November 29, 2012
Crisp Sounds Of Urban Love
An enticing scientific discovery of an insect species and their mating calls is underway at a cozy university in Germany.
Mating calls are a natural and often entertaining endeavor-speaking on the ideals of embarrassment and hilarity. No one here needs an explanation on this. The mating rituals of Turkey’s when trying to impress females are one of the most hilarious-they spring their flock of feathers and chirp in as milky a tone of voice as is allowable for one who isn’t lactose intolerant.
The male Ostrich also flocks his feathers for desperate tendencies of impression on the most beautiful and fertile female Ostrich. Whats the funniest undertaking of this event is that they almost always get into beak-fights in the end. Can you imagine?
“Yo, dawg! I got bird-meat-beef wit you. I don’t like the way you flap yo’ feathers. Wut!?!?! Awww naw u didn’t!!! Yo, my mutha brushed deze eyebrowz bruh. Are we flappin’ or wut homie?!?!”
I can blow a kidney clean out from how hard I would laugh at such an ordeal.
The American pig-not much different from any other pig, rolls around in its own fecal matter to attract females.
Nothing surprising here.
The African Lion has quite a totalitarian method of declaring his dominance-he kills an innocent animal and drops it in the living room.
There is no one challenging a guy who dares to do that.
And finally there’s the American male. One of the most painfully confused and morally challenged of its species. This selection of male is quite fascinating-quite territorial in nature and even more baffling when the discussion of hereditary traits!
In fact, just like his female counterpart, the American Male has no core refinement of traits that would determine his linage or origin. This is quite remarkable actually: It definers them as a species not defined by lineage-by majority at least. The mating rituals of the American Male-like a few other species of male on this planet has almost no refinement of legitimacy. It has about as much depth as a six foot deep well.
They generally attract males by way of who’s car is faster or by who has the most money. On occasion-a very rare occasion actually, the mating of American Male and American Female is defined by general interest of personality.
But how often is that happening?
Mating calls are funny no matter what species you are-I think it would be painfully obvious how pathetic it can be for humanity so I’ll skip that discussion and get straight to the point: Scientists have made the discovery that roadside grasshoppers tend to sing louder mating calls than country side grasshoppers who are used to the peace and quiet.
In an article that you can read here, we find that this study isn’t actually as practical as you might think. Ulrike Lampe and a nice chunk of scientists from Bielefeld University took an experiment by grabbing 188 grasshoppers-94 from side road highways and the other half from the country. In a controlled environment in a much quieter setting-for the road grasshoppers at least-all 188 insects were placed in a very close proximity to one female grasshopper.
What they found so interesting about this study was that the road grasshoppers all tended to sing louder songs than the country ones. This observation shouldn’t come as a surprise to anyone with common sense-they would sing louder out of the goal of being heard over passing cars. Whats such an undertaking about the study is that the grasshoppers aren’t taking relative information into account when they are being set in an environment that they don’t need to sing so loud in. This can tell us quite a bit about the structure of their brains.
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