Pérez-Miles and colleagues found B. lennoni in 2005 in a trap at a scientific station in Caxiuana, a national forest whose name roughly translates to "place full of snakes" in the Tupi language.
Friday, October 24, 2014
"New Tarantula (Not Beetle) Named After John Lennon"
"I have been waiting for a while to dedicate a species to Lennon because I am a fan of the Beatles," study leader Fernando Pérez-Miles, an entomologist at Uruguay's University of the Republic, wrote in an email. "I decided not to wait anymore."
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B. lennoni?
If the "B" stands for Boris, I'd have gone with John Entwistle.
Anyway, you know how I've come to dislike the lectures on evolutionary psychology?
There are lots of reasons, but here's one: The guy prattles on and on about stuff like how women's reproductive strategies and sexual selection have made us all the progeny of a master race of proficient rapists, but he hasn't said one freaking word about our unreasoning fear of things that move like spiders or that have the beady eyes of a snake or a rat. Not that I can recall, anyway.
Guess that doesn't rattle anybody's cage.
To his credit, he did spend about 20 minutes on how rape is a bad thing.
The key to stopping it is understanding evolutionary psychology, apparently, whatever the heck that's supposed to mean.
Going off of the Goliath Birdeater thread I guess tarantulas are cool. But check out these little fuckers:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mq-r20mlGes
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d_yYC5r8xMI
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wLosEnZ-ms0
Ok. Another spider thread simply cries out for this classic parody. No, it doesn't have anything to do with the commenter "Crack".
The little sandy colored house lizards in the Philippines reproduce by rape. They live behind the curtains and eat mosquitoes, that's why people put up with them in the house. The males chase down the females and grab them by the throat and forcibly mate with them. While this is happening, the females toe nails turn bright red. I think of this every time I see a woman with bright red nail polish--something to do with the reptile brain I think. They leave little M&M sized eggs around the house.
Mallard ducks do it, too. Group effort. Nasty to watch. Good luck figuring out who's the father.
There's something called a scorpion fly. Jams the female's leg into this receptacle he's got. Then it's spooge time.
Nature. Red in tooth and claw and blasting it's spunk all over the place.
Whether she wants it or not.
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