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I found a cool study that calculated, for what is apparently the first time ever, the trophic level of humans. Then I ranted a bit.
A new study from Nature Neuroscience suggests it is possible. But critics say we still don’t have enough information on the molecular mechanics of transgenerational epigenetic inheritance to say for sure.
I find gross things and dead things endlessly fascinating. As a result, I might become known as the “exploding dead things” girl. But who am I kidding? I won’t mind in the slightest. See my latest about exploding corpses—although this time, it’s about WHALES.
One time, I had a fire ant in my pants. It bit me three or four times, all of which were shockingly painful. I did not kill him.
This article is not about that fire ant.
In today’s episode of “Why the Hell Is Lex So Fascinated by Death?,” Motherboard & I bring you this:
(Also, from last Friday, which I was apparently too lazy to post: The In-Vitro Cookbook Will Help Us Prepare the Future Meat We Don’t Have Yet)
My favorite topic. And a reason to post a picture of my favorite dude.
Nothing is uniquely good.
And something I wrote yesterday that is totally unrelated:
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Scientists have been recovering the fossils of long-dead species at the La Brea Tar Pits in Los Angeles for 100 years today. Though I’ve never been there, I wrote this in honor of the bubbly pit of doom.