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When you’re watching TV and your sibling gets out of the good chair to get a drink

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sibling culture is willingly dehydrating yourself for hours to avoid giving up the seat you EARNED

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Critical Fashion: Live

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In 7th grade our teacher made us submit an essay into a competition sponsored by a drug-free campaign. The essay basically had to be about how drugs are bad and our pledge to never do drugs. My friend won first place out of the entire district and the reward was a check for $40 to be used towards college. The check was written so that it couldn’t be redeemed until 2017 (the year we graduated) and my friend just now cashed it. She then proceeded to buy 7 grams of weed with her drug-free essay prize money.

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now that is big dick energy

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Norwegian prisons are nicer than my apartment.

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holy shit dude

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I was really shocked by this and dubious, so I decided to read further. There’s a great article about this here: http://www.bbc.com/news/magazine-35813470 As it turns out, this is more like a halfway house. Prisoners usually begin their term in a prison more like one we’d typically recognize - bars on the windows, locked in their cells. But the emphasis there is on successful reintegration into society. As their sentence progresses, with good behavior, they can move into a facility more like this, where their freedoms are still restricted, but they can do things like network with people outside of prison, search for employment, cook and clean and look after themselves, and begin making plans for their reintegration into society. As a result, Norway has one of the lowest rates of recidisvism. 20% as opposed to America’s 76%. It seems like a shocking idea to us because of where and how we live, but apparently, Norwegians are addressing the real problem. When you take people who can’t function well in society, and then…help them do that?…they….do. Without the crime-ing.

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Turns out treating people like human beings makes them more likely to act like human beings….

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But won’t that incentivize some people to go back there since they get treated so well and get a nice room versus the streets?

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If you read the post above, it says Norway’s recidivism rate - that is, the rate of released criminals who go on to be arrested again - is 20% versus 76% in the United States, so for the most part, no.

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Isn’t that white-lined black cross on a red field flag a Nazi flag? Are we going to talk about how wonderful it is a Nazi gets a nice halfway house?

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when i saw this i couldn’t believe it didn’t have music

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I hope to one day exude as much raw energy as this man does.

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the god of chaos

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BLOOD AND BONE

everyone knows dragons aren’t real. any scientist will tell you that tales of giant flying beasts wreaking havoc from the sky is a total made up myth for little babies and also it’s not true.

but today, I’m going to let you in on a little secret:

scientists can be liars sometimes.

welcome to an all-new episode of Weird Biology and today, you are going to learn about a fucking dragon.

FIRE AND BLOOD! FIRE AND BLOOD! FIRE AND BLOOD!

even though it looks like a creature straight out of medieval myth, the Bearded Vulture is (allegedly) a bird! also called the Lämmergeier or Ossifrage (both metal as shit but difficult to pronounce), the Bearded Vulture can be found in mountain ranges across Europe and Asia.

but before we get much further, I need to give you a proper sense of scale. Bearded Vultures have wingspans of up to nine feet, weigh up to 17 pounds and can be almost four feet tall.

this fucking thing is at eye-level to a third grader.

like 8-year-olds don’t have enough problems already. jesus.

and not only are they fucking huge, they’re they’re also smart. like, crows are smart, right? imagine a four foot tall crow with knives for feet, the face of a velociraptor and a sheer delight in anarchy. that’s the Bearded Vulture.

Bearded Vultures have complex social structures and advanced personal relations, but their intelligence shines best in the way they hunt.

yes, hunt. most vultures on the planet will only deign to eat things that have already died on their own, but the Bearded Vulture will sometimes… cut out the middleman. so to speak.

and then they eat him.

unlike other birds of prey, Bearded Vultures don’t rely on their claws to get a meal. instead, they have adopted a much more efficient and game-breaking method.

imagine you’re hiking alone through the mountains when suddenly HOLY SHIT a feathery dragon swoops out of nowhere and knocks you right the fuck off a cliff to your tragic and untimely death. it sounds like something from a Game of Thrones episode, but this regularly happens to tortoises, goats, and and in one really strange instance a monitor lizard.

nobody ever said nature was nice.

after the prey has met its doom via physics engine abuse, the Bearded Vulture swoops down for a meal and is promptly sued by George R. R. Martin for copyright violation.

(ha ha! this was a joke! a funny joke! PLEASE DO NOT SUE ME, MR. MARTIN!)

seriously though, one of the most interesting and alarming aspects of the Bearded Vulture (out of many, so many) is their diet. once they have either found or “helped make” a carcass, they get down to business: they eat the bones, and only the bones.

that’s probably the most metal fact I’ve ever listed about a bird and I have listed a LOT of bird facts.

it’s right there in the name, “Ossifrage”, which means “bone-breaker”. (and that’s the SECOND most metal fact I’ve ever listed about a bird, by the way.)

Bearded Vultures are the only bird whose diet is almost exclusively bones. like, we’re talking 85%-90% here. it’s a very high number.

they swallow smaller bones whole, and crack the larger ones open by abusing physics again and flinging them off cliffs. it’s worth all that effort for the sweet sweet bone marrow hidden inside.

probably means they never have to worry about calcium deficiencies, either.

but most importantly, it means that Bearded Vultures have little to no direct competition! this cool bone-eating trick means that they’re the only predators in the area even interested in the stupid things. every other scavenger only wants the soft parts, meager fools that they are.

the only thing that a Bearded Vulture really needs to worry about is other Bearded Vultures. (and humans, but more on that later.) to ward other vultures off, they rub red dirt into their feathers and perform elaborate threat displays. the deeper and more visceral the red, the higher-status the vulture.

you can experience this effect yourself! simply dunk yourself in stage blood and then board your nearest public transportation device. the best seat is instantly yours! provided that nobody else is bloodier than you.

but all of this ridiculous dragon bullshit comes with a price.

in the middle ages, humans in europe were convinced that Bearded Vultures would: a) eat their sheep, and b) carry off and eat small children. (they were right about the sheep thing, to be fair.)

but because of these beliefs, frightened parents hunted down and slaughtered Bearded Vultures wherever they found them. and it turns out even an avian dragon is no match for projectile weapons.

the Bearded Vulture population in the Alps was completely wiped out by the 18th century.

nothing motivates multiple generations of a human population like “THIS THING WILL EAT MY CHILDREN”.

but there is good news! Bearded Vultures are much more appreciated these days, and they have been successfully reintroduced to the Alps. they’re still going strong in the Himalayas, and also Ethiopia.

let’s hope these real-world dragons stick around and terrorize future generations of humans with their blood red feathers and horrific table manners.

FIRE AND BLOOD! FIRE AND BLOOD! FIRE AND BLOOD!

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IMAGE SOURCES

img1- Indiana Times img2- he.wikipedia.org img3- birdpictures.pro img4- Mother Nature Network img5- Mike Watson img6- itv.com img7- Korkeasaari Zoo img8- Wired img9- inews.co.uk

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To give you a sightly better idea how bog these things are:

Please note how this bird is comparable in size to the man’s whole torso.

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what’s the mood for july?

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I didn’t know Mr. T pityed fool’s that weren’t woke, but that’s awesome. #respect

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“I think about my father being called ‘boy’, my uncle being called ‘boy’, my brother, coming back from Vietnam and being called ‘boy’. So I questioned myself: “What does a black man have to do before he’s given the respect as a man?” So when I was 18 years old, when I was old enough to fight and die for my country, old enough to drink, old enough to vote, I said I was old enough to be called a man. I self-ordained myself Mr. T so the first word out of everybody’s mouth is “Mr.” That’s a sign of respect that my father didn’t get, that my brother didn’t get, that my mother didn’t get.“

-Mr. T on the subject of his name