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Rescue Rats to Find Buried Victims
adaminnj writes "Rats are being trained to sniff out the buried victims of earthquakes and bomb blasts and could be sent to search for survivors in the same way as dogs. The idea of being rescued by a rat may not appeal to many people, but they have the advantage of being able to crawl almost anywhere and slip through small holes and crevices. Like dogs, they also have a highly acute sense of smell. But to be successful rescuers, they must be able to home in on victims and signal their position to waiting rescue teams."
talk about being ratted out
And if the person is dead, eat them, thus saving costly search 'n' find excursion parties.
To me, the most interesting thing about this is how they "train rats to feel pleasure at the smell of humans", then monitor their brains for any pleasure stimulus.
But what happens when they come running to find that the rat has uncovered the world's largest cache of underground cheese?
Love the Third Amendment?
hope they don't train them with cheese.
Keep your packets off my GNU/Girlfriend!
"Hurrah! A rat, something to eat and drink at last!
Dunno what this transmitter thing is, must have got trapped around the creature somewhere..."
..trapped under 12 feet of concrete rubble, not being able to move, and a rat is gnawing at your face...
oh joy
Unless your name is Winston Smith shout out to George Orwell
We both found what we were looking for
With a friend to call my own
I'll never be alone
And you, my friend, will see
You've got a friend in me
(you've got a friend in me)
Ben, you're always running here and there
Finding dead bodies everywhere
If you ever look behind
And don't like what you find
Keep going and follow my distant calls
Under these broken walls
(under these broken walls)
I used to scream "HELP!!!" and "ME"
Now it's "us", now it's "we"
I used to scream "HELP!!!" and "ME"
Now it's "us", now it's "we"
Ben, most people would turn you away
I can't hear a word they say
They only see you as some trouble
Searching all this rubble
I'm sure they'd think again
If they had a friend like Ben
(a friend) Like Ben
(like Ben) Like Ben
Shoes for Industry. Shoes for the Dead.
Well at least you finaly got something to eat
Yeeaah, that's a good idea. Train rats to enjoy hunting down humans. This will end well, lol.
If you do a bomb atack also release 20 hungry cats in the area.
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This one is easy. Just program a microphone to pick up on the sounds of flesh being torn from the bones of the victims, and treat this as the "Found one!" signal. Hopefully you can triangulate the position of the victim before they are fully devoured.
... can this technique be used on women to train them to seek out the smell of all us unwashed geeks and nerds!
Smoking is an expensive, slow, and unreliable method of suicide.
I don't know about you, but the last thing i want to see after being buried under rubble from a collapsed building is a freakin' rat.
They better dress these disease caddies in orange jumpsuits and affix a shot of something to a barrel under their necks.
There are 01 types of people in this world. Those that understand binary, and me.
"Hurrah! A rat, something to eat and drink at last!
Ah, finally a chance for a Black Adder quote.
Black Adder:
What's on the menu?
Baldrick:
Rat. Saute or fricasse?
Black Adder:
Oh, the agony of choice. And sauteed involves?
Baldrick:
Well, you take the freshly shaved rat, and you marinate it in a puddle for awhile.
Black Adder:
Uh-hmm, for how long?
Baldrick:
'Til it's drowned. Then you stick it out under a hot light bulb, then you get within dashing distance of the latrine and you scoff it right down.
Black Adder:
So that's sauteing, and fricasse?
Baldrick:
Exactly the same, just a slightly bigger rat.