A quick news round
“Mentally sick girl executed by Judge she defied. Her crime? She had sex with an unmarried man”. In Iran, “only half of the women can read, only one in 10 have a job and two-thirds are beaten in their homes.”
You know, I am all about embracing and respecting other cultures but when I read stuff like the above, it really makes me very angry. I can’t stomach unneeded violence and pain for no good reason.
“Hawking criticises EU states trying to ban stem cell research”
I hope he makes a breakthrough in the ears of the EU leaders and EU doesn’t follow the bone-headed Bush decision.
An American scientist says the results of a 29-year study suggest parrots could be as intelligent as five-year-old humans.
Which doesn’t surprising me in the least after I saw on TV –years ago– some parrots dancing to music. To understand music and embrace it, you gotta be intelligent. I wonder why it took them 30 years to figure that out.
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The parrot thing reminded me of one of the best conversations in Dead Like Me:
ROXIE: I’m going to get a pet bird.
MASON: Don’t get a bird.
ROXIE: Why not?
MASON: Because they’re weird? Man, I can’t relate to a bird, they are so far removed, they’ve got different chromosomes. And they come from eggs.
ROXIE: They’ve got faces.
MASON: So do cockroaches.
(longer pause)
MASON: I mean, what you going to do with a bird?
ROXIE: Stick it in a cage and feed it, what do you think I’m going to do with it.
MASON: I think you should get one that you can eat.
ROXIE: (looks agast) I’m going to get a freind, I’m not going to eat my friend.
MASON: They have brains the size of pistachios, it’s not smart enough to be your friend.
ROXIE: You dont know what you are talking about, I saw this special on PBS called “Animal Miracles” and they did a dramatic re-enactment of a guy being robbed and he had a parrot or a cockatail or something and that bird lost its shit when it’s owner was attacked, it opened up it’s cage…
MASON: Woah, why would you put a bird in a cage if it can open the door?
ROXIE: Where else are you going to put it? It opened up its cage and went crazy, pecked out the guy’s eyes, scratched his face, messed his face up like Tippy Hedren or some shit so don’t tell me that’s not friendship
(Annoyed at Mason for being Mason. Both of them pick up the menus again and after a pause)
MASON: How big was this parrot?
ROXIE: I don’t know, parrot size…
MASON: Well a parrot can’t take on a fully grown man, unless this man is a big pussy.
ROXIE: I didn’t say the parrot won. The robber stabbed it with a fork and killed its owner. The bird is dead.
MASON: So why do you want a bird?
ROXIE: It’s not about homeland security you stupid motherfucker, I’m going to get a friend.
MASON: (under his breath) Jesus…
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