Granted, it was a small sample size, but those results were encouraging enough to convince Jordan to conduct a more ambitious study over the last four years. His team worked with local farmers in the Okavango delta region, painting the cattle in 14 herds (a total of 2,061 animals). They used acrylic paint (black and white or yellow), applied with foam stencils in the shapes of the inner and outer "eye." The colors were chosen "because of their highly contrasting and aposematic* features, common in natural anti-predator signaling settings," the authors wrote.
Roughly one-third of the cattle in each herd got the eye patterns, one-third got simple cross-marks, and one-third weren't painted at all. The results confirmed Jordan's preliminary findings. Cattle with the painted eyes on their rumps were significantly more likely to survive than those cattle that had crosses painted on their butts and those that weren't painted at all. But the authors were surprised to find that even the painted crosses offered some survival advantage over the unpainted cattle. Over the course of the four-year study, 15 (out of 835) unpainted and four (out of 543) cross-painted cattle were killed by lions; none of the 683 cattle with painted eyes were killed.
The tactic will likely fail to deter the cattle's main predator...
[* Aposematic: conspicuous coloration or markings of an animal serving to warn off predators.]
(Score: 0, Redundant) by aristarchus on Wednesday August 19 2020, @06:15AM
Jordan? Jordan Peterson? Canadian of the all Beefeater diet, alone with his insane offspring [theguardian.com]? Now this submission makes sense. Sense about why it was submitted, and why it was accepted, but still nonsense. We could have had a perfectly cromulent aristarchus submission on QAnon, or Oleandrin, or Navy SEAL Breaking Right. But no, we get eyes on cow butts.
You know, Ancient Greeks, and Phonecians and others, used to paint eyes on the prows of their ships, so the ships could see dangers in advance. And of course, the best example of this in in Milagro Beanfield War [wikipedia.org], where the Sheriff drives out of town, over the painted lines cattle guard, and thinks, "How stupid can cows be!" But then, immediately, he thinks, "What kind of things like this am I falling for?"
This is a level of self-awareness unavailable to the likes of Runaway, and khallow, and TMB, since they like the Trumpster, and totally wound up in self-interest, and not adequately so. Locus Classicus, however, is a few millennia earlier, in the wisdom of Chuangzi:
From Stanford Encyclopedia of Philosophy [stanford.edu]
So, be careful, out there, so intent upon your prey, that you do not see that after the Fall of Trump, many will be criminally charged, either for collaboration, conspiracy, or culpable negligence. Many are already coming forward [go.com], to protect themselves. Cockroaches, cockroaches of the God-Imperator!