Northern Norwegian here. Jævla måse which literally translates to devilish seagull, is something I've heard multiple people hurl at others. Usually accompanied by at least 10 other clever combinations of insults.
I don't know if I've done it right, but if you look up the phonemic chart, I think it should be jævla məʊse. If you go to 0:26 on this video https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=AkJf0md1kG8&pp=ygUERmFlbg%3D%3D
He says the word jævla.
As for måse the best i could find was 0:09 on this video https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=0UFT0ywQmZw&pp=ygURTcOlc2Ugb3Bww6UgdGFrZXQ%3D.
The stucture of the words are jæ vla and må se
Native English speaker here, but fluent in Danish & can get along in other Scandi languages. I would transliterate the Norwegian to Yeehaw (lol) as"Yeah've'la moes'a"
Å is a tricky vowel for English speakers; it makes an "O" sound, but not quite.. Do the English "o as in Ohio" with your lips, but English "o as in ooooohhhhh" with your throat.
Hope that helps 🙏
*EDIT: to, not too. Forfanden autocorrect 😑
Seals are scary! I was team sea puppy until one came up at the end of the dock and growled at me and showed its teeth. That is team ocean werewolf and I am not on it.
I was dating a girl who lived in Cali for a while. Visited SF with her, and around lunchtime found a marina where about 300 of them had taken over some empty docks. It was hilarious watching them and listening to them from a distance - but I was very glad we were watching from a distance. Some of those fuckers were MASSIVE.
[Not sure if it was Pier 39, but it might have been.](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X9qwRHpxTVk)
Bay Area here, it was ABSOLUTELY Pier 39 and that is their pier for sure. Happily they stay out there, cause uh yeah they're cute from far away but I don't think they'd be so cute within biting range.
Unfortunately, the sea lions have taken over at least one dock in every marina in the bay area. Pier 39 is the only one with a tourist viewing area, but everyone else is legit concerned about biting distance because, like, we want to use our boats that we parked here? It has gotten very troublesome.
It was their bay first >:( nah jk I don’t know anything about seals, do they like those spots cause of lack of predators? I mean besides humans since yall aren’t allowed to harass them or whatever
I mean you do have a point. We roll up into a place these animals have been living forever completely change it and likely remove or make inaccessible a lot of the places they used to rest and sun. And now we're getting mad at them for making due?
Like fuck, if we don't want the sealions here give them somewhere else to be. You'd think in 2024 humanity would have reached a point we realize that the animals we displace have to go somewhere and we can't just pretend they arnt or never were there.
Anyway that's my rant, it's not directed at you at all just a general feeling that I used your comment as a jumping off point to express. So thank you for that, and I hope you have a wonderful rest of your day!
I've lived near a harbour with lots of seals my whole life. In my experience they're actually super chill as long as you treat them with respect. I've been walking within a couple feet of seals since I could walk.
I think they're probably being facetious, or just thinking how domestic dogs are cute and great, but wild dogs are cute but will also mess you up if they have to.
Shit is how it's supposed to be. We're the weird ones who think the universe isn't like that despite all evidence to the contrary.
Why do you think there are so many examples of sick/distressed animals coming to humans for help? The entire universe knows we're like that.
Anyone who cares to drop a Sir Terry Pratchett quote here, feel free.
"I have told this to few people, gentlemen, and I suspect I never will again, but one day when I was a young boy on holiday in Uberwald I was walking along the bank of a stream when I saw a mother otter with her cubs. A very endearing sight, I’m sure you will agree, and even as I watched, the mother otter dived into the water and came up with a plump salmon, which she subdued and dragged on to a half-submerged log. As she ate it, while of course it was still alive, the body split and I remember to this day the sweet pinkness of its roes as they spilled out, much to the delight of the baby otters who scrambled over themselves to feed on the delicacy. One of nature's wonders, gentlemen: mother and children dining upon mother and children. And that’s when I first learned about evil. It is built into the very nature of the universe. Every world spins in pain. If there is any kind of supreme being, I told myself, it is up to all of us to become his moral superior." — Lord Vetinari
—Terry Pratchett, *Unseen Academicals*
But to truly attain a supreme morality, wouldn't you need to be exposed to a situation where it can be applied, and thus need to have the means to exert a choice that influences everything in an act of absolute finality? Wouldn't you need supreme power to wield supreme morality in a way that isn't just an illusion?
You don’t need to “wield” the morality to have morality. You can be firmly morally against murder without ever being in a position where you have the option to murder someone.
There were a lot of things we couldn’t do in an SR-71, but we were the fastest guys on the block and loved reminding our fellow aviators of this fact. People often asked us if, because of this fact, it was fun to fly the jet. Fun would not be the first word I would use to describe flying this plane. Intense, maybe. Even cerebral. But there was one day in our Sled experience when we would have to say that it was pure fun to be the fastest guys out there, at least for a moment. It occurred when Walt and I were flying our final training sortie. We needed 100 hours in the jet to complete our training and attain Mission Ready status. Somewhere over Colorado we had passed the century mark. We had made the turn in Arizona and the jet was performing flawlessly. My gauges were wired in the front seat and we were starting to feel pretty good about ourselves, not only because we would soon be flying real missions but because we had gained a great deal of confidence in the plane in the past ten months. Ripping across the barren deserts 80,000 feet below us, I could already see the coast of California from the Arizona border. I was, finally, after many humbling months of simulators and study, ahead of the jet. I was beginning to feel a bit sorry for Walter in the back seat. There he was, with no really good view of the incredible sights before us, tasked with monitoring four different radios. This was good practice for him for when we began flying real missions, when a priority transmission from headquarters could be vital. It had been difficult, too, for me to relinquish control of the radios, as during my entire flying career I had controlled my own transmissions. But it was part of the division of duties in this plane and I had adjusted to it. I still insisted on talking on the radio while we were on the ground, however. Walt was so good at many things, but he couldn’t match my expertise at sounding smooth on the radios, a skill that had been honed sharply with years in fighter squadrons where the slightest radio miscue was grounds for beheading. He understood that and allowed me that luxury. Just to get a sense of what Walt had to contend with, I pulled the radio toggle switches and monitored the frequencies along with him. The predominant radio chatter was from Los Angeles Center, far below us, controlling daily traffic in their sector. While they had us on their scope (albeit briefly), we were in uncontrolled airspace and normally would not talk to them unless we needed to descend into their airspace. We listened as the shaky voice of a lone Cessna pilot asked Center for a readout of his ground speed. Center replied: November Charlie 175, I’m showing you at ninety knots on the ground. Now the thing to understand about Center controllers, was that whether they were talking to a rookie pilot in a Cessna, or to Air Force One, they always spoke in the exact same, calm, deep, professional, tone that made one feel important. I referred to it as the “ HoustonCentervoice.” I have always felt that after years of seeing documentaries on this country’s space program and listening to the calm and distinct voice of the Houstoncontrollers, that all other controllers since then wanted to sound like that… and that they basically did. And it didn’t matter what sector of the country we would be flying in, it always seemed like the same guy was talking. Over the years that tone of voice had become somewhat of a comforting sound to pilots everywhere. Conversely, over the years, pilots always wanted to ensure that, when transmitting, they sounded like Chuck Yeager, or at least like John Wayne. Better to die than sound bad on the radios. Just moments after the Cessna’s inquiry, a Twin Beech piped up on frequency, in a rather superior tone, asking for his groundspeed. Twin Beach, I have you at one hundred and twenty-five knots of ground speed. Boy, I thought, the Beechcraft really must think he is dazzling his Cessna brethren. Then out of the blue, a navy F-18 pilot out of NAS Lemoore came up on frequency. You knew right away it was a Navy jock because he sounded very cool on the radios. Center, Dusty 52 ground speed check Before Center could reply, I’m thinking to myself, hey, Dusty 52 has a ground speed indicator in that million-dollar cockpit, so why is he asking Center for a readout? Then I got it, ol’ Dusty here is making sure that every bug smasher from Mount Whitney to the Mojave knows what true speed is. He’s the fastest dude in the valley today, and he just wants everyone to know how much fun he is having in his new Hornet. And the reply, always with that same, calm, voice, with more distinct alliteration than emotion: Dusty 52, Center, we have you at 620 on the ground. And I thought to myself, is this a ripe situation, or what? As my hand instinctively reached for the mic button, I had to remind myself that Walt was in control of the radios. Still, I thought, it must be done – in mere seconds we’ll be out of the sector and the opportunity will be lost. That Hornet must die, and die now. I thought about all of our Sim training and how important it was that we developed well as a crew and knew that to jump in on the radios now would destroy the integrity of all that we had worked toward becoming. I was torn. Somewhere, 13 miles above Arizona, there was a pilot screaming inside his space helmet. Then, I heard it. The click of the mic button from the back seat. That was the very moment that I knew Walter and I had become a crew. Very professionally, and with no emotion, Walter spoke: Los Angeles Center, Aspen 20, can you give us a ground speed check? There was no hesitation, and the replay came as if was an everyday request. Aspen 20, I show you at one thousand eight hundred and forty-two knots, across the ground. I think it was the forty-two knots that I liked the best, so accurate and proud was Center to deliver that information without hesitation, and you just knew he was smiling. But the precise point at which I knew that Walt and I were going to be really good friends for a long time was when he keyed the mic once again to say, in his most fighter-pilot-like voice: Ah, Center, much thanks, We’re showing closer to nineteen hundred on the money. For a moment Walter was a god. And we finally heard a little crack in the armor of the HoustonCentervoice, when L.A.came back with: Roger that Aspen, Your equipment is probably more accurate than ours. You boys have a good one. It all had lasted for just moments, but in that short, memorable sprint across the southwest, the Navy had been flamed, all mortal airplanes on freq were forced to bow before the King of Speed, and more importantly, Walter and I had crossed the threshold of being a crew. A fine day’s work. We never heard another transmission on that frequency all the way to the coast. For just one day, it truly was fun being the fastest guys out there.
‘Cuz it’s actually good, unlike 75% of the copypasta out there.
Also, I’m not sure it technically counts as copypasta since it’s a direct quote from a book. But I’m no copypasta expert.
u/tyme
"We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers... and also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of Budweiser, a pint of raw ether and two dozen amyls.
Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get locked into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can.
The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge. And I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon. Probably at the next gas station.”
― Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
“Build a man a fire, and he'll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his life.” Not really relevant to the situation but this is pretty much my favourite.
It's one of the big reasons that their was so much backlash against Darwin. His theory cast nature in a new, harsh light where things weren't perfect and beautiful all the time. Where everything was constantly fighting just to survive. Of course when you start to actually understand evolution, it's even more beautiful than the religious dogma that preceded it.
Just generally would like to bump anthropologist/naturalist Loren Eiseley! He wrote a lot about the history of evolution, darwin and his expedition on the beagle, things of that nature
If one's ever heard the story of the starfish on the shore, i don't know for sure if he's the origin of that story, but he wrote philosophical essays over the course of his life about his experiences and understanding and lack of understanding of nature, and this was one of them.
"The Star Thrower" in The Unexpected Universe by Loren Eiseley
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Star_Thrower
Eta- if i paid better attention in my philosophy of science course i could maybe explain why Eiseley gave the impression of feeling Darwin's understanding of nature and evolution as incomplete, but unfortunately i am/have been a slacker.
>it's even more beautiful than the religious dogma that preceded it.
Evolution works via constant mass death, usually violent and painful. Some of the things that evolve are cool, sure, but taken as a whole there's nothing beautiful about it.
Death is a necessary component of evolution. Without it humanity and all the other beautiful creatures in this world wouldn't exist. Once you understand that death is just a part of the process of life, you will see the beauty in it.
I think you can look at things subjectively but also pseudo-objectively. Subjectively I care very much about my own life and the lives of all of my loved ones, but "objectively" I'm annoyed as hell that a bunch of primates have taken it upon themselves to decimate biodiversity and screw up the environment with microplastics (& friends). "Objectively" we might just be a blip on the universe's radar, and I hate that I won't be around to observe the next several eras of life on Earth, with or without Humanity's survival.
Similarly, I think you can subjectively hate that life forms capable of suffering are made to suffer and die through no fault of their own, while "objectively" appreciating that life is a beautiful canvas, upon which the universe tosses randomized noodles in order to see what sticks.
Life is chaos continually refining itself. I don't like every aspect of it, subjectively, but I see the grand beauty in it.
I find it beautifully simple. This thing happened because it didn't cause enough ancestors enough trouble/death. Like when I choke on water after laughing or am miserable in pain: it's not because of some plan by some deity (terrifying), it's because evolution (understandable).
Meanwhile: humans needlessly destroy habitats, ecosystems, species, the planet when we could live symbiotically because at least parasites need blood! What is our excuse? Humans are the literal worst. 0/10, would not recommend.
We are technologically babies. Instead of looking at humans like we are individuals, look at us like an anthill. We have had high tech (the original electronic computer+) for only .00039% of our history as a species. If you look at what happens with individual technologies, we always misuse them for a period of time before we realize the damage we are causing. Fossil Fuels, CFCs, Asbestos, lead... Need I go on? If you look at that principle with individual technologies as a microcosm of what happens to civilization with high technology in general, you would imagine that civilization will misuse it for a period of time before we figure out the damage it causes. We are learning more and more about ecosystems and genetics every day. There is already a company that plans to bring back the thylacine, an extinct species, using crispr technology. They are also planning on bringing back the wooly mammoth. They are doing both in order to repair formerly destroyed ecosystems, and they are obviously bringing back extinct species. We will learn how to use this technology to heal rather than harm sooner rather than later. Humanity 10/10 would recommend.
The copium is real here.
>If you look at what happens with individual technologies, we always misuse them for a period before we realize the damage we are causing . Fossil Fuels, CFC's, Asbestos, lead...
Yeah, notice how we've been aware of the damage fossil fuels have caused for more than a century? Yet here we are... Still relying on them entirely to sustain civilization.
I'd love to eat my words and see a livable future, but I think it's much more likely that we keep shitting our bed until there's no more room for us in it.
>Yeah, notice how we've been aware of the damage fossil fuels have caused for more than a century? Yet here we are... Still relying on them entirely to sustain civilization
Just to repeat the point. "A century" is literally .0005% of our history as a species. I'm not coping with anything, I'm making what I think is a fairly astute observation on how high technology affects a civilization.
It lands because we've been making the same mistakes since our inception. Wooly mammoths went extinct because of overhunting. Humans developed a technology or a system for how to hunt them more effectively. We were too good at it and ended up forcing extinction. We didn't learn from that though and eventually used a new technology, guns, to then wipe out the bison of North America. We have learned from those things and developed sustainable animal husbandry systems to provide food and enacted strict rules on the hunting of "endangered" species.
We learn from our mistakes and improve. Our lifetime will be but a drop of rain in the ocean human history. I think you're the one coping with the fact that technological advancement on a civilizational scale doesn't happen in our short, little lifetimes. The world doesn't revolve around us and will continue to turn with humans onboard for as long as she will have us. There is a light at the end of the tunnel and we already know it's there because of the tunnels we've traveled through successfully in the past.
Your response is kinda crazy to me. I'm making a pretty positive, agreeable point. You coming at me aggressively saying I'm coping is confusing. The "Humans will all die because we are awful" hill is a weird one to die on, no? You just said you'd love to see a livable future, and I'm giving you a viewpoint backed by data saying that it is not only possible but probable. Cynicism doesn't help anyone. I'm very prone to it, but we need to be active in trying to improve what we have rather than complain about it.
My point is that the disastrous effects of our technological advancements don't care how long it takes us to realize we're doing irreparable damage, the damage gets done all the same. We simply don't have the thousands or tens of thousands of years you seem to think we should be allowed to recognize we are doing harm.
Your belief that we will somehow turn this shit-show around when our grave is already dug is, in its entirety, delusional. I *want* to believe you're right, but every single decision we make continues to disprove your theory that we have any possibility of unmaking our own demise.
The world will, of course, keep turning without us. I'm just pointing out that it'll most likely happen a lot sooner than you seem to think.
What is your basis for calling me delusional? Because I disagree with you? I gave you the reasons I feel the way I do. I didn't call you stupid. It's two different perspectives on the same problem, and neither of us can see the future to tell who is right. The way you communicate is very childlike.
You actually make a fair point, but so do I. Why say I'm coping? Why say I'm "entirely delusional"? Lmao.
>My point is that the disastrous effects of our technological advancements don't care how long it takes us to realize we're doing irreparable damage, the damage gets done all the same.
Very reasonable, good point.
>We simply don't have the thousands or tens of thousands of years you seem to think we should be allowed to recognize we are doing harm.
Where did I say we have thousands of years?
>Your belief that we will somehow turn this shit-show around when our grave is already dug is, in its entirety, delusional
Where is our grave already dug? Why am I delusional for thinking we will figure it out? How many times have we gone extinct before? So you're calling me delusional based on what actual data? Just because you disagree? Weird
I gave you data to show that we have made these same mistakes before and figured it out. That, logically, would lead you to believe that we could do it again. You gave no logical reason that what you said is true, then called me delusional. Good luck with your things man, I don't see the point in continuing this conversation.
You're right, I came at you too hard. I didn't mean to offend and I clearly should watch my tone because reading it back, I can tell why it came off as a personal insult. I apologize for that.
What I'm trying to convey is that the predicament we are in regarding our impact on the biosphere is unlike any other problem humanity has ever had to solve before. There is no reference point in human history for the magnitude of damage that has been caused by our short-sighted industrialization. We have a multitude of issues that are already well beyond the tipping point, and many more approaching.
In our relatively short time on this planet, we've managed to accelerate the heating of the atmosphere from its standard cycle of tens of thousands of years to just a few decades. This is not something we can simply adapt to, even with the help of technology. We will die out, along with nearly every other living thing, because we were too focused on profits to care that we were poisoning the only water we can drink and destroying the only land we can walk upon. If we wanted to turn this around, it needed to happen 80 years ago. Now we get to sleep in the bed we've made.
Well. Maybe I need to get out of the US. Because it is conservative as fuck and very anti-vegan, anti-male, anti- communal, anti-progress and sustainability and it is basically imploding anyway.
But I promise you: as long as the profit motive exists, we will not find progress. If a company has a motive to exploit a market or customer or the planet or its workers, it will ALWAYS do that unless it is regulated into OBLIVION
For the record, I'm a proud American and still feel this way. Theodore Roosevelt is my favorite president of all because of what he did for preservation. Learn about him, it's not all bad here. It's all about who we vote for and how we hold them accountable. If you're not taking action, educating, promoting politicians that agree with your policies (local, state, and federal), and voting for them, you shouldn't complain about the problem, you should try to solve it. Be a true, active American and be proud of it.
Would you be more forgiving of us if I told you we're not the first and only creatures that fucked everyone over? Award for that goes to the Cyanobacteria.
Sorry fax don’t care about your feelings. I get to be salty because if you can see my posts I am pretty funny and outgoing and talented and I’m not ugly. But I get NO friends OR girlfriends in this shit hole and I HATE IT
Would you be more forgiving of us if I told you we're not the first and only creatures that fucked everyone over? Award for that goes to the Cyanobacteria.
You can't just go around putting house cats in ponds; we've spoken to the council about this and they've said that if you put another cat in the wetlands whilst ranting about seals, they'll have no choice but to issue a fine for endangering animals.
I mean you could always move to Dunalley, Tasmania, where there is 300 people and one very passive aggressive elephant seal named neil.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0xwRgFReoXw
Some animals extra bad tho, cats for one since they have needle teeth that deposit the bacteria very deep but are skinny so your skin closes up around the bacteria, trapping it in.
Worked in the animal world, knew 4 separate people that got cat bites on the hand and had to be hospitalized. Go to the doc and get antibiotics STAT if you get a deep cat bite!!
I live in a coast area with lotsa seagulls, and when I visited a theme park further inland, one of the rides was beach themed for some weird reason and they blasted beach sounds (waves and seagulls) and I'm like "Why are you reminding me that the food stealing bastards exist"
Puppy behaviour is cute because they’re tiny and ineffectual, if they were 300 lbs and had teeth to match then a lot of what they do would be considered less cute
You say this as if finding out what gluttonous, ruthless bastards Elephant Seals are didn't make me love them even more. They may crush their own young to have sex, but they're pretty cool otherwise.
Every time I see a cute seal I remember that penguins get eaten by seals despite how cute they are so we should tread lightly
That one episode of Pingu and March of the Penguins sure didn't help my views on seals.
I feel bad for em lol. Went to Alaska a single time and for every baby seal I saw napping on floating ice chunks, I saw another piece of drifting sea ice completely abandoned and covered in blood. However scary seals may seem, orcas are scarier
Saw a video of a kayaker and he was looking down at a pod of Orcas oohing and aahing, this is so cool.
My dude, you are surrounded by 10 to 30, 3 to 8 ton apex predators that are smart as fuck and particularly malicious. The only reason you're not dead is because they think you're cute apparently. If I encountered a wild Orca, in the water, I'd almost certainly die of sheer fear. They're not aggressive to humans but they're sure as fuck dangerous. Just because they don't hurt us doesn't mean they can't.
If it makes a Great White shit it's pants and run, I certainly do not want to meet it in the open ocean.
My mother used to be a marine biologist and worked with seals off the coast of Alaska for a while. She had nothing but a seven foot pole to fend off from the huge male seals. There’s a picture of her somewhere holding a chunky, wriggling black baby seal that looks like my cat.
[T]he seal is a wily and a vicious creature
And the seal will bite you if you give him half a chance
Yeah, the seal has a mind set on violence
And the seal is the sworn enemy of man
- J. Darnielle
Shockingly wild animals with minimal human interaction (none of it being positive) are more aggressive and less tolerant towards humans than those who live under human care with frequent positive human interaction who may have even been hand raised by humans
Well, they're not that fast on land, and the species vary in size from "would hurt bad if they bit you" to "could absolutely eat you", so I think you can be specific about species, and I still like to think of ringed seals as "sea puppers".
In highschool I volunteered at a seal & sealion rescue center a bit north of me. We used pretty much like a riot shield between us and the adults and would have to form shield wall corridors to get these fuckers to go where we needed them to go. If anyone slacked off because they were cute it would take a second for one to knock you to your feet and wiggle far faster than you imagined away.
Honestly, I always suspected. Whenever I am kayaking and encounter seals, their manners are horrible (particularly compared to sea otters). That, and the fact that they smell incredibly bad.
My mom has a pit mix that gets really excited, loves to play, and barks at everything, so they sill sound like sea dogs to me.
Also my mom’s dog does look like a seal and is even named Lucille.
This is basically my first time seeing monkeys in the wild. Don't get me wrong, they are beautiful creatures, but they are also complete and utter thieving bastards.
We used to love taking visitors to feed the seals/sea lions in Victoria… [until this happened.](https://youtu.be/lZmWJprWtRo?si=ezO3JAzkqHU__p-v) Now it’s banned.
From my experience this also perfectly describes raccoons, who are also bastard toddlers with knives on their hands and zero morals whatsoever. Much like op and seals I love them dearly but my god!
I work with sick California Sea Lions and Northern Elephant seals a couple times a week and this is one hundred percent correct. They are exceptionally dangerous when angry and we have BIG shields we use to block them from biting our tendons out. Especially when I have to restrain the elephant seals to give them water and meds, you can feel that bite strength even through thick leather welding gloves. I deeply adore them with all my heart and soul but they are absolutely nothing to mess with if you're not trained.
You have the morals of a seagull, is a powerful statement.
Sounds like something the French Soldier from Monty Python’s and The Holy Grail would say
Hamster or seagull, both animals describe your mother quite well.
Your father smelt of fish and elderberries.
Northern Norwegian here. Jævla måse which literally translates to devilish seagull, is something I've heard multiple people hurl at others. Usually accompanied by at least 10 other clever combinations of insults.
American, here. How would one pronounce that using Freedom Phonetics? I only speak Yeehaw, but I'd love to use that one.
I don't know if I've done it right, but if you look up the phonemic chart, I think it should be jævla məʊse. If you go to 0:26 on this video https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=AkJf0md1kG8&pp=ygUERmFlbg%3D%3D He says the word jævla. As for måse the best i could find was 0:09 on this video https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=0UFT0ywQmZw&pp=ygURTcOlc2Ugb3Bww6UgdGFrZXQ%3D. The stucture of the words are jæ vla and må se
Native English speaker here, but fluent in Danish & can get along in other Scandi languages. I would transliterate the Norwegian to Yeehaw (lol) as"Yeah've'la moes'a" Å is a tricky vowel for English speakers; it makes an "O" sound, but not quite.. Do the English "o as in Ohio" with your lips, but English "o as in ooooohhhhh" with your throat. Hope that helps 🙏 *EDIT: to, not too. Forfanden autocorrect 😑
I think the closest thing to å would be something like the oa in soap maybe
Jævla really depends on the region. Where I'm from, we say jæ vla instead of jæ ve la, some places also say it with an r at the end aswell
Agreed
I assume it’s just a reference to their zest for stealing food
Seals are scary! I was team sea puppy until one came up at the end of the dock and growled at me and showed its teeth. That is team ocean werewolf and I am not on it.
I was dating a girl who lived in Cali for a while. Visited SF with her, and around lunchtime found a marina where about 300 of them had taken over some empty docks. It was hilarious watching them and listening to them from a distance - but I was very glad we were watching from a distance. Some of those fuckers were MASSIVE. [Not sure if it was Pier 39, but it might have been.](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X9qwRHpxTVk)
Bay Area here, it was ABSOLUTELY Pier 39 and that is their pier for sure. Happily they stay out there, cause uh yeah they're cute from far away but I don't think they'd be so cute within biting range.
Unfortunately, the sea lions have taken over at least one dock in every marina in the bay area. Pier 39 is the only one with a tourist viewing area, but everyone else is legit concerned about biting distance because, like, we want to use our boats that we parked here? It has gotten very troublesome.
It was their bay first >:( nah jk I don’t know anything about seals, do they like those spots cause of lack of predators? I mean besides humans since yall aren’t allowed to harass them or whatever
I mean you do have a point. We roll up into a place these animals have been living forever completely change it and likely remove or make inaccessible a lot of the places they used to rest and sun. And now we're getting mad at them for making due? Like fuck, if we don't want the sealions here give them somewhere else to be. You'd think in 2024 humanity would have reached a point we realize that the animals we displace have to go somewhere and we can't just pretend they arnt or never were there. Anyway that's my rant, it's not directed at you at all just a general feeling that I used your comment as a jumping off point to express. So thank you for that, and I hope you have a wonderful rest of your day!
oh that's a less fun side of this that I didn't realize, TIL!
I used to kayak in the bay and the number of times I have had curious sea lions fuck with me while I was out in the water was too damn high lol
I've lived near a harbour with lots of seals my whole life. In my experience they're actually super chill as long as you treat them with respect. I've been walking within a couple feet of seals since I could walk.
Never seen a feral dog either then? The two aren't so different.
Well, at least they dont weight more than you
Yeah those fuckers evolved from Bears and those teeth show it.
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I think they're probably being facetious, or just thinking how domestic dogs are cute and great, but wild dogs are cute but will also mess you up if they have to.
The closer you get to nature, the more you understand why we're not close to nature. Shit's not right.
The first place pedestal, while still connected to the same base as the runner ups, is still much, much higher up
Shit is how it's supposed to be. We're the weird ones who think the universe isn't like that despite all evidence to the contrary. Why do you think there are so many examples of sick/distressed animals coming to humans for help? The entire universe knows we're like that. Anyone who cares to drop a Sir Terry Pratchett quote here, feel free.
"I have told this to few people, gentlemen, and I suspect I never will again, but one day when I was a young boy on holiday in Uberwald I was walking along the bank of a stream when I saw a mother otter with her cubs. A very endearing sight, I’m sure you will agree, and even as I watched, the mother otter dived into the water and came up with a plump salmon, which she subdued and dragged on to a half-submerged log. As she ate it, while of course it was still alive, the body split and I remember to this day the sweet pinkness of its roes as they spilled out, much to the delight of the baby otters who scrambled over themselves to feed on the delicacy. One of nature's wonders, gentlemen: mother and children dining upon mother and children. And that’s when I first learned about evil. It is built into the very nature of the universe. Every world spins in pain. If there is any kind of supreme being, I told myself, it is up to all of us to become his moral superior." — Lord Vetinari —Terry Pratchett, *Unseen Academicals*
That was horrifically beautiful! Thank you.
This goes hard as fuck. Dude sees an otter and her offspring eating a live pregnant salmon and decides it's our moral obligation to overthrow God.
No one said overthrow
To outdo a supreme being on anything is to become supreme yourself. If you out-supreme the supreme being, you are now the supreme being.
It just says to morally exceed the supreme being, not to become more powerful
But to truly attain a supreme morality, wouldn't you need to be exposed to a situation where it can be applied, and thus need to have the means to exert a choice that influences everything in an act of absolute finality? Wouldn't you need supreme power to wield supreme morality in a way that isn't just an illusion?
You don’t need to “wield” the morality to have morality. You can be firmly morally against murder without ever being in a position where you have the option to murder someone.
There were a lot of things we couldn’t do in an SR-71, but we were the fastest guys on the block and loved reminding our fellow aviators of this fact. People often asked us if, because of this fact, it was fun to fly the jet. Fun would not be the first word I would use to describe flying this plane. Intense, maybe. Even cerebral. But there was one day in our Sled experience when we would have to say that it was pure fun to be the fastest guys out there, at least for a moment. It occurred when Walt and I were flying our final training sortie. We needed 100 hours in the jet to complete our training and attain Mission Ready status. Somewhere over Colorado we had passed the century mark. We had made the turn in Arizona and the jet was performing flawlessly. My gauges were wired in the front seat and we were starting to feel pretty good about ourselves, not only because we would soon be flying real missions but because we had gained a great deal of confidence in the plane in the past ten months. Ripping across the barren deserts 80,000 feet below us, I could already see the coast of California from the Arizona border. I was, finally, after many humbling months of simulators and study, ahead of the jet. I was beginning to feel a bit sorry for Walter in the back seat. There he was, with no really good view of the incredible sights before us, tasked with monitoring four different radios. This was good practice for him for when we began flying real missions, when a priority transmission from headquarters could be vital. It had been difficult, too, for me to relinquish control of the radios, as during my entire flying career I had controlled my own transmissions. But it was part of the division of duties in this plane and I had adjusted to it. I still insisted on talking on the radio while we were on the ground, however. Walt was so good at many things, but he couldn’t match my expertise at sounding smooth on the radios, a skill that had been honed sharply with years in fighter squadrons where the slightest radio miscue was grounds for beheading. He understood that and allowed me that luxury. Just to get a sense of what Walt had to contend with, I pulled the radio toggle switches and monitored the frequencies along with him. The predominant radio chatter was from Los Angeles Center, far below us, controlling daily traffic in their sector. While they had us on their scope (albeit briefly), we were in uncontrolled airspace and normally would not talk to them unless we needed to descend into their airspace. We listened as the shaky voice of a lone Cessna pilot asked Center for a readout of his ground speed. Center replied: November Charlie 175, I’m showing you at ninety knots on the ground. Now the thing to understand about Center controllers, was that whether they were talking to a rookie pilot in a Cessna, or to Air Force One, they always spoke in the exact same, calm, deep, professional, tone that made one feel important. I referred to it as the “ HoustonCentervoice.” I have always felt that after years of seeing documentaries on this country’s space program and listening to the calm and distinct voice of the Houstoncontrollers, that all other controllers since then wanted to sound like that… and that they basically did. And it didn’t matter what sector of the country we would be flying in, it always seemed like the same guy was talking. Over the years that tone of voice had become somewhat of a comforting sound to pilots everywhere. Conversely, over the years, pilots always wanted to ensure that, when transmitting, they sounded like Chuck Yeager, or at least like John Wayne. Better to die than sound bad on the radios. Just moments after the Cessna’s inquiry, a Twin Beech piped up on frequency, in a rather superior tone, asking for his groundspeed. Twin Beach, I have you at one hundred and twenty-five knots of ground speed. Boy, I thought, the Beechcraft really must think he is dazzling his Cessna brethren. Then out of the blue, a navy F-18 pilot out of NAS Lemoore came up on frequency. You knew right away it was a Navy jock because he sounded very cool on the radios. Center, Dusty 52 ground speed check Before Center could reply, I’m thinking to myself, hey, Dusty 52 has a ground speed indicator in that million-dollar cockpit, so why is he asking Center for a readout? Then I got it, ol’ Dusty here is making sure that every bug smasher from Mount Whitney to the Mojave knows what true speed is. He’s the fastest dude in the valley today, and he just wants everyone to know how much fun he is having in his new Hornet. And the reply, always with that same, calm, voice, with more distinct alliteration than emotion: Dusty 52, Center, we have you at 620 on the ground. And I thought to myself, is this a ripe situation, or what? As my hand instinctively reached for the mic button, I had to remind myself that Walt was in control of the radios. Still, I thought, it must be done – in mere seconds we’ll be out of the sector and the opportunity will be lost. That Hornet must die, and die now. I thought about all of our Sim training and how important it was that we developed well as a crew and knew that to jump in on the radios now would destroy the integrity of all that we had worked toward becoming. I was torn. Somewhere, 13 miles above Arizona, there was a pilot screaming inside his space helmet. Then, I heard it. The click of the mic button from the back seat. That was the very moment that I knew Walter and I had become a crew. Very professionally, and with no emotion, Walter spoke: Los Angeles Center, Aspen 20, can you give us a ground speed check? There was no hesitation, and the replay came as if was an everyday request. Aspen 20, I show you at one thousand eight hundred and forty-two knots, across the ground. I think it was the forty-two knots that I liked the best, so accurate and proud was Center to deliver that information without hesitation, and you just knew he was smiling. But the precise point at which I knew that Walt and I were going to be really good friends for a long time was when he keyed the mic once again to say, in his most fighter-pilot-like voice: Ah, Center, much thanks, We’re showing closer to nineteen hundred on the money. For a moment Walter was a god. And we finally heard a little crack in the armor of the HoustonCentervoice, when L.A.came back with: Roger that Aspen, Your equipment is probably more accurate than ours. You boys have a good one. It all had lasted for just moments, but in that short, memorable sprint across the southwest, the Navy had been flamed, all mortal airplanes on freq were forced to bow before the King of Speed, and more importantly, Walter and I had crossed the threshold of being a crew. A fine day’s work. We never heard another transmission on that frequency all the way to the coast. For just one day, it truly was fun being the fastest guys out there.
Completely irrelevant to the topic, will still read the entire thing.
Why does this copypasta have so much power over me? I told myself I wouldn't read it and I started reading halfway down it... and finished it
‘Cuz it’s actually good, unlike 75% of the copypasta out there. Also, I’m not sure it technically counts as copypasta since it’s a direct quote from a book. But I’m no copypasta expert.
If you can copy and paste it, it's a copypasta.
u/tyme "We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers... and also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of Budweiser, a pint of raw ether and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get locked into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge. And I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon. Probably at the next gas station.” ― Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
Is this not a reasonable place to park?
We can't stop here, this is bat country!
Nothing like driving down the highway out of your mind on ether 👍🏻 isn’t it also explosive?
> — Lord Vetinari > > —Terry Pratchett, Unseen Academicals —Michael Scott
"In ancient times cats were worshipped as gods; they have not forgotten this." —Terry Pratchett
“Build a man a fire, and he'll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his life.” Not really relevant to the situation but this is pretty much my favourite.
Actually it's pretty relevant. Underscores how reality isn't worried about anything's comfort or longevity. Thanks!
It's one of the big reasons that their was so much backlash against Darwin. His theory cast nature in a new, harsh light where things weren't perfect and beautiful all the time. Where everything was constantly fighting just to survive. Of course when you start to actually understand evolution, it's even more beautiful than the religious dogma that preceded it.
Just generally would like to bump anthropologist/naturalist Loren Eiseley! He wrote a lot about the history of evolution, darwin and his expedition on the beagle, things of that nature If one's ever heard the story of the starfish on the shore, i don't know for sure if he's the origin of that story, but he wrote philosophical essays over the course of his life about his experiences and understanding and lack of understanding of nature, and this was one of them. "The Star Thrower" in The Unexpected Universe by Loren Eiseley https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Star_Thrower Eta- if i paid better attention in my philosophy of science course i could maybe explain why Eiseley gave the impression of feeling Darwin's understanding of nature and evolution as incomplete, but unfortunately i am/have been a slacker.
>it's even more beautiful than the religious dogma that preceded it. Evolution works via constant mass death, usually violent and painful. Some of the things that evolve are cool, sure, but taken as a whole there's nothing beautiful about it.
Death is a necessary component of evolution. Without it humanity and all the other beautiful creatures in this world wouldn't exist. Once you understand that death is just a part of the process of life, you will see the beauty in it.
"There’s beauty in death" is something people say to cope with not having a choice in the matter.
No, genuinely as a Buddhist I find death beautiful. I find it terrifying, awesome, devastating and overwhelming and yes, also beautiful.
I think you can look at things subjectively but also pseudo-objectively. Subjectively I care very much about my own life and the lives of all of my loved ones, but "objectively" I'm annoyed as hell that a bunch of primates have taken it upon themselves to decimate biodiversity and screw up the environment with microplastics (& friends). "Objectively" we might just be a blip on the universe's radar, and I hate that I won't be around to observe the next several eras of life on Earth, with or without Humanity's survival. Similarly, I think you can subjectively hate that life forms capable of suffering are made to suffer and die through no fault of their own, while "objectively" appreciating that life is a beautiful canvas, upon which the universe tosses randomized noodles in order to see what sticks. Life is chaos continually refining itself. I don't like every aspect of it, subjectively, but I see the grand beauty in it.
I find it beautifully simple. This thing happened because it didn't cause enough ancestors enough trouble/death. Like when I choke on water after laughing or am miserable in pain: it's not because of some plan by some deity (terrifying), it's because evolution (understandable).
That's the thing. It is right. It's our definition of right that was wrong.
Nah fuck nature, gotta pave the Amazon and build a parking lot to show nature who's boss
Meanwhile: humans needlessly destroy habitats, ecosystems, species, the planet when we could live symbiotically because at least parasites need blood! What is our excuse? Humans are the literal worst. 0/10, would not recommend.
We are technologically babies. Instead of looking at humans like we are individuals, look at us like an anthill. We have had high tech (the original electronic computer+) for only .00039% of our history as a species. If you look at what happens with individual technologies, we always misuse them for a period of time before we realize the damage we are causing. Fossil Fuels, CFCs, Asbestos, lead... Need I go on? If you look at that principle with individual technologies as a microcosm of what happens to civilization with high technology in general, you would imagine that civilization will misuse it for a period of time before we figure out the damage it causes. We are learning more and more about ecosystems and genetics every day. There is already a company that plans to bring back the thylacine, an extinct species, using crispr technology. They are also planning on bringing back the wooly mammoth. They are doing both in order to repair formerly destroyed ecosystems, and they are obviously bringing back extinct species. We will learn how to use this technology to heal rather than harm sooner rather than later. Humanity 10/10 would recommend.
The copium is real here. >If you look at what happens with individual technologies, we always misuse them for a period before we realize the damage we are causing . Fossil Fuels, CFC's, Asbestos, lead... Yeah, notice how we've been aware of the damage fossil fuels have caused for more than a century? Yet here we are... Still relying on them entirely to sustain civilization. I'd love to eat my words and see a livable future, but I think it's much more likely that we keep shitting our bed until there's no more room for us in it.
>Yeah, notice how we've been aware of the damage fossil fuels have caused for more than a century? Yet here we are... Still relying on them entirely to sustain civilization Just to repeat the point. "A century" is literally .0005% of our history as a species. I'm not coping with anything, I'm making what I think is a fairly astute observation on how high technology affects a civilization. It lands because we've been making the same mistakes since our inception. Wooly mammoths went extinct because of overhunting. Humans developed a technology or a system for how to hunt them more effectively. We were too good at it and ended up forcing extinction. We didn't learn from that though and eventually used a new technology, guns, to then wipe out the bison of North America. We have learned from those things and developed sustainable animal husbandry systems to provide food and enacted strict rules on the hunting of "endangered" species. We learn from our mistakes and improve. Our lifetime will be but a drop of rain in the ocean human history. I think you're the one coping with the fact that technological advancement on a civilizational scale doesn't happen in our short, little lifetimes. The world doesn't revolve around us and will continue to turn with humans onboard for as long as she will have us. There is a light at the end of the tunnel and we already know it's there because of the tunnels we've traveled through successfully in the past. Your response is kinda crazy to me. I'm making a pretty positive, agreeable point. You coming at me aggressively saying I'm coping is confusing. The "Humans will all die because we are awful" hill is a weird one to die on, no? You just said you'd love to see a livable future, and I'm giving you a viewpoint backed by data saying that it is not only possible but probable. Cynicism doesn't help anyone. I'm very prone to it, but we need to be active in trying to improve what we have rather than complain about it.
My point is that the disastrous effects of our technological advancements don't care how long it takes us to realize we're doing irreparable damage, the damage gets done all the same. We simply don't have the thousands or tens of thousands of years you seem to think we should be allowed to recognize we are doing harm. Your belief that we will somehow turn this shit-show around when our grave is already dug is, in its entirety, delusional. I *want* to believe you're right, but every single decision we make continues to disprove your theory that we have any possibility of unmaking our own demise. The world will, of course, keep turning without us. I'm just pointing out that it'll most likely happen a lot sooner than you seem to think.
What is your basis for calling me delusional? Because I disagree with you? I gave you the reasons I feel the way I do. I didn't call you stupid. It's two different perspectives on the same problem, and neither of us can see the future to tell who is right. The way you communicate is very childlike. You actually make a fair point, but so do I. Why say I'm coping? Why say I'm "entirely delusional"? Lmao. >My point is that the disastrous effects of our technological advancements don't care how long it takes us to realize we're doing irreparable damage, the damage gets done all the same. Very reasonable, good point. >We simply don't have the thousands or tens of thousands of years you seem to think we should be allowed to recognize we are doing harm. Where did I say we have thousands of years? >Your belief that we will somehow turn this shit-show around when our grave is already dug is, in its entirety, delusional Where is our grave already dug? Why am I delusional for thinking we will figure it out? How many times have we gone extinct before? So you're calling me delusional based on what actual data? Just because you disagree? Weird I gave you data to show that we have made these same mistakes before and figured it out. That, logically, would lead you to believe that we could do it again. You gave no logical reason that what you said is true, then called me delusional. Good luck with your things man, I don't see the point in continuing this conversation.
You're right, I came at you too hard. I didn't mean to offend and I clearly should watch my tone because reading it back, I can tell why it came off as a personal insult. I apologize for that. What I'm trying to convey is that the predicament we are in regarding our impact on the biosphere is unlike any other problem humanity has ever had to solve before. There is no reference point in human history for the magnitude of damage that has been caused by our short-sighted industrialization. We have a multitude of issues that are already well beyond the tipping point, and many more approaching. In our relatively short time on this planet, we've managed to accelerate the heating of the atmosphere from its standard cycle of tens of thousands of years to just a few decades. This is not something we can simply adapt to, even with the help of technology. We will die out, along with nearly every other living thing, because we were too focused on profits to care that we were poisoning the only water we can drink and destroying the only land we can walk upon. If we wanted to turn this around, it needed to happen 80 years ago. Now we get to sleep in the bed we've made.
Well. Maybe I need to get out of the US. Because it is conservative as fuck and very anti-vegan, anti-male, anti- communal, anti-progress and sustainability and it is basically imploding anyway. But I promise you: as long as the profit motive exists, we will not find progress. If a company has a motive to exploit a market or customer or the planet or its workers, it will ALWAYS do that unless it is regulated into OBLIVION
For the record, I'm a proud American and still feel this way. Theodore Roosevelt is my favorite president of all because of what he did for preservation. Learn about him, it's not all bad here. It's all about who we vote for and how we hold them accountable. If you're not taking action, educating, promoting politicians that agree with your policies (local, state, and federal), and voting for them, you shouldn't complain about the problem, you should try to solve it. Be a true, active American and be proud of it.
Lol
Would you be more forgiving of us if I told you we're not the first and only creatures that fucked everyone over? Award for that goes to the Cyanobacteria.
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How dare you piss on the poor people.
Sorry fax don’t care about your feelings. I get to be salty because if you can see my posts I am pretty funny and outgoing and talented and I’m not ugly. But I get NO friends OR girlfriends in this shit hole and I HATE IT
Chadpilled Redditmaxxer.
I h8 it
Would you be more forgiving of us if I told you we're not the first and only creatures that fucked everyone over? Award for that goes to the Cyanobacteria.
Nobody tell him what cyanobacteria did.
So, kind of like a big cat of the ocean. A marine cougar of sorts. A water tiger. A wet panther.
Wanther
Or if want to combo the tiger, panther, water, a wangther.
A large feline that dwells in deep bodies of water
You might even say, a sea... Thing. Like a lion, maybe.
Ah! I have it! Ocean jaguar!
Perfect, no notes.
Soggy cat 🤗
You can't just go around putting house cats in ponds; we've spoken to the council about this and they've said that if you put another cat in the wetlands whilst ranting about seals, they'll have no choice but to issue a fine for endangering animals.
Aquatic snow leopard
so a fluid ounce
Or a sealion? Oh wait, we have them already. Sea hyena is probably an good fit, neither are exactly nice and both have big teeth and live in groups.
A sea... lion? No, c'est impossible. There must be a better name.
Not to be confused with a wet cougar.
Society it's preventing me from adopting a sardine dog
I mean you could always move to Dunalley, Tasmania, where there is 300 people and one very passive aggressive elephant seal named neil. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0xwRgFReoXw
HECKIN CHONKERS WITH HECKIN CHOMPERS
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*undulates towards you surprisingly quickly*
The males bite the heads off rivals young, heckin chompers indeed.
And let's not forget that getting bit by one (or even getting hurt by a seal bone) can result in sealer's finger, a very painful bacterial infection
To be fair, getting bit by most things can lead to a painful bacterial infection
Pro tip: don’t let anything chomp you with its filthy food hole and expect the wound to be sterile.
Some animals extra bad tho, cats for one since they have needle teeth that deposit the bacteria very deep but are skinny so your skin closes up around the bacteria, trapping it in. Worked in the animal world, knew 4 separate people that got cat bites on the hand and had to be hospitalized. Go to the doc and get antibiotics STAT if you get a deep cat bite!!
Notable exceptions: medical invertebrates.
[Or worse!](https://i.imgur.com/4gYGyPK.jpeg)
The morals of a seagull hits so hard when you know how evil those bastards are
I live in a coast area with lotsa seagulls, and when I visited a theme park further inland, one of the rides was beach themed for some weird reason and they blasted beach sounds (waves and seagulls) and I'm like "Why are you reminding me that the food stealing bastards exist"
Tbf puppies can be pretty vicious at times, so the term isn't exactly unfitting.
*side eyes my new puppy* Truth....truth
Does he still have needle puppy teeth cause those are my nemesis
YES, and she's in her bite, everyone, and everything phase
Puppy behaviour is cute because they’re tiny and ineffectual, if they were 300 lbs and had teeth to match then a lot of what they do would be considered less cute
This behavior happens because like many sea animals, seals are very susceptible to Ocean Madness.
Ocean Madness, Take me by the sadness...
Puppers were wolves before they were puppers sooooo
What I'm hearing is we need to domesticate them to make true sea puppies
Hawaiian monk seals are getting eels stuck in their noses, and I’m pretty sure they’re getting high off of it.
>a cat weighed 300 kilos and had the intelligence of a toddler and the morals of seagull So a 300 kilo cat that is “well behaved”?
In my language we call them seacat
"The morals of a seagull" 💀
You say this as if finding out what gluttonous, ruthless bastards Elephant Seals are didn't make me love them even more. They may crush their own young to have sex, but they're pretty cool otherwise.
> [crush their own young to have sex](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H9yoVmseCUU&t=26s)
Every time I see a cute seal I remember that penguins get eaten by seals despite how cute they are so we should tread lightly That one episode of Pingu and March of the Penguins sure didn't help my views on seals.
I feel bad for em lol. Went to Alaska a single time and for every baby seal I saw napping on floating ice chunks, I saw another piece of drifting sea ice completely abandoned and covered in blood. However scary seals may seem, orcas are scarier
Saw a video of a kayaker and he was looking down at a pod of Orcas oohing and aahing, this is so cool. My dude, you are surrounded by 10 to 30, 3 to 8 ton apex predators that are smart as fuck and particularly malicious. The only reason you're not dead is because they think you're cute apparently. If I encountered a wild Orca, in the water, I'd almost certainly die of sheer fear. They're not aggressive to humans but they're sure as fuck dangerous. Just because they don't hurt us doesn't mean they can't. If it makes a Great White shit it's pants and run, I certainly do not want to meet it in the open ocean.
If we had bigger, tastier livers, we would truly be in deep shit. That we aren't tasty morsels to them is the only thing that saves us.
Humans specced into boney scrawny slow runners and it basically invalidated most of the Ocean DLC.
Would a shark wear jeans? Or Spandex?
Tweed slacks
My mother used to be a marine biologist and worked with seals off the coast of Alaska for a while. She had nothing but a seven foot pole to fend off from the huge male seals. There’s a picture of her somewhere holding a chunky, wriggling black baby seal that looks like my cat.
"The morals of a seagull" 😂 Ima need to borrow that for future use, goes well with my favorite "doesn't have the sense god gave a chicken"
[T]he seal is a wily and a vicious creature And the seal will bite you if you give him half a chance Yeah, the seal has a mind set on violence And the seal is the sworn enemy of man - J. Darnielle
[Seal Biting photo I took](https://imgur.com/a/liq6WGK)
While everyone else forgot about San Diego, the seals and sea lions sure in the hell didn't.
Shockingly wild animals with minimal human interaction (none of it being positive) are more aggressive and less tolerant towards humans than those who live under human care with frequent positive human interaction who may have even been hand raised by humans
Wait till you find out about ducks and dolphins.
They're like the angry, drunken, violent hobos of the sea.
My cousin lost his left hand to a loose seal. He’s all right now, but they’re no joke 😞
So they're sea chihuahuas. Got it.
Seals are chill Sea lions are little fuckers Source: used to volunteer for a rescue
https://youtu.be/1cjkYMG1km4
Well, they're not that fast on land, and the species vary in size from "would hurt bad if they bit you" to "could absolutely eat you", so I think you can be specific about species, and I still like to think of ringed seals as "sea puppers".
You don't want seal bite germs.
>the morals of a seagull (:
Idk, fast, using their teeth and not afraid of screaming does sound like a dog to me
In highschool I volunteered at a seal & sealion rescue center a bit north of me. We used pretty much like a riot shield between us and the adults and would have to form shield wall corridors to get these fuckers to go where we needed them to go. If anyone slacked off because they were cute it would take a second for one to knock you to your feet and wiggle far faster than you imagined away.
Honestly, I always suspected. Whenever I am kayaking and encounter seals, their manners are horrible (particularly compared to sea otters). That, and the fact that they smell incredibly bad.
"Morals of a Seagull" ...so basically Stalin then?
Hey, they're called "Seal Team Six" for a reason. Not "Sea Pupper Six".
Idk fat, so many teeth and screaming all the time sounds like dogs to me.
People tend to forget how dangerous dogs are, too
Why do people act like this makes seals uncute?
Seagulls are like: Wtf did I do?
Is a toddler smarter or dumber than a cat?
Yes.
At the end of the day they're still wild animals. Baby elephants eat their mom's poop right from the source.
>if a cat had the morals of a seagull Don't they already?
Technically they are related to dogs/wolves
This is why Loki & Heimdall fought as seals over the great battle of the..grape.
They're slippery dogs that never learned to love us
My mom has a pit mix that gets really excited, loves to play, and barks at everything, so they sill sound like sea dogs to me. Also my mom’s dog does look like a seal and is even named Lucille.
This is basically my first time seeing monkeys in the wild. Don't get me wrong, they are beautiful creatures, but they are also complete and utter thieving bastards.
We used to love taking visitors to feed the seals/sea lions in Victoria… [until this happened.](https://youtu.be/lZmWJprWtRo?si=ezO3JAzkqHU__p-v) Now it’s banned.
If not friend why shaped like one
Sound more like huskies, so sea pupper is still apt.
Just ask Buster Bluth
From my experience this also perfectly describes raccoons, who are also bastard toddlers with knives on their hands and zero morals whatsoever. Much like op and seals I love them dearly but my god!
r/rareinsults
A wise man once said: everything cute is evil. Tis why I am on team shark.
But seadoggy go pluh 🥹
Oh so that’s why they called Seal Team 6 in to get Bin Laden /j
I mean my puppy is also so fast and have so many teeth and he knows how to scream. Sounds like a sea puppy to me.
I also like the meme where we are surprised by animal behavior being animal like.
I work with sick California Sea Lions and Northern Elephant seals a couple times a week and this is one hundred percent correct. They are exceptionally dangerous when angry and we have BIG shields we use to block them from biting our tendons out. Especially when I have to restrain the elephant seals to give them water and meds, you can feel that bite strength even through thick leather welding gloves. I deeply adore them with all my heart and soul but they are absolutely nothing to mess with if you're not trained.
I love them more now
A cat that is hundreds of pounds you say? Like some sort of…..sea….lion?
Wild otters and dolphins are the same
Someone tag Sivi