I wish you’d do some research before just spouting out any old crap. If you took two seconds just to LOOK at the picture, you’d see that it’s not a mother and her newborn. You can tell from the size and position of the rotors that it’s actually a hunting male. Also it’s a commonly known fact that whilst all helicopters are born with red tails, this fades to white in males, by the time they’ve reached adulthood. In females, the red has changed to a deep brown.
So this isn’t a lovely picture of caring parenting - in fact, this young ‘copter’s mother is probably dead, herself. There would be no way she’d leave her baby by itself at such a young age. The poor thing likely died mere moments after this picture was taken.
Have some respect.
You ignorant fool.
The common Red Tailed Boeing you’re basing your analysis on is endemic to Saudi Arabia, which has no climate zones even remotely resembling that in the picture. Helicopters being short range vehicles, there’s no way a Red Tail could be present in the picture above.
What you’re seeing is the red tailed variety of the Arboreal Russian UTair, which you’d know if you so much as looked at the distinctive markings on the parent’s flank.
The photo is a mother tending to her newborn as I stated, and you Sir have defamed the endangered helicopter with your inept observations. People like you who think Helicopters are dangerous hunting animals are why these noble beasts have been scrapped to near extinction. Arguments like yours are used to support the helicopter “blading” industry, in which millions of helicopters every year are deprived of their rotor blades and left to die of oil loss or starvation.
Support your local anti-blading protest group, and don’t listen to people like metalheadadam, if that’s even your real tumblr url.
No,it is you who are the fool here. You say it’s an arboreal helicopter, but no Russian Utair has ever been spotted out in the open in a tarmac environment before, and I think if this was the first photograph showing one, there’d have been some fanfare about it in National Helo-graphic.
I believe that what we can see here is the Lesser-Spotted Longbow, which, as has been very well-documented, has adapted itself superbly to urban life, and has also been known to disguise itself as other types of helicopter, in order to better stalk its prey. If you look at the smugness of the nose, you’ll see I’m right. Yes, the UTair is a peaceful contraption, but the LSL is a rapacious fiend, and should be removed from the world’s airspace completely.
You’re ignoring the clear signs here but the more important issue is your sickening disregard and characterization of the LSL as a “rapacious fiend.”
The LSL is a critical part of the airspace ecosystem. If there were no LSLs, then Piasecki H-21s would quickly grow out of control and soon the air would be downright cluttered with them. Do you want to live in a world where Piasecki noise sounds through the night at deafening levels? Where they land on the streets as you drive and on schoolyards where your children play?
Lesser-Spotted Longbows may seem dangerous but the fact is they kill less than five people a year across the globe. Piaseckis kill 80! And they crap all over the windshields of all those unfortunate enough to drive beneath them. Even still, we should not cull Piaseckis as some suggest, their meat is inferior and no significant research is to be done on their flesh. You’re operating from an old world point of view here, one that says mankind has the right, nay the duty to hunt and tame helicopters.
But the truth is, helicopters are our neighbors on this planet and they have every bit as much a right to it as we do. Support prohibition of industrial helicopter use, police helicopters and circus helicopters. Don’t eat helicopter meat. And donate generously to PETH, People for the Ethical Treatment of Helicopters.
Listen, PETH claim to be in support of helicopter freedom, but if you look at the statistics, you’ll see that is, in fact, a gigantic lie. People brought 652 sick helicopters into PETH’s “Care Hangars” last year, where PETH claim to repair and repaint them, and find them new owners. Of those 652, PETH dismantled and recycled 635 of them within one day, without even trying to find new owners for them.
You say we should support the prohibition of circus and police helicopters, but without the industries that have grown up around the many useful ways helicopters benefit our society, there would be many more wild helicopters, like the Piaseckis, in our skies, or roosting on the roofs of our homes and schools.
But that’s getting off topic. The LSL is still a menace, and although it helps to control the Piasecki population, there are other, more efficient ways to do that, without relying on the crudeness of nature.
Opening up factories to make clothes from helo skins, for example. Faux-helo has been all the rage on the catwalks for the last three years, and the designers have stated that they’d “love to get [their] hands on the real thing”. Paul McTarnabag said that “without the limitations of artificial fibres, [he] could create the most wonderful coats you’d ever see”.
Let’s be honest, here. Yes, it may involve some violent, painful deaths for certain, more… annoying breeds, but helicopters are basically vermin. Let’s make use of them.
"The crudeness of nature"
You lost me there. Nature is a perfect system where helicopters are concerned. It’s only humanity that throws the system out of balance. Before we came along, helicopters existed in equilibrium.
As seen in the opening of Disney’s “The Concorde King,” there’s a circle of life. Concordes and SR-71s prey upon the big 747s and Airbuses. Those in turn eat the Cessnas and puddle-hoppers, which feed on smaller helicopters and gyrocopters. When the Concordes die, they become fossil fuels which become jet fuels and which fuel the gyrocopters.
But when mankind tinkers with the system, it all goes haywire. A few rivet coats and meals of spicy Apache or Black Hawk aren’t worth it. And that’s not to mention the cruelty of foods like Chinook Gras, in which the noble aircraft are force-fueled to the point of illness so their filters can be harvested. Humankind needs to get out of the chopper business for good and focus on renewable sources of 3D printed parts and vegan alternatives, like Balloons, Zeppelins and Blimps. Human stomachs aren’t meant for heavier-than-air travel, as turbulence can convince anyone. Only lighter than air craft are meant for our fragile systems.
This is all a moot point for me as I don’t fly at all. I prefer a more natural means of transport- The whip driven dog-sled.
Just imagine though, the Muggleborn 11 year olds show up at Hogwarts, get sorted, enjoy the great feast, and start settling into their dorms all excited about the first year at wizard school. Then they remember, just as the prefect is leaving, “Oh I almost forgot to ask, what’s the wifi password?”
And the pure blood prefect gives them a puzzled look, “What’s ‘wifi?’”
And just like that, Hogwarts is a terrifying place.
Imagine the Naruto manga if Team 7 was actually developed properly and Kishimoto cared about family as more than a plot device for drama.
Imagine seeing how Kakashi didn’t really want a genin team at first, how he wasn’t impressed with Naruto, Sakura, or even Sasuke, how being around Sasuke was painful initially because he was reminded of how Obito and how even though he felt guilty for ignoring his sensei’s son, being around Naruto was painful for the same reason. (And imagine how he’d try to focus more on Sakura then, only for Sakura to be the most well-behaved of the three, and how he’d need to put extra time into babysitting Naruto and Sasuke and how this would frustrate him.) Imagine him looking at these three kids and just thinking, “I would rather be at home reading Icha Icha, why was I selected for this.”
Imagine seeing him slowly come to really, truly care about them. Imagine Naruto not showing up for training one day so Kakashi goes to his apartment to find the place trashed, to find MONSTER graffitied on one of the walls, and Naruto standing in the middle of the mess, looking hurt and despaired until he sees Kakashi standing there. Imagine how Kakashi would feel as Naruto suddenly forced a smile as bright as the sun, said it was no big deal, said he would get it fixed up in no time because he’ll be Konoha’s #1 ninja, future Hokage, and no ace ninja like him could ever let a mess hold him back. Imagine Kakashi standing there, thinking back to the spoiled milk, realizing what Minato-sensei’s son has been dealing with for all of these years, feeling like shit for letting it happen, for letting it happen now when Naruto is only a kid and doesn’t deserve this. Imagine him helping, and when Sasuke and Sakura show up to see what’s taking so long, he ropes them into helping too even though Naruto insists it’s not necessary, it’s fine, he’s the best ninja in the village, he can handle it, really … ! (And imagine him starting to cry because it’s not okay, and it means so much to him that they’re helping, that they want to help, and Sasuke asks him sarcastically if he’s crying and Naruto threatens to hit him and maybe tries and Kakashi “accidentally” dumps mop water over their heads to break it up while Sakura rolls her eyes and sweeps the broken dishes into the rubbish bin.)
Imagine Sakura feeling inferior, Sakura feeling insignificant because she doesn’t come from a prestigious ninja clan, because Naruto and Sasuke seem to be advancing so much more quickly than her. Imagine Sakura trying to explain this to her parents, only for them to assure her that it’s all right, she’s fine the way she is, not understanding why she’s so upset or why she pushes herself so hard, why she feels the need to prove herself against her teammates, against the village, against the world. Imagine Kakashi at first feeling exasperated when it seems as though Sakura isn’t taking being a ninja seriously, but then waking up one morning to Sakura knocking on his door, upset and near tears because she needs someone to talk to, someone who will understand and who can give her advice and guidance, and doesn’t know where to turn and says, halfway through her rushed and nearly hysterical explanation, that she shouldn’t be bothering him and she’s sorry and she “knows it’s your day off, Kakashi-sensei” and goes to leave only for him to gently pull her in, let her talk, and say (truthfully) that he understands her need to prove herself, to be better, because he can remember a time when he felt the need to prove himself against all odds too, to truly be the best shinobi he could be. Imagine Kakashi letting Sakura calm down over tea as he explains to her how important training is, but that it isn’t the most important, that Sakura should try and that she should take things seriously but that she should remember that she is important as she is, too, and that she is a vital member of Team 7, not a burden. Imagine Kakashi looking at Sakura, seeing someone with so much potential who isn’t burdened by clan legacy (like Rin, but also her own person), and imagine him promising to give her extra training, so she can realize that potential all on her own. And imagine how proud he would feel the first time she pulled off a really difficult jutsu.
Imagine the Kakashi and Sasuke story taking a different turn, imagine Kakashi willing himself to see past Sasuke’s dark features (so much like Obito’s, though so different, because Sasuke doesn’t have Obito’s optimism, goofy smile, bleeding heart displayed openly on his sleeve) to see Sasuke himself, a kid who is grieving (still, even now, perhaps always), a kid who was left alone and who feels as though he has the weight of his family on his shoulders all the same. Kakashi would understand this, would realize he understood it, and imagine Kakashi not just teaching Sasuke powerful jutsu, but instead imploring him to understand that he’s not alone, that he still has family even if they aren’t Uchiha. Imagine Sasuke resisting this idea, pushing against it, but still agreeing to get dinner with Kakashi and Naruto and eating supper at Sakura’s house sometimes, and opening the door to the Uchiha compound on his birthday to find Kakashi, Sakura, and Naruto there, with his favorite foods and cake and presents, and a birthday party he claims is stupid and he doesn’t have time for and shouldn’t we be training? but that he has and enjoys anyway even as Naruto sticks a silly party hat on his head and blows a noisemaker directly in his ear.
Imagine Kakashi coming to love these kids, all three of these kids, and becoming really fiercely protective of them even if it only comes out when one of them is in danger. Imagine him growing used to Naruto or Sasuke coming to spend the night on random nights, imagine him used to Sakura waking him up bright and early because she learned a new technique and mastered it much more quickly than any of them realized. Imagine Sasuke getting the Curse Seal and Kakashi finding a way to control it that didn’t rely on Sasuke’s willpower, not just because Sasuke himself has issues but because Sasuke—Sasuke with support, Sasuke who has come to care about Team 7 just as much and doesn’t want to lose them either—admits, in a roundabout way, in a quiet voice when it’s just him and Kakashi, that he’s scared he’ll give in and he doesn’t want to, he doesn’t want to leave or betray Konoha or go to Orochimaru, he doesn’t want to. Imagine Kakashi finding a way to help keep that Curse Seal locked and imagine him vowing to personally rip Orochimaru apart if he comes near any one of his kids again.
Just imagine, for one second, Team 7 being written as a makeshift family, an actual makeshift family, having frequent impromptu sleepovers because the Uchiha compound is big and fancy but lonely, and Naruto’s apartment has a leak in the roof and it gets pretty lonely, too. Imagine them quarreling so much at first, but coming to really love one another, growing past their crushes (Sakura’s on Sasuke and Naruto’s on Sakura) to the point where they just love each other, not implicitly romantically but as friends, best friends, family. Imagine that when they’re older and they go on missions without one another the ones left behind nearly drive themselves crazy with worry until the others return, imagine how when they do go on missions together they have flawless teamwork, working off one another to complete the mission and get home.
Imagine Orochimaru not being able to draw Sasuke away from the other three because he finally has a family again and he doesn’t want to give them up.
Imagine Akatsuki going after Naruto only to find Kakashi, Sakura, and Sasuke flanking him, refusing to let them get past.
Imagine Sakura being accepted by Tsunade as an apprentice, still, and Naruto crying because he’s so proud and Sasuke pulling her into a hug and Kakashi telling her that he knew she could do it, he’s not even surprised, it’s not a big deal at all (oh but wait there’s a celebration dinner back at his apartment).
Imagine Naruto, Sakura, and Sasuke quietly joining Kakashi at the memorial, even if they don’t know the full story of why, because they know this is important to him and he is important to them, and they want to support him as much as he supports them.
Imagine if Naruto had been written caring about all of these characters equally, fostering their relationships with one another, making family important not because of legacy or because of destiny or because of drama, but because at the end of the day all of these characters were alone in one way or another and they found each other and could and would support each other, through anything.
Imagine that.
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haikyuu!! 30 day challenge
- day 22: personality swap of your choice (between as many people as you want)
oh my god this was so weird to do is this even right i’m sorry
Fredrick, Fire Emblem Awakening (pretty much the most raw ass shit you can say right before you about to fuck someone up)
if im at your house and you leave the room without telling me to come with i will literally stand there and not move or sit down or touch anything until you come back no matter how long you’re gone
things i wish i could say irl:
- ???????? ???? ? ???
- !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
- hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
- u ok (this is not the same as “you okay?”)
- that one cover of “What Makes You Beautiful” done entirely in laughs
- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IpyingiCwV8
sometimes I think about how weird it is that dogs wag their tails when they’re happy like they don’t even think about it they just instinctively wave their butts around and flail their butt appendage
but then other times I realise that when humans are happy they open their mouths and expose their teeth like. you have pleased The TEETH. to prove the extent of the joy of The TEETH we will now expel short, loud bursts of sound. you have done well today. The TEETH are satisfied.
Gender is not the issue. Everyone has gender. It is the binary that is the problem. The binary places a glass ceiling on the souls of people whose gender doesn’t fit in a box. I am amazed by how much my life has changed in the seven years of living as myself. I am astonished by who I have become, how my woman self has grown. Then I see incredible, unfettered authenticity in so many of today’s gender non-conforming young people, and I wonder how much more I might have grown if I hadn’t been so willing to conform my growth to an imaginary box. I wonder who I might have become.
Eliminating the binary does not mean that someone can not identify as purely male or purely female. It means that no one has to. Gender does not paint the picture of who I am. Who I am paints the picture of my gender. Why not use all of the colors on the palette?
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Giveaway: Legend of Zelda: A Link Between Worlds 3DS XL
i’m giving away this beautiful console because i got a new one as a present, and after much thinking i decided that i prefer that one. it’s smaller and i’ve got tiny baby hands so it fits me. and besides i don’t live in the same region anymore so it’s easier.
but the look on my face when this arrived in the mail was that of pure joy so i thought it’d be so cool to give it away to someone, i know a lot of you probably don’t have a 3DS yet and games are a comin so you’re gonna need it!! (and hopefully i get to see the look of joy on the winner’s face if they take a picture please take a picture)
let me just poop out the details real quick
- like and reblog to enter
- i’ll ship internationally for free BUT the console is american so it’s region locked!! you can use it in your country but you’ll have to import games (or get an american user and download from the store, if that works. i don’t know if it does or how to do it!)
- please be willing to give me name and address
- keep your ask box open or i can’t contact you
- you don’t have to follow me to win. feel free if you want (i got a gaming blog) but it won’t increase your chances it’ll only succeed in making me happy
- the download code for albw is not included, but the AC adapter is and of course the little pen
- giveaway ends on august 6
i think that’s it!!