Ko sem ravno
pisala o vonjih in vohljačih, sem na netu zasledila informacijo, da bi v
prihodnosti lahko podgane in miši genetsko spremenili, da bi zaznali oziroma
izvohali določen vonj.
Raziskovalci so
uporabili genske spremembe, s katerimi so naredili miši boljše pri zaznavi
določenega vonja. Poskus so izvedli z dvema znanima vonjema – kemikalijama, ki
imata sladek vonj, podoben jasminu in drugim, z vonjem poprove mete. Raziskava
je pokazala, da so mutirane miši lahko zaznale manjše količine omenjenih vonjev
kot nemutirane miši.
Če bomo našli receptor, ki ga aktivira kokain, lahko ustvarimo glodalce
super vohljače. Si predstavljate miš komisarko Reksico, kako vohlja med
prtljago in potnice, ki skačejo na stole in mize, ker se bojijo miši.
Življenje slavnih
Princ Harry se je
odločil, da se bo pred očmi celega sveta testiral na okužbo z virusom HIV in s
tem pomagal ozaveščati javnost o tej problematiki ter k temu dejanju spodbujal
še druge.
Testiranje so v živo predvajali na uradni Facebook strani kraljeve družine.
"Gej
ali ne, bel, črn ali oranžen ... Zakaj se ne bi testiral?" je
dejal ob tem.
Bravo, Harry. Kaj takega naš predsednik ne bi zmogel, ker se boji igel.
Ti pa Harry priporočam, da zdaj ko si tak dec, poskušaš še sam iztisniti
zobno pasto na zobno krtačko, ker ti menda služinčad tudi to naredi. Boš videl,
kako paše!
Še eno imam v zvezi s kraljico. Hrvaška predsednica Kolinda
Grabar-Kitarović je popolnoma zgrešila protokol pri rokovanju in kraljico
pokroviteljsko prijela z levico čez podlaket. Da se zna, ko smo mi Hrvati.
Sliko svojega štiridelnega moža je pa izrezala iz skupinske fotografije s
kraljico. Da ne bi metal sence nanjo …
Veš poet
svoj dolg?
Te dni se veliko govori o Nobelovi nagradi za literaturo. Zagotovo je
Dylan velik pesnik, ki poje o krivicah in miru. Ampak nagrada za literaturo ob
vseh literatih velikanih, ne vem…. Kot je dejal veliki Rabindranath
Tagore: Največja nagrada za človekov trud ni tisto, kar bo zanj dobil, temveč tisto, kar bo postal.
... No, oba sta postala legendi in oba sta dobila nagrado za literaturo. God
bless.
Ne morem si
kaj, da ne bi objavila Dylanovega besedila pesmi Like a Rolling stone. (ne
dolgo nazaj je bil dan brezdomcev s sporočilom, da brezdomec lahko kadarkoli
postaneš tudi ti…)
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People call say 'beware doll, you're bound to fall'
You thought they were all kidding you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hanging out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging your next meal
Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People call say 'beware doll, you're bound to fall'
You thought they were all kidding you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hanging out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging your next meal
How does it feel, how does it feel?
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone
Ahh you've gone to the finest
schools, alright Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
Nobody's ever taught you how to live out on the street
And now you're gonna have to get used to it
You say you never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you…
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
Nobody's ever taught you how to live out on the street
And now you're gonna have to get used to it
You say you never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you…
How does it feel, how does it feel?
To be on your own, with no direction home
A complete unknown, like a rolling stone
To be on your own, with no direction home
A complete unknown, like a rolling stone
Ah you never turned around to see
the frowns
On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on a chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discovered that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal
On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on a chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discovered that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal
How does it feel, how does it feel?
To have on your own, with no direction home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone
To have on your own, with no direction home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone
Ahh princess on a steeple and all
the pretty people
They're all drinking, thinking that they've got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts
But you better take your diamond ring, you better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him he calls you, you can't refuse
When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you've got no secrets to conceal
They're all drinking, thinking that they've got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts
But you better take your diamond ring, you better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him he calls you, you can't refuse
When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you've got no secrets to conceal
How does it feel, ah how does it
feel?
To be on your own, with no direction home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone
To be on your own, with no direction home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone
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