There is no magazine in existence on Evolutionary Theory, or even on recent advancements in evolutionary topics. This is a situation that demands rectification. I won't believe for a second that an insufficient amount of material exists and will exist to provide for a regular publication.
I always loved the explanation of why an open, empty hand signifies a friendly greeting. An extended and empty hand reveals to the other person or people that you possess no weapon and therefore do not pose a threat. In the old days, I think that if you were not a foe, you were by default a friend.
In an article about romantic love during a discussion about the chemical synchronization of women's menstrual cycles the author shared the results of a study which revealed that strippers who are ovulating make an average of $70 in tips while those who are not make an average of $50 (a night...the only stripper I ever knew told me she made about $60k a year). Male sensory apparatus in tune, check. But it is known that during ovulation women's breasts and lips swell, among other changes, so is the increase solely due to this or is there some more intuitive factor at work?
Finally, I ran into another snake on a run a few days ago. Every time it freaks me the hell out. I've become extra-sensitive as twigs and sticks that look even remotely like snakes elicit the same reaction. Still, when it turns out to be an actual snake I freak the hell out. It's definitely one of the strongest emotions I've experienced. It is a fact that our ancestors were much smaller than we are now, but I wouldn't be surprised if snakes were also much larger than they are now, and that the relationship between snakes, or their ancestors, and our ancestors was much more predatory. It would not be surprising because it would account for such a ridiculous reaction to an animal that is really quite benign. Even so, this snake decided to retreat my advances, and it did so with amazing speed. It slithered furiously, scaled a four foot rock (the time in which its body covered the length of the rock yet was still moving was a little longer than I would have preferred), and crashed through the further wood, the sound of which was also less than preferable.
Saturday, June 7, 2008
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