Readers’ wildlife photographs

May 11, 2016 • 7:30 am

We have miscellaneous photos from regulars today. First, from Mark Sturtevant:

While going over some old pictures, I suddenly realized I had never sent you pictures from the batch of ‘hickory horned devil’ caterpillars that I had raised some years ago. These grow to become the longest caterpillar in the U.S., and later they become the lovely regal moth (Citheronia regalis), which, perhaps surprisingly, is not our largest moth. Anyway, here is a picture of these babies. They were quite a handful. This was, so far, from the only time that I reared this species, although it was very easy and I hope to do it again one day. I had over a dozen of them (!), but sadly none survived to the adult stage. I think the problem was it was too cold for them in my refrigerator where they spent the winter.

Some things to note here are that the blue-ish ones have stopped feeding, and they would very much prefer to be looking for a place to burrow underground to form a pupa. You can see the brownish color of the future pupa is already inside them. Another thing to note is that the second one from the right is pooping. Look at the size of that turd!

To get an idea of the size of these things, I recommend to zoom in so that my hand is about the size of your hand.

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I’ll add a picture of the beautiful Regal Moth taken from Our Breathing Planet:

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And two photos from Diana MacPherson, who sent snaps of an American Red Squirrel (Tamiasciurus hudsonicus). Her notes:

Notice the weird fur colour in the second picture (near the bum). This is the same red squirrel that visits my feeder all the time. I watched where he/she went and it was along the horse fence, to the front of my yard and into an evergreen tree on my neighbour’s property near the fence.

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I believe that’s a red-winged blackbird (Agelaius phoeniceus) nomming nearby.

Check the squirrel’s bum:

270A4183Finally, I had asked readers to send me a photo of Mercury’s transit across the Sun a few days ago, and finally one obliged: the indefatigable Ben Goren, who sent notes:

You could maybe title it, “Spot the planet!”
To put things in perspective…Mercury is about 3,000 miles across, bigger than the Moon. Roughly, you could fit Asia in that dot…and it’s not even as big as the very small storm (sunspot) near the center….
Photographed with a Canon 5Ds mounted to a Canon 400mm f/2.8 II with a 2x teleconverter, and a Baader filter in front.
[ Color corrected by ArgyllCMS ]
[ Color corrected by ArgyllCMS ]

Wednesday: Hili dialogue

May 11, 2016 • 6:15 am

It’s Hump Day (due to decrepitude, this was originally posted as “Tuesday: Hili Dialogue”), and the gray weather and sloppy rain continues in Chicago. Further, the fog in Hyde Park is about the worst I’ve seen in 20 years. Here’s a photo taken from my crib at 5:30 a.m., looking toward the skyline of Chicago. You can’t see even a block ahead, and flights are being canceled at Midway Airport:

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But Philomena is on tonight at 10 pm on BBC2, and at least some of you will be able to watch Cunk on Shakespeare. Don’t miss it, UK readers!

On this day in history, the HMS Beagle was launched in 1820, the ship that would take Darwin around the world a decade later; and you know what happened then. On May 11, 1960, the Mossad captured Adolf Eichmann and brought him to Israel for crimes committed when he was a Nazi. Those born on this day include Irving Berlin (1888), Salvador Dali (1904) and Richard Feynman (1918). Those who died on May 11 include Bob Marley (1981) and Douglas Adams (2001).

Meanwhile in Dobrzyn, Hili is either misunderstanding humans or trying to cadge more free noms:

Hili: Why did you pick these lilies-of-the-valley?
A: They are for Malgorzata.
Hili: She would probably prefer the pâté from my can.
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In Polish:
Hili: Po co zerwałeś te konwalie?
Ja: Dla Małgorzaty.
Hili: Ona pewnie wolałaby taki pasztet z puszki z jedzeniem dla kotów.

And, in a note from the Guinness World Records site, a Siamese cat named Scooter is now officially the World’s Oldest Living Cat. He is 30, and in pretty good nick:

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From the site:
Born March 26, 1986, Scooter lives with his owner Gail Floyd, who was there the day the kitten was born – and he’s been right by her side ever since.
As a kitten, Scooter liked to play in Gail’s hair and even became accustomed to riding on her shoulder, going with her wherever she went. Nowadays, nothing has changed. He wakes Gail up every morning at 6 AM, “talking” and jumping around, and is always waiting by the door when she arrives home from work.

. . . He enjoys getting blow dried after a bath and his favourite snack is chicken – which he’s treated to every other day.

Wonderful students give kittens to teacher whose cat died

May 10, 2016 • 3:15 pm

Meet teacher Tonya Andrews in Joshua Texas, who was sad because her beloved 16-year-old cat had just died.  She said she’d replace it, but almost immediately several of her students did it for her, giving her two kittens. The video showing it, as tw**ted by one of her students, is priceless (click the blue arrow).

This restores my faith in humanity—at least for a few hours.

Kittens make everyone happy.

Diane Morgan, a.k.a. Philomena Cunk, unravels the mysteries of Shakespeare

May 10, 2016 • 3:14 pm

[‘JAC: There was a formatting problem with the photos in this post (Cunk broke the site), so I’ve eliminated them, and things are back to normal.]

by Matthew Cobb

“I’ve always wanted to make people laugh,” she says. “It’s been my only ambition, ever since my dad introduced me to the genius of the great comedians: Tony Hancock, Woody Allen, people like that. While other kids were into New Kids on the Block, I was into Harold Lloyd and Stan Laurel. I’m still like that. I don’t have any hobbies.”

Stan Laurel, of course, was also from Lancashire.

The hook for the article is tomorrow night’s BBC2 programme Cunk on Shakespeare, which promises to be fun:

Cunk argues with Paul Taylor, head of collections at the Shakespeare Birthplace Trust, when he fails to provide her with white gloves for examining a First Folio. “Simon Schama gets to wear gloves,” moans Cunk. “But he doesn’t get to wear them here,” snaps Taylor.

JAC: 10 pm London time TOMORROW (or whatever you call it over there).  And there’s a new Guardian piece on the genesis of Philomena  The word on the street is that the show is good:

There had been doubts that Cunk could sustain the gag for 30 minutes, but the show works, not least because it satirises the structure of a hosted BBC history documentary. “I have to go on a journey,” says Morgan. “Everybody doing this kind of programme does. It’s the law.” Morgan revels in the role. “It’s like wearing a suit of armour. If you’re Cunk, nothing can harm you. I can say anything and it’s fun. I have absolutely no social skills. I love creating awkward moments.” For instance, Cunk argues with Paul Taylor, head of collections at the Shakespeare Birthplace Trust, when he fails to provide her with white gloves for examining a First Folio. “Simon Schama gets to wear gloves,” moans Cunk. “But he doesn’t get to wear them here,” snaps Taylor.

 

Sold out!

May 10, 2016 • 2:51 pm

by Grania

Jerry’s venturing downtown this afternoon, and spotted this and asked me to post it.

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My first thought was “There’s a play about Neil deGrasse Tyson?” But of course, it isn’t a play but a talk, although Chicago Theater is particularly coy about saying what he will be talking about.

It is heartening to see that talks by scientists can and do fill theaters. I am sure it will be highly enjoyable, Tyson has a remarkable gift for communicating his love for science.

Is anybody going to be there?

The expanding horseshoe

May 10, 2016 • 1:30 pm

This cartoon, from Twi**er, is of course a bit exaggerated but not that far from the truth: some liberals, gays, and feminists show a failure to decry regressive values when they’re held by Muslims, but properly deplore then when they’re espoused by others.  It is the double standard that so plagues the Left. And like an expanding horseshoe (the metaphor comes from Peter Singer), the values of the Authoritarian Left are bending around to converge with those of the conservative Right. CiCjlxoXIAA3Bjwh/t: Barry

 

Afghan actress hounded, given death threats, and living in exile, squalor, and seclusion after being photographed without a veil (in Korea)

May 10, 2016 • 12:00 pm

This is a sad story. The well known Afghan actress Marina Golbahari, who became famous for her role in the movie Osama, went to a film festival in South Korea, where she was photographed without her veil. Here’s one of those photos:

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Source: Clarion Project

To those of her countrymen, and other Muslims, who feel that Muslim women should be veiled constantly, no matter where they are, this was an unconscionable act of religious defiance. The expected consequences followed. (Remember, this is all about her failure to wear a piece of cloth on her head!)

A picture of Golbahari, head uncovered, at the Busan festival in South Korea drew the ire of conservatives. She was branded a prostitute on social media, adding to the family’s shame.

The imam in her local village of Kapisa announced that she should not return, which Azizi said translates as: “She must die.”

Soon after, a bomb was thrown into their garden in Kabul but failed to explode. Telephone threats started to pour in, and the couple were forced to move from house to house.

In mid-November, they flew to Nantes in western France where Golbahari was appearing in a festival.

But their families, who had also received death threats, told them they had to stay away.

. . . “It’s very important that no-one recognises Marina,” said Azizi, who locks his wife in the room every time he leaves to make sure no one gets to her and carries out the death sentence passed by conservative imams a world away.

To avoid detection, Golbahari remains tightly veiled in public — a cruel twist in the tale, given the way their nightmare began.

“When you are an actor or actress in Afghanistan, or part of a film, you are accused of being an infidel, you are always in danger,” said Siddiq Barmak, the director of “Osama”, who also became a refugee in France a year ago.

. . . Back in her dank room, Golbahari sees little hope.

“Before, I dreamed of the future,” she said. “Now I think only of the past.”

Like many women in the Middle East, Golbahari’s wearing of the hijab was clearly not a choice. If it was, she would have worn it when she left her country. If hijab was voluntary, Afghanistan and Saudi Arabia would not need morality police to enforce “proper” coverage of women. If hijab was voluntary, why did women in Iran and Afghanistan wear it en masse only when Islamic law came into force, or, as in the case of Egypt, when Islam became more powerful? If hijab was voluntary, why do sites like My Stealthy Freedom (note the word “Freedom”) feature Muslim women taking off their headscarves and reveling in their uncloaked hair?

The fact is that although veiling oneself may be seen as a “choice” in some countries, as in the U.S.—and we should ponder how much of a “choice” it really is here given social pressure to veil and the covering of girls that often begins when they are five or six years old—it is most certainly not voluntary in other places: places where the hijab is only one of many ways that women are oppressed.  Those who say their clothing is a matter of choice should fight for the rights of women everywhere to have that same choice.

h/t: Orli