If only these bad boys of the plant world would read the botanical literature, they would know that they are supposed to bloom at night, hence the colloquial name Night Blooming Cereus. I took this photograph in the morning and later had a little epiphany–my gosh, there seems to be little excuse for this sort of ignorance. Today, all a self-respecting epiphytic cactus has to do is search the internet for protocols regarding flowering habits. Gone are the days of having to find mobile libraries and having to deal with books that are out of date, and, even more worryingly, having to endure the unwholesome glow of haughty librarians. And even though I am not prone to vaticinate, I reckon that cactus of the future will rely heavily on information gleaned from search engines. Can running for political office or spearheading a death cult be far behind? The inglorious future is full of uncertainties; however, I am confident that educated plant life is the key to our success, because there seems to be little hope of educated man ever getting his sorry act together.