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ndz cze 30, 2019 5:09 pm

Mechanika kwantowa vs zdrowy rozsądek. Dr hab. Andrzej Dragan
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I’m watching the two of them from behind a van. With binoculars. The [schizoid] must be totally creeped out. (…) “Try getting in the van,” Crowe calls to me. I follow his suggestion, and, almost immediately, [Schizoid] starts responding to Crowe’s overtures.

“It’s not exactly fun for me, but it keeps [Schizoid] happy,” Crowe says.

More to the point, this strange cross-species seduction has helped ensure that [schizoids] continue to exist, at least in captivity

“It’s amazing, what Chris has accomplished with [Schizoid],” Lynch says. “This isn’t something just anyone can do.”

At 23, she had yet to produce a single [baby], and she had a reputation for murdering her mates. Two male [normies] that made amorous overtures toward [Schizoid] had been found dead, with their bellies sliced open by her sharp claws. That, at least, was the rumor, Lynch says.

That’s because the job of [schizoid] parent is more nuanced than we [normies] once realized. [Schizoids] have elaborate body language and sophisticated hunting techniques — skills that [babies] learn, at least in part, from observing their parents.

This volunteer must have been very motherly indeed, posits Lynch. I can only imagine that when someone hand-raised her ... they perhaps even carried her around like a baby or something. I’ve just never seen a [schizoid] that strongly imprinted.

This relationship, however well meaning, doomed [Schizoid] to a life of loneliness.

For a [schizoid] keeper, even mundane chores like [washing dishes] are edged with danger.

Crowe noticed that [Schizoid] seemed interested in, well, him. When Crowe stopped by her yard, she would bow her head and raise her [arms] — motions that Crowe now recognizes as the first moves of a mating dance. “At first, I thought that she was just excited to see me,” Crowe says. (…) Crowe accepted [Schizoid’s] invitation to dance. Though he felt a little silly, he bobbed his head when [Schizoid] bobbed hers, and raised and lowered his arms like wings. The two circled each other, and sometimes [Schizoid] would make a loud, trumpeting call — the beginning of the [schizods] love duet. If no one was around, Crowe would try to do the male part of the song — making a Homer Simpson-like “woo-hoo” — but [Schizoid] never found his efforts satisfactory.

One day that March, Crowe and Lynch entered [Schizoid room] and herded her into a corner. The moment [Schizoid] looked away, Lynch grabbed her body underneath her [arms]. Then, he stepped over the [Schizoid] and held her between his legs, facing backward. …