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Book Review: "Where Have the Birds Gone?" by Asad Rahmani

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Arguably one of the best books I have picked up, if only for its emotional impact.  TW for bird death.  (Also, I learned how to type emdashes on my computer. This is entirely an ape's handiwork, not a neural net's!)  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  Hello, readers! I recently found Asad Rahmani's "Where Have the Birds Gone?" in a bookshop, and I LOVED IT!  The book is split into two main sections; individual 'case-study' accounts of certain vanishing species, and a general overview of the threats that India's birds face. Dr Rahmani has clearly researched every aspect of this book in depth, and, charged with his poetic prose, this book is a wake-up call to the citizens of India to get off their chairs and do something to protect birds.  "Where Have the Birds Gone?" begins with a cold opener; the phrase 'Humans may not have made the world, but we have certainly changed it.' The introduction makes the reader uncomfortable, to the point of cri...

Survogel ACTUALLY Explores the Biosphere: Borneo

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Hey, readers! Not too long ago, I visited the island of Borneo. It was AMAZING! I saw lot of bird species there, but there are many I'm still wishing I'd seen. Here's how it went, rated on a 20-point scale. 

el monzón es cocide. - Thoughts

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For those of you who can't read Spanish: It says "The monsoon is cooked".  

Playback - A short story

"My territory! My turf! My home!"  I was minding my business, looking for something to eat, when I heard him. Who was he? I could've sworn he sounded familiar. But what was HE doing in MY territory? I approached him cautiously. He repeated the same words.  "My territory! My turf! My home!"  I hopped slightly closer. Wait, what were these giant creatures?  Oh no, it's the aliens. Gigantic, with two legs like ours, their skin in varying shades of brown speckled with urple - or so I hear. Never got close enough to find out.  Pretty much everyone knows what the aliens are and that they are meant to be feared. They gnaw away at forests, filling what's left of them with these mysterious stones and force fields I might lose my life to one day if I go there. They used to hunt species until they nearly disappeared, and some did, but some of the disappeared returned, evading their deaths by a rictal bristle.  But my species, reduced by the aliens until I was cert...

Plainly Speaking: Life on India's Grasslands

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PIED: Ah, road trips. Are you a frequent road-tripper like me? If so, you'll recognise three quintessential elements of each road trip: a bag of snacks in the car boot, a playlist of road trip tunes, and grasslands.  *record scratch*  Wait: grasslands?