Important Thought Experiment

[Bi_3]

[B]

Since, I'm apparently going to die after 61 minutes of being mauled by random animals anyhow, I'll choose the buffalo and the rats and hope the hunter shoots me in the head quickly.

[wease]

Defense- Crocodiles and rats

The hawks may give me some trouble but I think I could hold them off for an hour.

[BurtReynolds]

I think I might be fucked any way I choose.

[contamination]

Defense: 1 hunter with rifle and wolves. I'm sure it wouldn't take long for the hunter to kill the bears, lions and gorillas. After that he would take out take crocs and hawks while the wolves would take care of the buffalos and rats.

[Bi_3]

You gotta take the rats. It's 10,000 rats.

[bada]

Rats and lions I think.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[wease]

Yeah. 10,000 is a fucking LOT of rats.

[B]

How many shots are in your average rifle? If that hunter pauses to reload before all the big animals are down, you're both toast.

[JuanHamm]

I don't know how effective 10,000 uncoordinated rats is going to be. I guess the other animals might get full from eating them.

[wease]

I don't know how effective 10,000 uncoordinated rats is going to be. I guess the other animals might get full from eating them.

The other animals wouldn’t have a chance. Rats are vicious little bastards. And remember, they don’t scurry when something bigger comes their way.

[Chris_H_2]

rats and rifle, no question

[Chris_H_2]

And remember, they don’t scurry when something bigger comes their way.

you deserve to be banned for this

[JuanHamm]

I don't know how effective 10,000 uncoordinated rats is going to be. I guess the other animals might get full from eating them.

The other animals wouldn’t have a chance. Rats are vicious little bastards. And remember, they don’t scurry when something bigger comes their way.

You may well be right. 10,000 rats is hard to conceptualize.

[wease]

I don't know how effective 10,000 uncoordinated rats is going to be. I guess the other animals might get full from eating them.

The other animals wouldn’t have a chance. Rats are vicious little bastards. And remember, they don’t scurry when something bigger comes their way.

You may well be right. 10,000 rats is hard to conceptualize.

Hell, they’d probably eat me and the crocs after the hour is up

[Bi_3]

rats and rifle, no question

I lean this way. Just the rats is > 100:1 ratio, like a river rushing at the opponents. Only other question is can you stop the hunter from killing you outright... probably not so you gotta take the hunter. Maybe hawks can give enough cover.

[wease]

Of course my gun fiend cousin insists the Hunter have an m134 mini gun. I had to look it up.

[bart]

I think people are overestimating the effect of 10k rats. A cube of 1k rats seems like it’d be about 3x3’, so you could fit 10k in a small-to-medium sized uhaul, it’s not some endless wave of them. I’d take the hunter and either the buffalo or crocs

[JuanHamm]

I would never trust a crocodile to keep me safe. I wouldn't trust the birds either.