What’s wrong with Kansas? (lobster edition)

PZ Myers has the most astonishing film sequence up at Pharyngula, showing a lobster being bamboozled by a sea hare, a creature that might be regarded as God’s first shot at an image consultant: a spineless, brainless, bottom-feeder that looks nothing like its name. The one talent that the sea hare has is to squirt obfuscating clouds of ink, which turn out, to be beautifully chemically tuned to predators’ nervous systems. Hit a lobster with this goo and it finds all its buttons pressed at once. It doesn’t know whether to groom, dance, or pick its teeth. Meanwhile, the sea hare slithers off about its own business. I know — let’s call the sea hare Karl.