Serious explanation here: she's teaching them the instinct of being alert around enclosure openings! For example, if these were wild cats living in a bush, they'd run the risk of a larger predator running up to the opening and grabbing one of them. The mother cat is also only bapping them lightly without claws, so those slaps are more of an annoyance meant to get the kittens' attention, and to teach them to keep their eyes out for potential threats.
It was a huge milestone of scientific and technological advancement. (Plus, at the time, politically significant). Humanity went to space! We set foot on a celestial body that was not earth for the first time in human history! That’s a big deal! I’ve never thought about it before but now that I have, it’s ridiculous to me that that’s not part of our everyday lives and the public consciousness anymore. Why don’t we have a public holiday and a family barbecue about it. Why have I never seen the original broadcast of the moon landing? It should be all over the news every year!
It’s July 20th. That’s the day of the moon landing. Next year is going to be the 54th anniversary. I’m ordering astronaut shaped cookie cutters on Etsy and I’m going to have a goddamn potluck. You’re all invited.
PITCH: We call it Moon Day, and then every 7 years when it falls on a Monday, that's an even BIGGER deal and we call that Moon Day Monday and go absolutely apeshit about it (the next Moon Day Monday is in 2026 so we have a couple trial runs first)
remember how utterly inescapable how i met your mother used to be with the memes and references and barney and bro code and wait for it... and then the finale was so hated it vanished overnight
The finale so successfully erased the show from public consciousness, that when people tried to come up with a name for the "extremely popular show with finale so bad that people just immediately stop talking about it" phenomenon, people called it... the Game of Thrones Effect. HIMYM got memoryholed so hard that people forgot it even existed
me holding a gun to a mushroom: tell me the name of god you fungal piece of shit
mushroom: can you feel your heart burning? can you feel the struggle within? the fear within me is beyond anything your soul can make. you cannot kill me in a way that matters
me cocking the gun, tears streaming down my face: I’M NOT FUCKING SCARED OF YOU
Eva sends a message to Erid to which she’ll never get a reply.
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Dr. Grace,
You should know our efforts to farm taumoeba were wildly successful due to your excellent work at Tau Ceti. We were able to launch a probe to introduce them into Venus’s atmosphere only ten months after the arrival of the beetles. They appear to be thriving and the sun’s luminosity is increasing exponentially. We are not out of the woods—even when the sun reaches its full brightness, the repercussions of the climate crisis of the last two decades will be with us for generations, and we have lost millions, as we knew we would. But we will endure.
You were gracious to me in your message. I will not say “I told you so.” I will not apologize either. However, I will tell you I would not have chosen for things to go this way. I think that is the closest I can honestly come to remorse. My violation of you is the reason life on our planet will continue. I cannot regret that.
By the time you receive this, I will likely be dead. I have guaranteed myself the last word, and I will be responsible with it. Therefore, I will acknowledge that you almost certainly retain a certain amount of anger, hurt, and resentment toward me for betraying you. We were friends, I know. I didn’t intend that, but we were. I am sorry for that much. I am sorry that I slipped up and befriended you, however distant I was about it. It was selfish of me and it made things more painful for us both. I will not insult you with the details of my own suffering, but it has been significant and mostly foreseen and inevitable. I wish I had spared each of us from unnecessary anguish.
I will let the news reports and letters express the depths of Earth’s gratitude to you and your Eridian counterpart. They represent mine as well.
I don’t know whether returning to Earth is possible for you, or whether you want to. Frankly, I do not think I would wish it for you. You have been gone a long time, and I think the changes you would find would alarm and upset you. What’s more, Earth has made you into something of a living saint. It is, on the surface, a kinder treatment than others of us have received, but I suspect experiencing it in person would have its own sting.
I hope Erid is taking care of you, and that you are fed and healthy and content for the rest of your days, whatever you choose. You are constantly in my thoughts, for what that may be worth.