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- space@beehaw.org
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- space@lemmy.world
- cross-posted to:
- space@beehaw.org
- news@lemmy.world
- space@lemmy.world
Scientists have discovered a reservoir of liquid water on Mars - deep in the rocky outer crust of the planet.
The findings come from a new analysis of data from Nasa’s Mars Insight Lander, which touched down on the planet back in 2018.
The lander carried a seismometer, which recorded four years’ of vibrations - Mars quakes - from deep inside the Red Planet.
Analysing those quakes - and exactly how the planet moves - revealed “seismic signals” of liquid water.
Yeah, but do they have hookers with three breasts? Otherwise, I’m not going.
Colonizing Mars exposed the colonists to mutagenic radiation, causing people born on Mars to have birth defects (and psychic abilities). They weren’t native Martians, so the three booby lady won’t exist until we send people there.
Fun fact, the Earth has a magnetosphere that protects us from radiation, and Mars does not. So it is very likely that Martian colonists would experience higher rates of cancer, birth defects, and sterility even with physical shielding.
But also, even if a human were to grow a third booby, it would probably be above or below one of the normal boobies, along a vertical line called the “milk line.” A third medial booby is, medically speaking, unlikely.
If anyone’s curious, this is called “polythelia” or “supernumerary nipple” (SFW - seriously). Per the wiki, it’s WAY more common than you’d probably expect, but they tend to go underreported bc people think they’re just a mole.
Runs in my family, from my father’s side.
Genetics are weird af.
Why a third boob when you could have a full Kuato?
Better yet, do they make me wish I had three hands?
You’re doing fine with two.
“blah blah blah it’s paper mache, I don’t care!”
To me personally, settling mars has nothing to do with colonialism, or capitalism, or hookers and blackjack. It’s about the fact that humanity is like a steam engine, and somebody threw too much coal into that thing. Now it’s cooking hot, and one way to keep it from exploding is to “release steam” (in a metaphorical sense). That means, settling off to some other planet.