in yet another example of how science is cool, and how biology trumps the hell out of any other science you want to play against, an article posted today in the NY times tells us all about one woman’s adventures in the exciting world of waterfowl phalluses.
apparently, a female duck will pair up exclusively with one male for the mating season, but other ducky bastards will show up and try to get some action too. as a result, the girls evolve longer and more twisted oviducts as a way to reproductively combat the rapist interlopers. i’ve got to go look up her published papers to see if there are more/better pictures, but the story is just great.
i love that somebody can get funded for this. and she’s *set* on cocktail-party stories for life.