theres a real answer to this. if i understand correctly because of the way proportions work a smaller thing’s ratio of surface area to interior is greater, so a mini mnm will have proportionally more candy shell and less chocolate interior than a normal size mnm. so even if you increased in size this much the ratio of chocolate to shell in a normal mnm would remain the same so they would not taste like the more-candy-per-total-mass mini mnms. if mnms increased in size proportionally with you, they would taste more chocolatey than normal mnms
this is a similar concept to the reason why creatures in the deep sea can evolve to be gigantic despite the rarity of food sources: its actually metabolically more efficient to be fuckhuge because your surface area/body mass ratio will be less and thus youll lose less heat through your skin (relative to your mass) to the surrounding cold environment of the sea than a smaller organism would lose
Concept: a small child whose imaginary friend is Superman. He talks to “Superman” all the time, completely unaware that Clark can in fact hear everything he’s saying. The child and associated adults are infinitely surprised when reply letters from Superman start appearing in their mailbox
Ladies and Gentlemen i present to you John Carpenter’s The Thing, as performed by the claymated, Antarctic cast of the hit children’s animation Pingu. Directed by Lee Hardcastle, in under 3 minutes. Noot, Noot.
Today I learned that the university of Coimbra in Portugal has
a great 18th-century library, the Biblioteca Joanina, that maintains a colony of bats to effectively control the population of paper-eating insects called
papirófagos.
These bats are less than an inch long. They roost during the day behind the bookcases and come out at night. There doesn’t seem to be any English word for
papirófago, a cursory search turns up no details about what sort of insect they are, and ngl I am slightly concerned about them as a phenomenon. But I think my overarching point here is clear:
This library keeps tiny bats that look after the books.
I’m here for tiny bats saving books.
Aaaahhh!!
What good and noble tiny flitters!!!! <3
My nayme is Batt And wen its nite On sylente wings I flye to fite
The lybrarie’s
My battlefielde
Papir’fagoes
Haffe to be killed
And this is not the only Portuguese library where that happens, there’s also a colony of bats in the library of Palácio Nacional de Mafra (another stunning place)!!!
Sometimes, I have wondered whether life wouldn’t be much more amusing if we were all devils, no nonsense about angels and being good.
Bride of Frankenstein (1935) dir. James Whale
woke: midsommar is a horror movie about a manipulative cult
bespoke: midsommar is a litmus test to tell how easily you could be indoctrinated into a cult and if your first thought after watching it is that it was a girl power movie you’re very susceptible to cult tactics and you should be aware of that
Midsommar is one of my favorite films of all time ‘cause when I heard about it I couldn’t believe they used the premise of “weird dangerous group of people” for white folks, not only that, but northen european folks that usually are held as the pinacle of culture and civilization. That is a role that has been only ever given to black and indiginous people (as far as I know). Think about Robinson Crusoé, the King Kong, the whole ideia that’s reforced over and over in horror genre of “black magic” or “voodoo” or “evil canibalism”. I was so thrilled that finally the bad guys weren’t already marginalized ethinicities. I even thought before watching the movie “how will they manage to make these white people, who are always seen as the standard, seem like the dangerous other”. Then I watched it and thought “they did it! That’s some creep ass cult shit right here”. But then I saw the popular opinions and got so sad. Because I was wrong. To white people, other white people will never be evil or cruel or wrong. No matter how dehumane their acts are, they will always be the good guys in each other’s eyes. If the exact same story had been in a indiginous tribe you bet everyone would be saying “poor Dani, surrounded by savages” but as they’re all blue eyed blonde cultists in the middle of european fields that becomes some “girl power cottagecore dream”. And that’s white feminism in its prime.
