They breed. Coat hangers breed. Well in Spain they do.
Just a year or so ago I removed all the various coat hangers from the wardrobes and purchased new ones. All the same. Made of wood. Some with a wooden bar across from the two ends to fold trousers over some without the bar. Most were made of dark wood but a few light coloured wooden ones were there as well. They were left in the wardrobes for every visitor to use. they looked good all lined up hanging there waiting in line for some use. All the same size, symmetrical, regimented, at attention. I felt good that day I remember. I had somehow tapped in to the neat and orderly side of my physche that is deeply hidden and rarely seen from me. I looked on Wednesday and they have multiplied. Jeez have they multiplied. Like rabbits. Where the fuck did they come from? Most, but not all of the wooden ones have gone. Perhaps they’ve died off having shagged themselves to death procreating. I now have a wardrobe full of multicoloured offspring. Plastic ones mainly – of all shapes and sizes. Wood begating wood equals plastic of any hue it appears. Some with little hooks on the corners as well as a bar across. I guess these are the female of the species as they are more brightly coloured and have a serrated bar across as some adornment.
I had simply wanted to make the wardobes neater by getting all the same hanging there. I hadn’t realised that I was colonising. But if I was then why are they all different? I should feel like God I suppose, but one look at the mish mash and sheer number of types, sizes and styles of hangers now habiting my wardrobes shows how difficult it is to get a breed of identical prodiginy. No wonder Mengele struggled with cloning little Adolfs in The Boys from Brazil. It’s impossible with just coat hangers apparently.