Category Archives: Evolution

The shocking origin of lard-butt

Lard

Spurred by the Dictators Club (aka the United Nations) latest solemn pronunciamento (dutifully trumpeted by the ever-unimaginative snooze media), count on CG at the bandwidth wastage station to find the humor.

All You Modern Men: Prepare To Die

From the New York Times:

27 Ways To Be A Modern Man.

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Thus when the modern man is confronted by a mass murderer in a gun-free zone (the only sort of place he will frequent), he cannot defend himself or others. So he cries. Often. He cries when others die. He cries when it’s his turn to die.

Evolution has found him out. The rest of us will be better off without him. But the New York Times will have lost a subscriber.

Via Instapundit.

UPDATE:  Indeed, “Americans seem to be losing their martial spirit, their tendency to run toward the danger, guns in hand, rather than submit, bow their heads, and wait for the inevitable to consume them.”

Like the NYT’s wussy “Modern Man.”

Hairdo

trumpbloom

(Click to Biggerize and read/watch/look/listen. Just click-er-roo!)

But don’t get me wrong. If Trump is nominated, I’ll sure as hell vote for him. I’d prefer Carly. But, shoot, I’d vote for a used floor mop before I’d vote for Ma Barker, that crooked, lyin’…

Trump may be lyin’, too. Carly may be lyin’, even. But there ain’t no “may be” with Ma and her gang of thieves.

UPDATE:  Trump implodes. Now there’s a surprise. Let’s all get on the outrage bus now.

More than ever I think the NY Dems threw him into the mix to embarrass the GOP. Not that they embarrass all that easily. I mean they took back the Congress and have done nothing they promised to do. A pox on both their houses!

Reversing our fertility decline?

Every now and then I’ll read some twaddle about how humanity will soon over-populate the Earth, increase mass species extinctions, use up all available resources, etc., etc. Such babble ignores the worldwide decline in fertility rates since 1980 that ought to make people worry more in the other direction.

“Ecologists calculate that human populations require a fertility rate of 2.1 births per female to offset deaths,” writes ecologist Jim Steele. “A fertility rate below 2.1 causes the population to decline, while a higher fertility rate causes population to grow. In the 1950s, the decade of Baby Boomers, the USA had a fertility rate that averaged 3.7.

“By 1980 the rate dropped to 1.8. Now due largely to immigration, a slightly higher fertility rate stands at 2.0. Worldwide fertility rates similarly dropped from 2.67 in 1950 to 2.02 in 2000. These lower rates suggest the global human population will soon plateau and then decline. Thus decreasing population pressures will not cause an accelerating extinction rate. These decreasing fertility rates should be a cause for optimism.”

Unless, of course, you worry about civilization collapsing from too few new people coming along to sustain it. But maybe there’s a new trend in the opposite direction the demographers haven’t noticed yet. One of the adult beginner violinists I encountered at the orchestra workshop a few weeks ago was a young, Anglo woman who said that since her youngest finally had been weaned, she was taking the opportunity to be something other than a baby machine.

She has five children. You don’t look old enough to have five children, I said. Oh, I’m old, she replied, believe me, I’m old. She said the five were an accident, since two of them were twins. She and her husband had only planned on four.

Four. In an age when one or none is the rule among American Anglos. Maybe she and her husband are an aberration. Or maybe they’re a sign of an impending return to the 3.7 of the 1950s.

Via Watts Up With That.

The Why And How Of Landing Rockets

“Even given everything we’ve learned, the odds of succeeding on our third attempt to land on a drone ship (a new one named “Of Course I Still Love You”) are uncertain, but tune in here this Sunday as we try to get one step closer toward a fully and rapidly reusable rocket.”

Good explanation, with pix and video, from SpaceX. Good luck, y’all.

UPDATE:  The SpaceX rocket Sunday never had a chance to attempt a landing. It blew up shortly after launch. The first loss in 19 tries. Thank goodness it wasn’t manned.

Hildabeast survives end-of-the-world

Novelist Neal Stephenson’s latest, Seveneves, uncharacteristically concerns contemporary scifi’s usual destruction of the Earth. Uncharacteristically because Stephenson is a technology-optimist. At least his destruction (which is not, thankfully, of the global warming, climate-change variety) leads to a greater future, albeit 5,000 years later.

Along the way his epic tweaks some contemporary politics, including creating a duplicitous Hildabeast-like American president. She, alone among the world’s leaders, contrives to survive, almost destroys the other survivors, and eventually claims a place among the seven Eves of the title who will reestablish humankind and the Earth.

And the restoration (with the indispensable aid of an Elon Musk-like private space entrepreneur and a science popularizer who almost mirrors Neil deGrasse Tyson) is more spectacular than most of the destroyed achievements.

Political Correctness has never been Stephenson’s hobby horse. The villains of his previous novel Reamde, for instance, were jihadist Muslims. So his Hillary (her husband and daughter dead and a Muslim woman sidekick her only initial solace) is every bit as untrustworthy and unlikable as the real one. Even her principal descendant in the novel is dishonest.

Stephenson’s stories generally are more about technology than writing style and Seveneves is no exception, though his characters are convincingly and usually sympathetically drawn. In the main, Seveneves is hard science fiction with some engineering, genetic and orbital-mechanics complexity. As usual with this author, however, it’s explained well and is worth the effort it takes to follow it.

Evolution in action

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Consider yourself fortunate. Evolution usually moves too slowly to be witnessed. But not this time. A clear case of draining the shallow end of the gene pool.

Via Simply Jews.