just found out that stoats hunt twice the size of them like rabbits by aggressively and eccentrically dancing around it with their little slinky rigatoni bodies so it can confuse the absolute fuck out of its prey until it can get close enough to jump on its back like some shadow of the colossus shit and take it down
oh my god its called the weasel war dance and they just go off the shits apeshit little animals
On this day, 19 April 2004, Jewish baseball player, son of Syrian immigrants, oil worker and communist Sam Nahem died in Berkeley aged 88. He began his professional baseball career in 1938, playing for the Brooklyn Dodgers, then later the St Louis Cardinals and Philadelphia Phillies, with a gap due to volunteering for military service in Europe during World War II, and was a prominent supporter of racial integration in the sport. Subsequently he was frequently blacklisted from jobs during the McCarthyist years, so he moved to California. He resigned from the Communist Party following the Soviet invasion of Hungary in 1956. There he became a rank-and-file worker leader, helping to organise a historic strike at Chevron Chemical and remaining active at the company for 25 years until his retirement.
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