Bears 2 - Humans 0

I apologize for doing another bear story in the same week, but this was just too good to let go by without some commentary.

I read a report about a group of British "adventurists" (British Schools Exploring Society) ages 16-25 that go to obscure parts of the planet to see the sights. These cats decided to trek on over to Norway, more specifically the Svalbard Islands which is a few miles off the coast of Norway.

Now, to be fair this is allegedly a very picturesque place. Why these dudes went is unknown to me. What is know to me is the brochure put out by the tourism department of Norway and or the Islands themselves. The islands are touted as being home to 3,000 polar bears, 2,500 humans.

Now I'm not Aristotle but I can do long division. The odds of running into one of these bears is better than winning a Keno game in Vegas.

So this group of "adventurists" get to the island and set up their camp. I'm going to go ahead and guess the Polar bears were looking at these dummies like a McDonalds that just opened.

It's unclear as to how much time went by before the Polar Bears made their order, er, attacked 4 of these tourists. The report says 3 campers were injured, one dead - which is a nice way of saying the slow guy became a human McNugget. Polar bears eat what they kill, and most times they are hungry.

My buddy Steph in Vegas says the number one cause of death (for humans) is stupidity. How ironic that aside from thumbs, our ability to reason that was installed in us gets some of us killed. I'm sure there is a stupid factor in there somewhere, but neither Darwin nor Steph are big on complex mathematical equations.

If you are going to venture into an environment where your status as top of the food chain is compromised - hedge your bets and take a gun. If you are going to hang with Polar bears, take a BIG gun. Off to Vegas, have a great weekend!