I saw a video on the Internet two days ago. The world’s endangered animal whales in the zoo are eating fish. The video is a minute and a half long. Big bird that can grow up to 1.5 meters is not a fish that has been eaten into the bucket.
I was fascinated by this amazing big bird as it slammed awkwardly. Searching for it, I accidentally discovered that this seemingly stupid "staying bird" has a very cruel survival choice.
In short, this bird, which looks like a prehistoric animal, only has two eggs at a time, and the mother only raises the one that hatched first.
In the world of whales, the "first child" has an unshakable position. At 3 weeks of age, the young chicks eat and drink "Lazard" depends on the mother. The mother only gives the boss food and water, and the second child is just a "prepared tire" to prevent the boss from dying halfway.
Under this cruel setting, the boss can deliberately bully the second child and get rid of the fluff that has just grown out of it. Just because it was born three days earlier, it has the supreme right to life.
We know that all animal behavior is to continue the gene. The whale heads in the wild are not pampered, the water level in the swamp is uncertain, and the fishing depends on luck. Therefore, raising two children is too risky, or save one life first.
Some people say that this is the most ruthless crushing of nature, and it is a majestic rule and order.
Nature has never been warm and tender. In the BBC "Life Story" documentary, there is a kind of male pairing practice when the bird asks for a couple, singing and dancing, but after the success, the chance of mating is only for the old one; the cuckoo puts the egg in someone else. I don’t say it in the nest. The cruel thing is that when the eggs are hatched, the chicks know to push the rest of the eggs down...
In answering the question of "what are the cruel phenomena in nature" some people also mentioned the snow monkeys in Hell Valley, Japan.
In the world of ice and snow, there is a tourist project to see the snow monkey hot springs. Many years ago, these wild monkeys did not enjoy this kind of outdoor hot bath. Until a small monkey who came to the valley to drink water mimicked the human bathing behavior. Its courage has rewritten the lifestyle of the entire family. Between the evenings, the monkeys at the hot springs are famous and have plenty of food to feed. Their little faces are redder because of the heat and popularity.
On the other hand, the farmhouses around Hell Valley hate the monkeys who always steal fruit. These monkeys shivered in the cold wind and did not qualify for hot springs.
The administrator’s 40-year diary records that complex power struggles to have formed the social system of the snow monkey. There is always a monkey who plays the role of ruler. The newly won female monkey king is surrounded by its sisters and aunts, and any cross-border behavior will be strongly countered by the sisters. The ruler decides who is eligible for hot springs and who can only be frozen. Temperature difference of nearly 70 is sometimes the difference between life and death.
Finally, I want to say a fish that I admire very much, to add some "warmness."
At the southern tip of Kenya is an inland lake, Lake Magadi. The water is bubbling, hot enough to cook eggs, and corrosive. In this deadly water, there are still animals living, their name is "Saline-alkaline African squid", and the living environment is the worst in recorded fish.
This small fish likes to eat algae, and their food tends to grow around the volcanic hot springs, the highest temperature. Every little fish is faced with painful choices all the time: to be safe, you have to endure hunger, and you want to eat a meal at a risk.
Out of the instinct of life, they came up with a "good idea" - take a quick meal and hurry back to the cold water. So most of the time, they are going back and forth around the hot springs.
But there is always a fish that dares to take risks and choose to eat a few more. The fish mouth "kiss" the "hot" algae and indulge in the huge satisfaction brought by the food, as if the heavens and the earth no longer exist. Soon, it will float, not because it is too full, but cooked.
The last words from the food: "Although I am dead, I am full."
I will admire this fish, because the process of living is nothing more than eating, drinking, and dying in this world. All the rules and systems derived from it seem to be bustling and lively, but they are all fictional stories. So far, those unforgettable pictures have happened in restaurants: people are full of enthusiasm, I am eating attentively, eating my brain lack of oxygen, until the world is chaotic.