Before I get into it, just know the pictures just serve as visual representations, not actual pictures
Okay so anyway, evidence for this theory is the following:
THE FACT THAT HUMANS ARE SO HAIRLESS:
Only two kind of habitats give rise to hairless animals, an aquatic one and a one below the ground (a naked mole rat for example)
.The suggestion that humans have become hairless to prevent overheating has been rendered false because hair can act like a defense against the sun.
This is why camels retain their fur even in the hot dessert environment.
OUR FAT CELLS
We have ten times the number of fat cells as expected in an animal our size. Only two types of animals have large fat cells: hibernating and aquatic ones.
In hibernating it’s seasonal fat, but in aquatic it’s all year round. It’s unreasonable to think that we evolved this feature in land because large fat pockets would have just slowed us down.
Primate babies are always born slender, but human babies start to develop fat even before birth.
WALKING ON TWO LEGS
So we’re the only mammals that have developed bipedalism. This is a surprise, because walking on 2 legs vs. walking on 4 legs is very disadvantageous. It’s slower, unstable, our organs are vulnerable to damage.
One theory is that if our habitat was flooded, we’d have to walk on two legs to keep our heads above the water.
The only animal who has ever evolved a pelvis like ours, the swamp ape, used this method.
We have conscious control over our breathing. Ever other land animal doesn’t. Mammals like dolphins and seals also conscious control because it tells them how deep they are going to dive and they can estimate how much air they need to inhale.
Our body is so wasteful of salt and water. Think of tears and our way of sweating. Other land mammals don’t have this. Water mammals do however.
Okay anyway I hope you learned something.
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So. Basically. We were FUCKING MERMAIDS. Damn.
I mainly want to believe this is correct so I can be descended from mermaids
Also! we’re pruny. we have a better grip on submerged objects when our fingertips are pruny. ah wow theories,
driving past your old elementary school like
Ah! Thank you!
How to tell if it was a gunshot or fireworks: gunshots don’t echo, fireworks do.
thaNK YOU SO MUCH
the fact that anyone might commonly need to know this terrifies me
clearly you’re not from america
Edna St. Vincent Millay was the first woman to win a Pulitzer Prize for poetry. She was openly bisexual and had affairs with other women and married men. When she finally married, hers was an open marriage. Her 1920 poetry collection A Few Figs From Thistles drew controversy for its novel exploration of female sexuality. She was one of the earliest and strongest voices for what became known as feminism. One of the recurring themes of her poetry was that men might use her body, but not possess her or have any claim over her. (x)
This is the realest shit
Joan of Arc by Albert Lynch (1851-1912)
engraving from Figaro Illustre magazine, 1903
—-kicking strongly in your mother’s womb, upon which she is told, “It must be a boy, if it’s so active!”
—-being tagged with a pink beaded bracelet thirty seconds after you are born, and wrapped in pink blankets five minutes thereafter.
—-being confined to the Doll Corner in nursery school when you are really fascinated by Tinker Toys.
—-wanting to wear overalls instead of “frocks.”
—-learning to detest the words “dainty” and “cute. “
—-being labeled a tomboy when all you wanted to do was climb that tree to look out and see a distance.
—-learning to sit with your legs crossed, even when your feet can’t touch the floor yet.
—-hating boys—because they’re allowed to do things you want to do but are forbidden to—and being told hating boys is a phase.
—-learning that something you do is “naughty,” but when your brother does the same thing, it’s “spunky.”
—-wondering why your father gets mad now and then, but your mother mostly sighs a lot.
—-seeing grownups chuckle when you say you want to be an engineer or doctor when you grow up—and learning to say you want to be a mommy or a nurse, instead.
—-wanting to shave your legs at twelve and being agonized because your mother won’t let you.
—-being agonized at fourteen because you finally have shaved your legs, and your flesh is on fire.
—-being told nothing whatsoever about menstruation, so that you think you are bleeding to death with your first period, or:
—-being told all about it in advance by kids at school who titter and make it clear the whole thing is dirty, or:
—-being prepared for it by your mother, who carefully reiterates that it isn’t dirty, all the while talking just above a whisper, and referring to it as the “curse,” “being sick,” or “falling off the roof.”
—-feeling proud of and disgusted by your own body, for the first, but not last, time.
—-dreading summertime because more of your body with its imperfections will be seen—and judged.
—-liking math or history a lot and getting hints that boys are turned off by smart girls.
—-getting hints that other girls are turned off by smart girls.
—-finally getting turned off by smart girls, unconsciously dropping back, lousing up your marks, and being liked by the other kids at last.
—-having an intense crush on another girl or on a woman teacher and learning that that’s unspeakable.—Excerpt, "Barbarous Rituals," in Sisterhood is Powerful. (via yellowboxturtle)
Apolo and Daphne (1622-25) by Gianlorenzo Bernini
"hey what you thinking about?"
are you fucking kidding me
This is the single most hilarious film I’ve ever seen. Literally everything of Batman’s is labelled as bat [name of thing]. When they go into the bat lab I lost my shit because EVERYTHING HE OWNS IS LABELLED.
Go to Starbucks. Order coffee for “Prisoner 24601”
When they call out your order, jump up and yell “My name is Jean Valjean!”
And if the barista replies with “AND I’M JAVERT,” you tip that motherfucker so hard
you tip them right over the edge of a bridge
you fucking didn’t