Bienvenido a Historias Acuícolas

Empiezo a olvidar aquellas cosas que en un momento determinado constituyeron un hecho relevante en mi vida, mi memoria ya no es lo que era y no quisiera perder todo lo que se ha ido almacenando en mí en forma de recuerdos. No sé cuánto de lo que recuerdo es real o es ficticio, he olvidado si es una experiencia propia o inventada, si me pasó a mí o si me lo contaron, lo que sí que creo es que es importante.

domingo, 25 de noviembre de 2018

Sea bream and sex


Ilustración: Jordi Carreras Doll, "a bit out their head" 
We all have a sexual identity set since conception as a result of a random distribution—X or Y. But the sex we will end up showing—a quirk of Nature—doesn't have to be determined by this biological fact. Neuropsychological references that explain this behaviour can be found in, for example, the famous Wikipedia, where we're told that the term “sexual identity” contains two well-distinguished concepts: identity and sexuality. What a truism.

Let's dig into it. One thing is the idea that each individual has of himself. What we feel we are no matter what we truly are. Quite another is identity. To be honest, it comes to be more or less the same, but explained differently—it's like being something that is aware of another. Clear, right?


Thus, we can see that the concept of sexual identity is relatively easy to apply to human nature, and although it could cause one or two conflicts regarding identity or sexuality, it is right and tolerable—as long as it doesn't bring discrimination. Do not psychologists deserve to live?

It is obvious that nobody knows anything about sea breams... I think there is no condom company, however famous it may be or means it may have, that has dared determine what's sex like for sea breams. That's because sea breams have—attention, check it out, read it well—six sexes!

Yes, you've read it right, six.

Biology purists are cautioned to refrain from getting into detail, experience has proved right. And if we add to that the bloody fact of using biopsies on fish that—due to the terrible state of “sexual frenzy” they’ve fallen into—ended up dying of pure ecstasy, we can confirm it. There's no organism capable to endure such ups and downs of Nature. Not even mystical.

Sea breams belong to a family—meaning taxonomic—known as Sparidae. They are quite normal, quite common, and fully fish-y-shaped. But they've taken to hermaphroditism. But of course, they're not hermaphrodites as God intended—well, maybe I went too far—like, for example, snails, kings of true hermaphroditism. No. Forget it.

Let me explain myself.

These sea breams found out it is much funnier to alternate hermaphroditism throughout life, and play with it if possible. Some genus of this family like to start savouring the sweetness of the feminine side, and then go over to the masculine—just like the dark side on Star Wars but with sex. Others, however, like to do it the other way around.

Sea breams are one of the latter, and yet they also have a distinctive feature—they like to take their time to decide it. In the meantime, individuals may conclude it is preferable to continue being what they are for the rest of their lives, and thus they will remain unchanged. They can start trying with the other sex, and if they don't like it, just turn it back. They give it a try and find something interesting but not enough, so they keep both sexes but still a little more of one than the other. It all may end up being quite confusing if one's more of one sex than the other, so they keep both equally. Finally, they have the ability to decide having no sex at all, meaning they settle for none.

It's madness! I'm so jealous!

Knowing this sophisticated and complex mechanism of the way sex is understood gave us many headaches. Obviously! Especially if the speed at which these changes occur is determined by the cohorts who make up the breeding lot.

Let’s see if I make myself clear.

Imagine you've already decided what you want to be, and that everything is more or less clear. Well, a change made in the original population—for example, individuals being replaced because of age, some unexpected death or the need to generate new lots adapted to the output—will probably disrupt our organisation and expectations.

No, it's not like in the lottery—not at all. But there is no certainty that changes will finally meet our expectations. Moreover, these changes may be different depending on the season they're made.

I’ll try to explain myself again.

If changes are made or new members join the population before the spawning season—that is before the time of year they should reproduce, it is possible that those in doubt at first but now determined to change decide not to. So, what a mess. If, otherwise, these changes are made after the spawning season, the odds are that the transition would speed up a lot. So much that those we thought would be one thing, would turn out to be the other.

Let's see if I make myself clear once and for all.

Sea breams are known to be protandrous sequential hermaphrodites—is that all! As already mentioned, hermaphrodite is for the fact that each individual reproduces as male and as female during their lives, which makes this animal slightly a “pain in the gonads”. The sequential part is because they should start as one sex and then transition to the other, not exhibit both sexes at a time—ha! And protandrous is because they mature first as males, nearly the only thing that truly happens.

After a peaceful childhood living in the angelic limbo of sexual indifference, at about the age of two—or when the individual weighs around 250 grams, starts growing fuzz, ahem, I mean... the first glimpse of male gonads appear. Still, they produce nothing. In other words, these gonads are decorative (very fitting the “like in many men” comment, but I won't make it).

After a while and a bit chubbier, he shows bulge, ahem, I mean... his gonads are perfectly formed, and they can produce plenty of sperm—that he's a virile male (I'll spare myself to mention things like quantity doesn't always go hand in hand with quality). And he likes to go on like that for a couple of years, until he gets bored and decides it is better to discover new experiences (“which many men would like”—I couldn't hold my tongue).

The oddest thing about this stage is that he keeps his male functions while developing female gonads, and that these could be feminized by 80 per cent and still produce sperm with the remaining 20 per cent—what a macho! (Sometimes we are useful!)

What comes next is the senselessness of sex taken to extremes, with that period of yes and no, of this and that, of yes and no but also... The individual may function as a male but without producing sperm (useless), as an immature female (same) or, since he doesn't see the big picture, he just turns back to what he already knows, and stays as a male—which was quite well and what certainly most men would do when realising how whiny we are... Well, it also pisses us off. These males are never content.

Ilustración: Susón Aguilera "The original one"
But fortunately, there are always individuals who ensue Nature's plan, and who decide they should end up being what in fact they are supposed to be—meaning females, and guarantee the future of their species. Luckily. Although most succeed and develop into a stunning, fertile female, it might be that some (fully developed and without a trace of male gonads) don't feel like it, that they're not sure—the female part is OK, but laying eggs all the time doesn't suit them. And they just hang in there. Waiting to inherit the throne, that's actually what happens, as a Queen so, when the dominant, old females move away, they can bloom with an extraordinary force—or not. Oh, dear! Because they may be overtaken by a newly, freshly-young female.

Wasn't I clear?

Ah, and this is not the most complicated case. Go figure!



The translator
Lorena Castell.
De cría pensaba que al hacerme mayor sería una sirena, como quien quiere ser médico. Ahora, algo más crecidita y convencida de que en otra vida fui un pez, me dedico a corregir y a traducir. Para mí un planazo es ver documentales «de peces» (como diría mi padre), así que no es de extrañar que disfrute reescribiendo historias marinas, ¿no? Y si encima hablan de reproducción, mejor. Ahora mi vocabulario cuenta con un gran repertorio sexual. Y, oye, eso que me llevo…




The illustrator
Biólogo y acuicultor primigenio. Lleva 30 años gestionando y diseñando proyectos acuícolas alrededor de toda Europa, el Magreb, África occidental y América latina. En todo caso amigo y generoso, hasta tal punto que me ha permitido usar esta magnífica ilustración. Gracias