Dear agony ant,
As the only 52 Hertz-er, my songs are unintelligible to all other blue whales in existence. It has led to an incredibly lonely life, aimlessly wandering the Atlantic in search of someone I can connect with. In all these years, I have found no-one. As a result, my songs have slowly gone from fairly happy jigs to sad, mournful tales of loneliness, lust and the desire to belong. All I want in life is some company and another whale’s touch.
Blue Whale, Balaenoptera musculus (?)
Dear 52 hurts,
I really do feel for your plight, but I think it’s important to know that you’re not alone. Many individuals have lived alone from their species, and thrived. Lonesome George was the last known Pinta Island tortoise, and lived alone for over 40 years. He spent his last years getting female tortoises of related species thrust at him in the hopes that he would eventually father some offspring, which doesn’t sound like a bad way to go. In more recent times, scientists have found many blue whales have dialects and sing at different frequencies. It’s entirely possible that your community is out there. But what is really important for an enriching life is to start understanding what makes you happy as a whale and try and spend more time on your own interests and hobbies. And keep singing.