Bugging & debugging life

February 23, 2007

Of all the animals, man is the only one that…

Filed under: Debugging — femalebug @ 1:39 pm

I remember being taught at school that humans were so much different from animals because of many traits: they were the only one specie able to make & use tools, had a language, etc.

Nowadays these 2 particular abilities are crossed of the list as chimpanzees use spears to hunt mammals, crows use tools to gather food and chimpanzees can be taught to use the American Sign Language.

Today, today’s issue of Nature has a paper saying that one more once thought exclusive human behavior, planning for the future, has been identified in scrub-jays. These birds are capable of storing up to 100,000 nuts in 30,000 different caches, and retrieving the stored food up to 9 months later.

Come to think about it, why this is news? Ants store food for winter, dogs hide bones [hope you don’t need link for that, do you?].

Sure, the birds have exceptional memory.

It’s good studies have been made also to research unique animal behaviors. Men don’t have collective minds.

What makes humans unique? And how many abilities from this list will be crossed off in the future?

If you were to finish the phrase:

Of all the animals, man is the only one that…

what would you say?


February 21, 2007

Big boobs issue

Filed under: Debugging — femalebug @ 10:25 pm

Why do men like big boobs?

Seems like a trivial question, no?

But still. Seems like the bigger, the better.

Have you notice that no other animal displays this feature all the time? Females grow them only when needed. Why keep such burden all your life when most of the time you won’t need it?

One theory is that at the beginning, women’s breasts formed when breast-feeding babies, just like the rest of the animal kingdom. This was a sign that the woman was unavailable to have (another) child and so, kept interested men at bay.

But women weren’t content with this situation so decided to have breasts all the time and, in doing so, to keep man guessing and at their disposition.

One other way to explain it is that bigger breasts mean more milk, so a woman displaying such a feature will be more attractive to a man that wants to insure best opportunities for his child.

I wonder how many men consider these possibilities when drooling over the playmate of the month: oh, me, big man, you, big boobs, fun all night long, when actually his brain is saying let’s multiply and rule the world.

Isn’t it interesting how basic instincts make us see the things beautiful, attractive, without even revealing themselves?

February 7, 2007

Eternal embrace

Filed under: Debugging — femalebug @ 10:23 pm

Eternal embrace

Two skeletons were found in eternal embrace.
It appears they have been hugging each other for the last 5000 years.

Everybody is moved to tears imagining eternal love…

What about other possibilities? Maybe they were enemies trying to kill each other or maybe they were just freezing out and tried to warm them selves.

I’m not saying that it wouldn’t be nice to have a Romeo and Juliet here.

And you might say that as long we cannot know the truth, what’s wrong in imagining a beautiful story?

Just that human nature is such that sometimes it looks upon the past with pink feelings, disregarding facts that don’t look good in a pink shade.

One little example: the medieval times. You saw all that romantic movies with kings and queens and all the clean, beautiful cloths etc. What they don’t show it’s that these people only took a bath once a year (the most open-minded of them all). They really believed the water is bad for you.

This doesn’t mean they were less human than you and me, just they didn’t smell of roses like they are portrayed to.

What if the people were shown this side of story, how the scenario will be?

Imagine a gentleman calling for his Juliet in the middle of the night. While he is reciting the most romantic poem, you can see his teeth are almost gone and can fell his breath killing the rose he gently holds in his hand.

Impressed by his gesture and worried the night will be short and they will not have time to catch the witch hunt advertised for midnight, Juliet
throws her self in his arms. A close-up shows her hair in slow motion waiving in the air and a whole family of lice flying, flying away.

Bad luck and a thunder strucks them, a quack opens the ground and they are joined in an eternal embrace just to be discovered 1 billion years later by 1 little green alien that will extrapolate, with a myriad of instruments at hand, that love is eternal .

A space movie will be made and one green Juliet will kiss a green Romeo under a beautiful red sun and audience will be moved to tears.

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