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aadmelioraa

anyway female characters get to be cunning and selfish and opportunistic too. y’all say you want strong female characters but the moment they show any kind of agency you crucify them while the male characters who show those same traits in the same media are excused or woobified. masculine characters get to be conflicted and self serving while we ascribe them hidden depths but god forbid a woman do something that’s not completely pure or altruistic for five goddamn seconds. 

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dkpsyhog

You know how canaries were historically brought into coal mines, because if the mine was full of carbon monoxide the canary would die first and the miners would be able to escape before they died too?

I just found the greatest thing.

This is a canary resuscitator.

When the miners notice the canary getting sick with carbon monoxide poisoning, they can close that circular hatch so no more gas gets into the canary cage, and open the valve on that oxygen tank to keep the canary breathing. In other words, they made a spacesuit for birds.

By immediately giving the canary access to clean air, the miners can save it from the poison. The bird lives. To be clear, this is not for economic purposes, this was specifically created because the miners felt bad and wanted to save the bird.

Isn’t that just the perfect demonstration of what humans are like? We started sacrificing small creatures to save ourselves, and then felt bad and spent our valuable resources on saving the critters too. Because yeah the canary was the only way to test for CO, but it’s a living creature too, dammit!

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The context is that this person had to euthanize one of their cows

Twitter put the first tweet on my timeline because the algorithm thought I would like it (?!)

The reply had me pressing my face to the keyboard laughing in that way that one laughs when something is funny but also terrible

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gosh but like we spent hundreds of years looking up at the stars and wondering “is there anybody out there” and hoping and guessing and imagining

because we as a species were so lonely and we wanted friends so bad, we wanted to meet other species and we wanted to talk to them and we wanted to learn from them and to stop being the only people in the universe

and we started realizing that things were maybe not going so good for us– we got scared that we were going to blow each other up, we got scared that we were going to break our planet permanently, we got scared that in a hundred years we were all going to be dead and gone and even if there were other people out there, we’d never get to meet them

and then

we built robots?

and we gave them names and we gave them brains made out of silicon and we pretended they were people and we told them hey you wanna go exploring, and of course they did, because we had made them in our own image

and maybe in a hundred years we won’t be around any more, maybe yeah the planet will be a mess and we’ll all be dead, and if other people come from the stars we won’t be around to meet them and say hi! how are you! we’re people, too! you’re not alone any more!, maybe we’ll be gone

but we built robots, who have beat-up hulls and metal brains, and who have names; and if the other people come and say, who were these people? what were they like?

the robots can say, when they made us, they called us discovery; they called us curiosity; they called us explorer; they called us spirit. they must have thought that was important.

and they told us to tell you hello.

this is far and away the most popular post i ever made on tumblr. people have asked me if they could illustrate it, people have asked me if they could turn it into a novella, people just messaged me to say it made them cry. that means more to me than i can say.

you probably heard that the mars opportunity rover died today. 

it was hard news to hear. i cried at my desk at work. it doesn’t make it easier that it was only supposed to run for 90 days at all; it doesn’t make it easier that it lived 14 years longer than it expected to. it lived a full life. it lived a very good life. it was the first set of eyes on miles and miles of mars. it was an explorer, it was tough, it was very, very brave. and none of that makes it easier, none of that makes it okay that it is not going to sing happy birthday to itself again.

about a year ago, my childhood cat died. i loved her more than anything. i don’t live near my family any more, and i wasn’t there for it, but my parents were, and they held her while her body gave out, and they say she knew she was with them, she knew she was loved.

i know opportunity was a computer inside a movable body, and not a person, or even an animal. still, i wish it had had people to hold it. i wish it had been with the people who cared for it. it seems very hard to me, to die so far from home.

but i think - to the extent to which we can say computers “know” things, which i think is a great deal; i think knowing is most of what computers do; i think if they have a consciousness, knowledge must be nearly all of it-

i think opportunity knew it was loved. 

every couple of months i dream that i’ve gone home and my cat’s there. even now, even though my grieving is over and done with, i visit her in my dreams, and i hold her, and every time, she purrs. she missed me. she’s so happy to be with me again.

that’s a very human thing, dreaming of what we’ve loved. what we’ve lost. dreaming things that outlast death. like robots, and singing.

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darthfar

Far, it’s two days after the end of Inktober, and only now you post ink drawings?? pfssh

Happy Fountain Pen Day 2018! Since tomorrow’s the 3rd of November, I thought it fitting to draw a memorial to one little Soviet dog who was sent to space and never came home ;_; Drawn with a (cheap!) Wing Sung 6359 (EF nib) and an old Waterman (M nib) on 200 gsm acid-free drawing paper (A4 size). Behold my atrocious lettering skills! I’m not going to name the ink because if you’re a fountain pen and ink enthusiast, you’ll likely know exactly what I used (and if you’re not…. well, isn’t Google fun? Hahahahaha). But just for kicks – The first person to send me the correct answer gets a pen doodle. ;)

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okay but this is a power move above any other

It gets even better, because he was doing all of this on a pitch black night. This dude swam towards a lure, slapped at it with his glove, and when it got caught; he let himself float and tugged on the line so the fisherman thought he had hooked a 100+ pound salmon. Once he was finally up to the shore, he turned a flashlight on in the guy’s face and walked out of the water, saying “good morning, gentlemen. State fish and game warden, you’re under arrest.“

At this point, the guy who had reeled him in had literally fallen over in shock, and the other people with him were scared shitless. The warden whipped some citations out of a plastic bag in his wetsuit, made the trespassers sign them, asked if they had any questions, and then gathered all of their fishing gear. And he just. Walked back into the river. And quietly swam away, without another word.

This man is a legend.

warden coming out of his river to shame fishermankind

A Hero

big fish energy

new favorite cryptid

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sweats pink?

Yes and no.

Hippos are several things[citation needed].  

Two of those things are brown and fearless.

You probably thought you knew what not giving a fuck looked like.

Well I’m here to tell you you’re wrong.

This is the ideal Zero Fucks Given.  You may not like it, but this is what PEAK FUCKLESS looks like:

That is a hippo getting in the way of a crocodile killing a wildebeest.

On purpose.

Hippos aren’t just not afraid of one of the largest and deadliest subspecies of crocodiles on Earth.  They ACTIVELY fuck with them, WHILE they’re eating.  They will harass crocodiles as they hunt, interrupt them while trying to feed, and just outright annoy them for fun.  They’ll chase crocodiles until they become exhausted (crocodiles have very limited stamina due to lactic acid buildup in their muscles and after short periods of intense activity they become nearly paralyzed with their need for rest), then after the crocodiles have dragged themselves onto the banks to rest in the sun, they’ll just keep on messing with them.  Nudge them, push them around, bite them to clean their teeth.

Hippos basically treat crocodiles like mobile toothbrushes that need to be harassed into submission first.  They will also outright kill crocodiles if they present a significant threat to their young, or when bull hippos need an outlet for their own toxic masculinity.  (Testosterone: Not Even Once.)

Or when they just hate crocodiles, because they really hate crocodiles.

Which is why it’s such a big deal when the near-mythical legendary crocodile from Burundi, Gustave, has reportedly been witnessed killing and eating a bull hippo.  A hippo is NOT an easy animal for a crocodile to kill, even an extraordinarily large crocodile.

But Gustave is the definition of an extraordinarily large crocodile:

That’s an adult female next to him, probably anywhere from 9-12 feet long.  She’s half his length.  His exact size is something that will probably never be determined because Nile Crocodiles are extremely difficult to capture alive (especially ones this big, experienced, and clever) and their remains are virtually impossible to recover if they die in the water.  But it’s likely Gustave’s size is comparable to the standing Guinness World Record holder, Lolong:

Except maybe bulkier due to the dietary differences in Nile and Saltwater crocs.  There’s some skepticism about Gustave’s size and probably healthy speculation about the accuracy of some of the things attributed to him (like that he has killed over 300 people and survived being shot with a rocket launcher; although he DOES have a few distinct scars from bullet wounds and his migratory patterns line up with dozens of human casualties).  And it’s possible that he is already dead, because it’s been a few years since there was a reliable sighting.

It IS within the realm of possibility for a Nile Crocodile to reach Gustave’s reported size, though – especially one who has spent so many years successfully avoiding humans.  I’ve linked a clone of this video before but mistakenly presented it as a Saltwater crocodile when the footage was in fact taken in the Okavango Delta in Botswana, in southern Africa:

The (Nile) crocodile in this video appears to be about twice the length of its distance from the camera, which looks to me like about 10-12 feet based on the apparent depth of the water and how far the camera is from where it crossed under the boat.  This is a HUGE crocodile.  I’d be more surprised if it wasn’t 20 feet long.  At least.

But basically, that’s about how big a crocodile needs to be for claims of it killing a bull hippo to be believable.  Crocodiles get big:

But it’s really not a small feat to take down Mother Nature’s Two Ton Staple Remover™ that thinks murder is fun:

So while crocodiles do like to eat hippos when they can (young hippos if they can isolate them from the protective mother/herd, adult hippos usually only when they are killed by other hippos, most often males in territorial disputes), hippos don’t have as much reason to be afraid of them as, say, any other living thing within ten feet of the water.  (There are videos of crocodiles attacking ELEPHANTS, which I will not link here because I’m already way off topic.)

Anyway, to the original point, one of the things hippos are besides fearless is brown.  Hippo skin is shades of brown.  Not pink.

The lightest and pinkest coloration is around the sensitive areas where the skin is thinner, especially around the eyes and ears, and parts of their jawline.

But sometimes, they do LOOK a lot more pink, especially when they are OUT OF THE WATER or when the sun is really intense:

(this particular image looks like it might have had some saturation boosting)

This is because hippos are very sensitive to DRY SKIN.  What makes their skin pink is not exactly sweat, it’s a reddish substance that basically acts as a natural moisturizer that protects their skin from drying out in the intense sun or when they come out of the water.  Sometimes people say, incorrectly, that they sweat blood (the second night picture just above is a good depiction of this because you can see it actually running down the side of its belly) because of this, but it’s just a substance that their skin produces to stay hydrated.  So they don’t TECHNICALLY sweat pink because it isn’t sweat, meant to regulate heat by cooling the body as it evaporates, but their skin does secrete a substance that does make them look more pink, but isn’t really sweat.  So yes and no.

In contrast, here’s a(n adorable) picture of a hippo fully submerged:

And okay, a few more for good measure:

What a bizarre combination of adorable and terrifying.

Also they’re the deadliest animal in Africa, which is saying something, so you should not fuck with them, probably.

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camwyn

I have a game I sometimes play called ‘Phrases That Cannot Mean Anything Good If They Appear In Your Obituary’. 

Up until this article I would have sworn ‘river of maggots’ was one such phrase.

Other word-strings of note: ... with the help of some technicians graciously loaned to them by colleagues, they dragged 6,000 pounds of dead pigs into their study plots and left them to rot. ...

Though not much is left of the three tons of dead pig they started with ...

Also this seems like a good thing to append this graphic to:

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