Yeah... A marine biologist would of course lift up the urchin, look at his feet, say "wow beautiful", and put it back on the rock - without feeding it up with all kind of chemicals, placing it in a plastic bucket under neon-lights, dissecting it slowly... I totally believe that. Scientist = assassin. :)
By the way....I know someone who is quite a fastidious scientists himself when it comes to meticulous analyses. Especially when in the field of behavioural biology
Maybe depends on definition of competence and manipulation :)
Dead sea urchins next to their beauty to me seem most often rather fragile. Before you know, they are broken. Especially the irregular Spatangoida which when alive are not seen so often because they live burried in the sand and have a thinner skeleton.
dead sea urchins are wide spread in all oceans- most often they are collected and if one breaks, next chance another one is taken out and admired shortly...until it also breaks....or becomes dusty on the shelf or part of a species collection in an institute or a museum, or remains locked somewhere as a memomry seldomly looked at...and in the end also breaks
and: actually, manipualtion is not needed whereas competence is- by the knowledge about the feet and a close look at them, knowing where they are to be found (interstingly sometimes on their back :) )...
BLA-BLA-BLA. Don't you try to convince me that theoretical knowledge will ever be more important than experience.
As they also turn into dust when they remain untouched at the bottom of the oceans, don't you think that, even if only for a short time, it is worth it for them to get broken a bit earlier but to enjoy some admiration beforehands?
après avoir ramassé des réserves de coquillages,algues et crabes séchés, je me dis que parfois, il vaudrait mieux de l'expérience en mécanique et de la théorie en fabrication de mobiles marins !
Non-non-non! L'un ne peut aller sans l'autre - on croit sur ce blog que la technicité n'est appréciable qu'esthétisée. Que sans mobiles, un camping-car n'est pas digne de rouler.
Mais l'esthétique gagne-t-elle tant à être techitisée ? Je parie sur le collier en coquillages pour l'âne qui tirera la caravane quand le camping-car aura rendu ce qui lui sert d'âme. La technique ne triomphe pas toujours après tout. Pour ce qui est de la phone marine : "un ptit oursin qui piquait, qui piquait, qui voulait qu'on le caresse-resse-resse...". On néglige trop souvent la volonté de ces petites bêtes. Peut-être qu'elles considèrent la cassure comme un rituel sacré, ou qu'elles trouvent honorant d'être admirées par les humains...
is it beautiful or is it dead?
RépondreSupprimerBEAUTIFUL
RépondreSupprimer- albeit dead
- because dead (alive would only show a ball of black spines)
of course.
RépondreSupprimerbut it would also show them beautiful feet, maybe only or more visible to the marine biologist
(who would thereby kill it) :)
RépondreSupprimerKill the sea-urchin while looking at its feet?
RépondreSupprimerAbsodefinetly not. Beginner....
Yeah... A marine biologist would of course lift up the urchin, look at his feet, say "wow beautiful", and put it back on the rock - without feeding it up with all kind of chemicals, placing it in a plastic bucket under neon-lights, dissecting it slowly...
RépondreSupprimerI totally believe that.
Scientist = assassin.
:)
A marine biologist would know that you don't have to lift the urchin up to see the feet.....
RépondreSupprimerlawyered!
By the way....I know someone who is quite a fastidious scientists himself when it comes to meticulous analyses. Especially when in the field of behavioural biology
RépondreSupprimerOf course, I'm convinced that every competent marine biologist knows how to manipulate a sea-urchin...
RépondreSupprimerRealitified!
Nerds glasses on
RépondreSupprimerMaybe depends on definition of competence and manipulation :)
Dead sea urchins next to their beauty to me seem most often rather fragile. Before you know, they are broken. Especially the irregular Spatangoida which when alive are not seen so often because they live burried in the sand and have a thinner skeleton.
Nerds-glasses-off-tified!
Sometimes beauty comes from the fragility...
RépondreSupprimerThe ephemerality makes the admiration more urgent.
dead sea urchins are wide spread in all oceans- most often they are collected and if one breaks, next chance another one is taken out and admired shortly...until it also breaks....or becomes dusty on the shelf or part of a species collection in an institute or a museum, or remains locked somewhere as a memomry seldomly looked at...and in the end also breaks
RépondreSupprimerand: actually, manipualtion is not needed whereas competence is- by the knowledge about the feet and a close look at them, knowing where they are to be found (interstingly sometimes on their back :) )...
RépondreSupprimerEchinodermated!
BLA-BLA-BLA.
RépondreSupprimerDon't you try to convince me that theoretical knowledge will ever be more important than experience.
As they also turn into dust when they remain untouched at the bottom of the oceans, don't you think that, even if only for a short time, it is worth it for them to get broken a bit earlier but to enjoy some admiration beforehands?
après avoir ramassé des réserves de coquillages,algues et crabes séchés, je me dis que parfois, il vaudrait mieux de l'expérience en mécanique et de la théorie en fabrication de mobiles marins !
RépondreSupprimerNon-non-non! L'un ne peut aller sans l'autre - on croit sur ce blog que la technicité n'est appréciable qu'esthétisée. Que sans mobiles, un camping-car n'est pas digne de rouler.
RépondreSupprimerMais l'esthétique gagne-t-elle tant à être techitisée ?
RépondreSupprimerJe parie sur le collier en coquillages pour l'âne qui tirera la caravane quand le camping-car aura rendu ce qui lui sert d'âme. La technique ne triomphe pas toujours après tout.
Pour ce qui est de la phone marine : "un ptit oursin qui piquait, qui piquait, qui voulait qu'on le caresse-resse-resse...". On néglige trop souvent la volonté de ces petites bêtes. Peut-être qu'elles considèrent la cassure comme un rituel sacré, ou qu'elles trouvent honorant d'être admirées par les humains...