, sow bugs like little armadillos, plodding restlessly on many tender feet. And over the grass at the roadside a land turtle crawled, turning aside for nothing, dragging his high-domed shell over the grass: His hard legs and yellow-nailed feet threshed slowly through the grass, not really walking, but boosting and dragging his shell along. The barley beards slid off his shell, and the clover burrs fell on him and rolled to the ground. His horny beak was partly open, and his fierce, humorous eyes, under brows like fingernails, stared straight ahead. He came over the grass leaving a beaten trail behind him, and the hill, which was the highway embankment, reared up ahead of him. For a moment he stopped, his head held high. He blinked and looked up and down. At last he started to climb the embankment. Front clawed feet reached forward but did not touch. The hind feet kicked his shell along, and it scraped on the grass, and on the gravel. As the embankment grew steeper and steeper, the more frantic were the efforts of the land turtle. Pushing hind legs strained and slipped, boosting the shell along, and the horny head protruded as far as the neck could stretch. Little by little the shell slid up the embankment until at last a parapet cut straight across its line of march, the shoulder of the road, a concrete wall four inches high. As though they worked independently the hind legs pushed the shell against the wall. The head upraised and peered over the wall to the broad smooth plain of cement. Now the hands, braced on top of the wall, strained and lifted, and the shell came slowly up and rested its front end on the wall. For a moment the turtle rested. A red ant ran into the shell, into the soft skin inside the shell, and suddenly head and legs snapped in, and the armored tail clamped in sideways. The red ant was crushed between body and legs. And one head of wild oats was clamped into the shell by a front leg. For a long moment the turtle lay still, and then the neck crept out and the old humorous frowning eyes looked about and the legs and tail came out. The back legs went to work, straining like elephant legs, and the shell tipped to an angle so that the front legs could not reach the level cement plain. But higher and higher the hind legs boosted it, until at last the center of balance was reached, the front tipped down, the front legs scratched at the pavement, and it was up. But the head of wild oats was held by its stem around the front legs.
Now the going was easy, and all the legs worked, and the shell boosted along, waggling from side to side. A sedan driven by a forty-year-old woman approached. She saw the turtle and swung to the right, off the highway, the wheels screamed and a cloud of dust boiled up. Two wheels lifted for a moment and then settled. The car skidded back onto the road, and went on, but more slowly. The turtle had jerked into its shell, but now it hurried on, for the highway was burning hot.
And now a light truck approached, and as it came near, the driver saw the turtle and swerved to hit it. His front wheel struck the edge of the shell, flipped the turtle like a tiddly-wink, spun it like a coin, and rolled it off the highway. The truck went back to its course along the right side. Lying on its back, the turtle was tight in its shell for a
long time. But at last its legs waved in the air, reaching for something to pull it over. Its front foot caught a piece of quartz and little by little the shell pulled over and flopped upright. The wild oat head fell out and three of the spearhead seeds stuck in the ground. And as the turtle crawled on down the embankment, its shell dragged dirt over the seeds. The turtle entered a dust road and jerked itself along, drawing a wavy shallow trench in the dust with its shell. The old humorous eyes looked ahead, and the horny beak opened a little. His yellow toe nails slipped a fraction in the dust.

Kolejny wybrany fragment jest krótszy, stanowi w pewnym sensie kontynuację poprzedniego.

Joad plodded along, dragging his cloud of dust behind him. A little bit ahead he saw the high-domed shell of a land turtle, crawling slowly along through the dust, its legs working stiffly and jerkily. Joad stopped to watch it, and his shadow fell on the turtle. Instantly head and legs were withdrawn and the short thick tail clamped sideways into the shell. Joad picked it up and turned it over. The back was brown-gray, like the dust, but the underside of the shell was creamy yellow, clean and smooth. Joad shifted his bundle high under his arm and stroked the smooth undershell with his finger, and he pressed it. It was softer than the back. The hard old head came out and tried to look at the pressing finger, and the legs waved wildly. The turtle wetted on Joad’s hand and struggled uselessly in the air. Joad turned it back upright and rolled it up in his coat with his shoes. He could feel it pressing and struggling and fussing under his arm. He moved ahead more quickly now, dragged his heels a little in the fine dust.

Smaller mention:

Joad dug at his rolled coat and found the pocket and brought out his pint. The turtle moved a leg but he wrapped it up tightly. He unscrewed the cap and held out the bottle.

This fragment is one of the more iconic parts of the book:

The turtle dug at the rolled coat. Casy looked over at the stirring garment. ”What you got there—a chicken? You’ll smother it.”
Joad rolled the coat up more tightly. ”An old turtle,” he said. ”Picked him up on the road. An old bulldozer. Thought I’d take ‘im to my little brother. Kids like turtles.”
The preacher nodded his head slowly. ”Every kid got a turtle some time or other. Nobody can’t keep a turtle though. They work at it and work at it, and at last one day they get out and away they go—off somewheres. It’s like me. I wouldn’t take the good ol’ gospel that was just layin’ there to my hand. I got to be pickin’ at it an’ workin’ at it until I got it all tore down. Here I got the sperit sometimes an’ nothin’ to preach about. I got the call to lead people, an’ no place to lead ’em.”

Two more fragments with turtles, though less important:

Joad looked over toward his coat and saw the turtle, free of the cloth and hurrying away in the direction he had been following when Joad found him. Joad watched him for a moment and then got slowly to his feet and retrieved him and wrapped him in the coat again. ”I ain’t got no present for the kids,” he said. ”Nothin’ but this ol’ turtle.”

Casy chuckled. ”Fella can get so he misses the noise of a saw mill.”
The yellowing, dusty, afternoon light put a golden color on the land. The cornstalks looked golden. A flight of swallows swooped overhead toward some waterhole. The
turtle in Joad’s coat began a new campaign of escape. Joad creased the visor of his cap. It was getting the long protruding curve of a crow’s beak now. ”Guess I’ll mosey along,” he said. ”I hate to hit the sun, but it ain’t so bad now.”
Casy pulled himself together. ”I ain’t seen ol’ Tom in a bug’s age,” he said. ”I was gonna look in on him anyways. I brang Jesus to your folks for a long time, an’ I never took up a collection nor nothin’ but a bite to eat.”
”Come along,” said Joad. ”Pa’ll be glad to see you. He always said you got too long a pecker for a preacher.” He picked up his coat roll and tightened it snugly about his shoes and turtle.

The next quote is quite interesting, it is also the last one about this particular turtle:

”Hell, I forgot the turtle. I ain’t gonna pack it all over hell.” He unwrapped the land turtle and pushed it under the house. But in a moment it was out, headed southwest as it had been from the first. The cat leaped at it and struck at its straining head and slashed at its moving feet. The old, hard, humorous head was pulled
in, and the thick tail slapped in under the shell, and when the cat grew tired of waiting for it and walked off, the turtle headed on southwest again.
Young Tom Joad and the preacher watched the turtle go—waving its legs and boosting its heavy, high-domed shell along toward the southwest. The cat crept along behind for a while, but in a dozen yards it arched its back to a strong taut bow and yawned, and came stealthily back toward the seated men.
”Where the hell you s’pose he’s goin’?” said Joad. ”I seen turtles all my life. They’re always goin’ someplace. They always seem to want to get there.”

Later in the book there is one more, neutral mention of turtles:

Joads and Wilsons were in flight across the Panhandle, the rolling gray country, lined and cut with old flood scars. They were in flight out of Oklahoma and across Texas. The land turtles crawled through the dust and the sun whipped the earth, and in the evening the heat went out of the sky and the earth sent up a wave of heat from itself.

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A Blink of the Screen: Collected Shorter Fiction

Title: A Blink of the Screen: Collected Shorter Fiction
Author(s): Terry Pratchett
Release year: 2012
Publisher: Doubleday

Why in Database: The Blink of a Screen is, as subtitle points out, a collection of stories by Terry Pratchetts. Most are non-discworld, but a few are directly related to this series. There are three turtle mentions inside.

The first mention is made in the text “The Secret Book of the Dead”:

Our tortoise, being in the know Buried himself three years ago.

Second fragment is in form of a footnote in “Theatre of Cruelty”:

Which is flat and goes through space on the back of an enormous turtle, and why not…

Third mention is in story “The Sea and Litthe Fishes”:

They’d told her the world was round and flat, which was common sense, and went through space on the back of four elephants standing on the shell of a turtle, which didn’t have to make sense. It

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The Science of Discworld IV – Judgement Day

Title: The Science of Discworld IV – Judgement Day
Author(s): Terry Pratchett, Ian Stewart, Jack Cohen
Release year: 2013
Publisher: Ebury Press

Why in Database:This is the fourth and final volume of a four-book series. Again, these books can definitely be called popular science, with the addition of Discworld. The chapters are arranged in turns, one about the magicians from the unseen university (generally shorter) and one about science in a broad sense, in the fourth volume they are issues concerning broadly understood human beliefs. As this book balances between the real world and the disc, there are many (in both perspectives) references to turtles, (the turtle also got a cover in the form of a pendant), there are also a lot of fragments about terrestrial “World’s turtles“. The Turtles also got to the names of two chapters, the fourth (World Turtles) and the twenty-first (The Turtle Moves!).

The first quote is about the interesting difference between the globe world and the discworld:

Roundworld has no supports. It appears to think it’s a turtle, because it swims through space, tugged along by those mysterious forces. Its human inhabitants are not bothered by a sphere that swims, despite the absence of flippers.

The next fragment also explains the discworld’s approach to the sphere world:

The Discworld series takes Roundworld mythology seriously, to humorous effect; nowhere more so than in its basic geography and its magical supports – elephants and turtle.

The next five fragment are about the importance of turtles in the (our) world’s cosmological myths:

All well and good, but both universe-centred science and human-centred myth-making can hardly fail to ask a supplementary question: What keeps the elephants up? If the idea of an ordinary elephant hovering in mid-air is ludicrous, how much more so is that of a vast, extraordinarily heavy elephant doing the same? Discworld’s answer is A’Tuin, a giant space-faring turtle. The turtle’s shell provides a firm place for the elephants to stand. As a cosmology, it all hangs together pretty well … but of course a further question arises: What keeps the turtle up? It might seem that we could go on like this indefinitely, but at this point observations of nature come into play. The natural world provides a long list of exceptions to the belief that the natural place of any object is on the ground: celestial bodies, clouds, birds, insects and all water-borne creatures – fish, crocodiles, hippos, whales and, crucially, turtles.
(…)
Which leaves turtles.
Small turtles spend a lot of time on rocks, but no one in their right mind would expect a small turtle to hold up four giant world-bearing elephants. Big turtles come out onto land to lay their eggs, but that’s a mystical event and it doesn’t cast serious doubt on the theory that a turtle’s natural place is in water. Where, please notice, it does not require support. It can swim. So it stands to reason that any self-respecting giant space-faring turtle will swim through space, which implies that it needs no artificial support to avoid falling. Examining the animal more closely, a world-spanning turtle seems ideal as a support for giant elephants. It is hard to imagine what could perform the task better. In short, Discworld is, as stated earlier, the sensible way to make a world.

So it’s worth examining the similarities and differences between the creation stories of different cultures – especially when it comes to world-bearing elephants and space-faring turtles. Along with a third common world-bearing creature, the giant snake. The world turtle (cosmic turtle, divine turtle, world-bearing turtle) can be found in the myths of the Chinese, Hindus and various tribes of native North Americans, in particular the Lenape (or Delaware Indians) and the Iroquois.
Around 1680 Jasper Danckaerts, a member of a Protestant sect known as Labadists, travelled to America to found a community, and he recorded a Lenape myth of a world turtle in Journal Of A Voyage To New York In 1679-80. We paraphrase the story from a 1974 article by Jay Miller.fn2 At first, all was water. Then the Great Turtle emerged, mud on its back became the Earth, and a great tree grew. As it rose skywards, one twig became a man; then it bent to touch the Earth and another twig became a woman. All humans descended from these two. Miller adds: ‘my … conversations with the Delaware indicate that life and the Earth would have been impossible without the turtle supporting the world.’

Finally Little Toad brought up mud, which was spread on the back of Big Turtle. The mud grew until it turned into North America. Then the woman gave birth. One son, Sapling, was kind, and filled the world with all good things; the other, Flint, ruined much of his brother ’s work and created everything evil. The two fought, and eventually Flint was banished to live as a volcano on Big Turtle’s back. His anger can still sometimes be felt when the Earth shakes.
(…)
The world-bearing turtle never made it into the Egyptian pantheon, but it was common in ancient central America, among cultures such as the Olmecs. To many of these cultures, the world was both square and round, and it was also a caiman or turtle floating on a primordial sea, which represented the Earth and might or might not carry it.
(…)
In another central American culture, the Maya civilisation, thirteen creator gods constructed humanity from maize dough. The world was carried at its four cardinal points by four bacabs, elderly deities of the earth’s interior and waters, shown carrying a sky-dragon in early depictions but later believed to be drowned ancestors. Their names were Cantzicnal, Hobnil, Hosanek and Saccimi, and each ruled one of the four directions.fn3 They were closely associated with four rain gods and four wind gods. They can appear as a conch, a snail, a spider web, a bee-like suit of armour, or a turtle. In the Dresden Codex the turtle is also associated with the rain-god Chaac, which similarly has four aspects, one for each cardinal direction.
At the Puuc Maya site at Uxmal there is a building called the House of the Turtles, whose cornice is decorated with hundreds of the animals. Its function is unknown, but the Maya associated turtles with water and earth. Their shells were used in making drums, and seem to have been associated with thunder. The god Pauahutun, who like Atlas carried the world on his shoulders, is sometimes shown wearing a turtle-shell hat. The Maize God is occasionally shown emerging from a turtle’s shell. The Mayan name for the constellation Orion is Ak’Ek’ or Turtle Star.

God N is often shown wearing a net bag on his head. One of his manifestations was as a possum; another was as a turtle. An inscribed stone at Copán bears his name ‘yellow turtle’, in the form of his image together with phonetic signs for ak – meaning turtle. In his turtle aspect, God N represented the Earth, because the creation of the Earth, rising from the primordial sea, was like a turtle coming to the surface of a pool. God N also manifested himself as the four bacabs, whom the sixteenth-century Bishop of Yucatán Diego de Landa described as ‘four brothers whom [the creator] god placed, when he created the world, at the four points of it, holding up the sky so that it should not fall’.

To westerners, a turtle/elephant world is most commonly associated with Hinduism. Turtles are often confused with tortoises, as they generally are in American English. Philosopher John Locke’s Essay Concerning Human Understanding in 1690 mentions an ‘Indian who said the world was on an elephant which was on a tortoise’. In his 1927 Why I Am Not A Christian Bertrand Russell writes of ‘the Hindu’s view, that the world rested upon an elephant and the elephant rested upon a tortoise’, adding, ‘When they said, “How about the tortoise?” the Indian said, “Suppose we change the subject.”’ The elephant-turtle story remains in common circulation, but it is a misrepresentation of Hindu beliefs, conflating two separate mythical beings: the world-turtle and the world-elephant. In fact, Hindu mythology features three distinct species of world-bearing creature: tortoise, elephant and snake, with the snake being arguably the most important.
These creatures occur in several guises. The commonest name for the world-tortoise is Kurma or Kumaraja. According to the Shatpatha Brahmana its upper shell is the heavens, its lower shell the Earth, and its body is the atmosphere. The Bhagavata Purana calls it Akupara – unbounded. In 1838 Leveson Vernon-Harcourt published The Doctrine of the Deluge, whose purpose is clearly indicated by its subtitle: vindicating the scriptural account from the doubts which have recently been cast upon it by geological speculations. In it, he wrote of a tortoise called Chukwa that supported Mount Meru. This mountain is sacred in both Hindu and Buddhist cosmology, the centre of the universe – physical, spiritual and metaphysical – where Brahma and the demigods reside. Vernon-Harcourt attributes the story to an astronomer who described it to Bishop Heber ‘in the Vidayala school in Benares’. Since the word ‘vidyayala’ (note slight difference in spelling) means ‘school’ in Sanskrit, it is hard to give the report much credit. Brewer’s Dictionary of Phrase and Fable includes the entry ‘Chukwa. The tortoise at the South Pole on which the Earth is said to rest’, but there is little evidence to support this statement. However, Chukwa appears in the Ramayana as the name of a world-elephant, also known as Maha-padma or -pudma. Most likely various mythological entities were being confused and their stories combined.
Some sources say that Chukwa is the first and oldest turtle, who swims in the primordial ocean of milk and supports the Earth. Some also say that the elephant Maha-Pudma is interposed. This story apparently occurs in the Puranas, dating from the Gupta period (320-500). Whether the Hindus believed this myth, other than in a ritual sense, is debatable.
(…)
Horace Hayman Wilson’s 1840 translation of the Vishnu Purana relates that the creator god Hari (aka Vishnu and Krishna) instructed all the other gods to throw medicinal herbs into the sea of milk, and to churn the ocean to make amrit – the food of the gods. Assorted gods were told to use the mountain Mandara as a churning-stick, winding the serpent Vásuki round it like a rope. Hari himself, in the form of a tortoise, served as a pivot for the mountain as it was whirled around.

Next selected fragment is about Vishnu:

They implored Vishnu to help them ‘bear up Mandar ’s threatening weight’. Obligingly, he came up with the perfect solution:
Then Vishnu, as their need was sore,
The semblance of a tortoise wore,
And in the bed of Ocean lay
The mountain on his back to stay.

The next quote is a classic citation of the story of “turtles all the way down!“.

The turtle-and-elephant universe features early on in Stephen Hawking’s rampant bestseller A Brief History of Time. He tells us that a famous scientist, possibly Bertrand Russell, who was giving a public lecture, explaining how the Earth goes round the Sun and the Sun shares the rotation of the Galaxy. When he asked for questions, a proverbial little old lady complained that his theories were nonsense: the world was flat and rode on the back of a giant tortoise. ‘What does the tortoise stand on?’ the lecturer enquired. ‘You’re very clever, young man,’ said the old lady, ‘but it’s turtles all the way down!’

The mathematical approach to the infinite pile of turtles:

Mathematical calculations show that an infinite pile of stationary turtles can support itself in a universe in which gravity is a constant force in a fixed direction (call this ‘down’). This rather improbable structure works because the force of gravity acting on each turtle is exactly balanced by the reaction force where it stands on the turtle below, so Newton’s third law of motion – action equals reaction – is obeyed. Similarly, there is no problem with causality in the infinite temporal pile of universes: each is caused by the previous one, so every universe has a cause. But psychologically, human beings are entirely happy with infinite piles of causality, yet find an infinite pile of turtles ridiculous.

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The Science of Discworld III – Darwin’s Watch

Title: The Science of Discworld III – Darwin’s Watch
Author(s): Terry Pratchett, Ian Stewart, Jack Cohen
Release year: 2005
Publisher: Ebury Press

Why in Database: Third volume of a four-book series. Again, these books can definitely be called popular science, with the addition of Discworld. The chapters are arranged in turns, one about the magicians of the unseen university (generally shorter) and one about science in a broad sense, the third volume is about Darwin and the theory of evolution. As this book balances between the real world and the disc, there are many (in both perspectives) references to turtles (one is even on the cover). However, there are fewer of them than in the first volume, below we have selected a few more interesting:

The first selected quote is about how amazing the earth seems, from a certain perspective:

DISCWORLD IS REAL. It’s the way worlds should work. Admittedly, it is flat and goes through space on the backs of four elephants which stand on the shell of a giant turtle, but consider the alternatives. Consider, for example, a globular world, a mere crust upon an inferno of molten rock and iron. An accidental world, made of the wreckage of old stars, the home of life which, nevertheless, in a most unhomely fashion, is regularly scythed from its surface by ice, gas, inundation or falling rocks travelling at 20,000 miles an hour.

In the second quote, Ponder Stibbons describes the difference between traveling to the moon on disk and on earth:

`Things are different on a globe, sir. There are no broomsticks, no magic carpets, and going to the Moon is not just a case of pushing off over the edge and trying to avoid the Turtle on the way down.’

In the next fragment, we have reference (and quoted fragment) to the events described in Pyramids, another book by Pratchett:

However, he is up against a theoretical barrier, the paradoxes of the Ephebian philosopher Xeno, which are firstmentioned in Pyramids. A Roundworld philosopher with an oddly similar name, Zeno of Elea, born around 490 BC, stated four paradoxes about the relation between space, time and motion. He is Xeno’s Roundworld counteRepublic of South Africart, and his paradoxes bear a curious resemblance to the Ephebian philosopher’s. Xeno proved by logic alone that an arrow cannot hit a running man,[1] and that the tortoise is the fastest animal on the Disc.[2] He combined both in one experiment, by shooting an arrow at a tortoise that was racing against a hare. The arrow hit the hare by mistake, and the tortoise won, which proved that he was right. In Pyramids, Xeno describes the thinking behind this experiment.
”s quite simple,’ said Xeno. `Look, let’s say this olive stone is an arrow and this, and this -‘ he cast around aimlessly -‘and this stunned seagull is the tortoise, right? Now, when you fire the arrow it goes from here to the seag- the tortoise, am I right?’
`I suppose so, but-‘
`But, by this time, the seagu- the tortoise has moved on a bit, hasn’t he? Am I right?’
‘I suppose so,’ said Teppic, helplessly. Xeno gave him a look of triumph.
`So the arrow has to go a bit further, doesn’t it, to where the tortoise is now. Meanwhile the tortoise has flow- moved on, not much, I’ll grant you, but it doesn’t have to be much. Am I right? So the arrow has a bit further to go, but the point is that by the time it gets to where the tortoise is now the tortoise isn’t there. So if the tortoise keeps moving, the arrow will never hit it.
It’ll keep getting closer and closer, but it’ll never hit it. QED.’

The next quote again mentions paradoxes:

The second, Achilles and the Tortoise, is prettymuch the paradox enunciated by Xeno, but with the hare replaced by the Greek hero Achilles. Achilles runs faster than the tortoise – face it, anyone can run faster than a tortoise – but he starts a bit behind, and can never catch up because whenever he reaches the place where the tortoise was, it’s moved on a bit. Like the ambiguous puzuma, by the time you get to it, it’s not there.

Rincewind learns about the Galapagos tortoises:

`There’s going to be monster creatures on these islands we’re heading for, yes?’
`How did you know that?’ said Ponder.
`It just came to me,’ said Rincewind gloomily. `So there are monsters?’ `Oh, yes. Giants of their kind.’
`With big teeth?’
`No, not really. They’re tortoises.’
`How big?’
`About the size of an easy chair, I think.’
Rincewind looked suspicious.
`How fast?’
`I don’t know. Not very fast.’

Another fragment about Galapagos:

There were the spectacular giant tortoises that had given the islands their name. Darwin measured the circumference of one as seven feet (2m). There were iguanas, and birds – boobies, warblers, finches.

The last selected quote is about a turtle with wheels (shown on the cover), a creature developed by evolution god, a deity living in the discworld:

`That’s a giant tortoise!’ said Darwin, as it trundled past. `That at least is something – oh!’
`Yes.’
`It’s on wheels!’
`Oh, yes. He’s very keen on wheels. He thinks wheels should work.’
The tortoise turned quite professionally and rolled to a halt by a cactus, which it proceeded to eat,
daintily, until there was a hiss and it sagged sideways.
‘Oh,’ said a voice from the air. `Bad luck. Tyre bladder punctured. It’s the everlasting problem of the
strength of the integument versus the usage rate of the mucus.’

Author: XYuriTT

The Science of Discworld II – The Globe

Title: The Science of Discworld II – The Globe
Author(s): Terry Pratchett, Ian Stewart, Jack Cohen
Release year: 2002
Publisher: Ebury Press

Why in Database: This book is the second volume of a four-book series. Repeatingly, these books can definitely be described as popular science, with the addition of Discworld. The chapters are arranged in turns, one about the magicians from the unseen university (generally shorter) and one about science in a broad sense. In the second volume we have issues related to the development of people and their culture. We habe fewer turtle elements here than in the first volume, below we have selected five more interesting:

The first example is a description of how narration works:

On Discworld, the eighth son of an eighth son must become a wizard. There’s no escaping the power of story: the outcome is inevitable. Even if, as in Equal Rites, the eighth son of an eighth son is a girl. Great A’Tuin the turtle must swim though space with four elephants on its back and the entire Discworld on top of them, because that’s what a world-bearing turtle has to do. The narrative structure demands it.

In the next selected passage, turtles (tiny) are chosed as one of the examples of animal hatchlings that delight people.

We, as a species, don’t only specialise in storytelling. Just as with the other specialities above, our species has a few more oddities. Probably the most odd characteristic that our elvish observer would note is our obsessive regard for children. We not only care for our own children, which is entirely to be expected biologically, but for other people’s children, too; indeed for other humankind’s children (we often find foreign-looking children more attractive than our own); indeed for the children of all land vertebrate species. We coo over lambs, fawns, newly hatched turtles, even tadpoles!

The next two fragments are description of the events and a quotation from Small Gods, one of Pratchett’s books:

The Great God’s manifestation takes the form of a small tortoise. Brutha finds this hard to believe:
I’ve seen the Great God Om … and he isn’t tortoise-shaped. He comes as an eagle, or a lion, or a mighty bull. There’s a statue in the Great Temple. It’s seven cubits high. It’s got bronze on it and everything. It’s trampling infidels. You can’t trample infidels when you’re a tortoise.

Brutha has a much simpler vision of Omnianism: it is something for individuals to live by. Vorbis shows Brutha a new instrument that he has had made: an iron turtle upon which a man or woman can be spreadeagled, with a firebox inside. The time it takes for the iron to heat up will give them plenty of time to reflect on their heresies. In a flash of prophecy, Brutha realises that its first victim will be himself. And in due course, he finds himself chained to it, and uncomfortably warm, with Vorbis watching over him, gloating. Then the Great God Om intervenes, dropped from the talons of an eagle.
One or two people, who had been watching Vorbis closely, said later that there was just time for his expression to change before two pounds of tortoise, travelling at three metres per second, hit him between the eyes. It was a revelation. And that does something to people watching. For a start, they believe with all their heart.

The last fragment is about the differences in perception of the universe, which is much more constant for the earth than for the disk, where A’Tuin’s interventions occur sometimes:

Everything ticked and tocked and turned for them like a great big machine. There were rules. Things stayed the same. The same reliable stars came up every night. Planets didn’t disappear because they’ve wandered too close to a flipper and been flicked far away from the sun.

Author: XYuriTT