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A Catalogue of Willful Human Ignorance

departuresong

Bouncing Off Clouds
I found this posted on Coilhouse, one of my favorite blogs, and found it too powerful not to share.

Those sensitive to this kind of stuff may want to avoid looking at these pictures.

(blog post)
A powerful series of photographs by Chris Jordan detailing the deaths of albatross chicks on Midway Atoll. Here, albatrosses canvas the pacific ocean looking for food for their chicks, instead harvesting various bits of detritus which they then poison and asphyxiate their offspring with.

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The photos here are both beautiful and terrible, the stomachs of the deceased birds neatly confining jumbles of colorful trash in dessicated frames. It is a stark reminder of just how much power we have over our environment and how little we take responsibility for it.
If you want to take a look, the photographs can be found on Chris Jordan's site.
 
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Why do animals have so much trouble figuring out what's not good to eat?
Also, I mean, wow.
 
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I think I saw a Ctrl button. And a hiking whistle, which ironically is supposed to save lives.

I've seen worse.
 
...and the plastic comes out just the way it was before. Scary how the stomach contents literally beecomes the 'remains' of the albatross chick - moreso than the bones. Even in one of the photographs, there's so little skeleton left.
 
That's... really eye-opening. :(

...He prayeth best who loveth best all things both great and small;
for the dear God who loveth us, he made and loveth all?
 
we throw colorful little things on the ground, birds like to eat colorful little things. it's probably not a great habit for either of us.
 
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