Surely a Caribou could outrun a bear? That's what you get for trying to be a territorial badass, I guess.

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I spent some time teaching in Point Barrow (on the arctic sea) right after university. It was kind of depressing - and not just for the lack of daylight.

The native Inupiat culture seemed to fading pretty fast. Satellite dishes, pointed at the horizon were everywhere. Lot's and lots of heavy drinking, shooting and caribou hunts on snow mobiles with high power rifles.

I'm not sure what the answer is to helping these cultures survive and not completely corrupting / assimilating them into modern society - but in my experience at least, the status quo didn't seem to be working very well.

(English translation follows)

http://lyrics.wikia.com/Les_Cowboys_Fringants:Le_Gars_De_La_Compagnie

Depuis le début du siècle
Des gars courageux ont coupé le bois du Québec
Partaient à l'automne, passaient l'hiver dans des camps
Revn'aient voir leurs femmes quand arrivait le printemps.......
Les Américains flairant la bonne affaire
Sont v'nus faire la piasse dans l'bout de Trois-Rivières
Ça va nous faire d'la job pour les Canadiens-Francais
B'tissez vos usines pis nous on vous donne la forêt!

Pendant des années y'ont coupé comme des défoncés
La demande est trop grande pour s'qu'la forêt peut donner
Mais cé pas ben grave
Y'ont des chums au gouvernement
Fa'qu'y sont r'montés au nord
Continuer la coupe à blanc...

Les Amérindiens ceux qui chassent de père en fils
Ont voulu leur parler
Y s'sont fait dire rentrez chez vous
C'est pas avec vous autres qu'on va faire des b'n'fices
Pour nous un caribou c'est ben plus beau sur un trente sous

Et le gars d'la compagnie rit dans sa barbe
C'est qui le con qui a dit que l'argent poussait pas dins arbres ?

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Since the turn of last century
Brave lads have been logging the forests of Quebec
Leaving in the fall, spending winter in the camps
Returning to their wives when the spring would come again
The Americans could smell a lot of cash
Came to make a buck at the town of Trois-Rivières
It'd mean jobs for us, the French-Canadians
Build your factories and we'll give you the whole forest

Year after year they cut down trees like men possessed
Asking too much more than the forest could provide
But it was no big deal
They had friends in government
So they headed further north
And kept up their clearcutting

The aboriginals, who were hunters, man and boy
Tried to have a say
But were told to take a hike
It's not from your kind that we're going to make our profits
For us, your caribou looks better minted on a coin

And the company man is laughing to himself
Who's the fool who said that money doesn't grow on trees?

>> ^enoch:
several degrees above freezing..mmmm...toasty.


When you're wearing caribou outerware, that's like tropical heat. It's not uncommon to have to remove your parka, and just wear the snowpants (silapaaks) and t-shirt inside the igloo - even the snowpants keep your entire body warm.

>> ^HaricotVert:
I involuntarily dry heaved at the frostbitten penis.


As opposed to voluntarily?

I heard about this when they were filming it (The Inuit intelligence network is nothing if not efficient).

I found it interesting they imported a white woman to run the dog team, which would've involved flying her and her team into Resolute Bay, at a cost of thousands, when they could have just hired a local Inuk. I'm crazy like that.

Also, cold-weather training in the Austrian Alps is just not smart for preparing for the Arctic. All jokes aside, we are taught to have complete and sullen respect for the Arctic winters - it can kill you for the slightest of mistakes.

And finally, I found it fitting that they all wore Gore-tex, and complained about the cold. A snuggly caribou parka, and they would have been sweating all the way to the pole and back.

PALIN/COULTER 2012 !!!!!1!!2

Caribou Barbie and Soul-less Harpie. GOP FTL.

Caribou Barbie? hadnt heard that one. hahaha.

"nutty" insinuates mental illness??? i thought it was the flavor of her vagina.

nutty vag.

FACT: Reindeer are domesticated Caribou. I thought that might be a handy piece of information for people on the Sift. For all the people trekking out to find reindeer urine...I hope you're checking your messages. Caribou urine is just as good as reindeer urine. Good hunting.

Marble cheese on Stoned Wheat Thins (if no cheese brick on hand, Smoked Lox cream cheese works too).

Fried caribou meat (salted, cooked in butter).

Upvote for the pear halves ^.

Mac & Cheese mixed with Corned Beef Hash.

No beer for me - I rarely drink these days, and when I do it's a social occasion, which means it's in the living room or backyard BBQ.

Looks tasty. Not dissimilar from how a caribou is skinned.

Woohoo;) sifted..mercibeaucoup

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*promote!

i have to preface this by saying i had to skip one song that was "unknown artist," and called a default "track 5". that being said, nearly all of these worked out amazingly well. except caribou. that part is definitely false...

IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY," YOU SAY WHAT?
Kryptonite – 3 Doors Down

WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
Start Me Up – Rolling Stones

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
For All the Pretty People – Ben Folds

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Collide the Tide – Chin Up, Chin Up

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Plunk – Tegan and Sara

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Waffle – Sunny Day Real Estate

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Kyle Took a Bullet for Me – Tenacious D

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?
I’d Do Anything – Simple Plan

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
In A Submarine – Home Video

WHAT IS 2+2?
Everything I Want – Mohair

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Ave Maria – The Apples in Stereo

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Zing! Went the Strings of My Heart – Billy Eckstine

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Trains’ Leavin’ – French Toast

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Pirates – Bullets and Octane

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Eyes – Apollo Sunshine

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Suddenly Everything Has Changed – The Flaming Lips

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Seven Days a Week – The Sounds

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Deep in your Wake – Caroline’s Spine

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Those Magic Changes – Sha-Na-Na

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
One of These Things First – Nick Drake

WHATS THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
Murder on the Dance Floor – Sophie Ellis-Bextor

HOW WILL YOU DIE?
You Set the Scene - Love

WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
Rum is for Drinking, Not for Burning – Senses Fail

WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
The Men in Blue – Prince Paul

WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
Dead Man’s Will – Iron and Wine

WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?
I’ll Do Anything – Jason Mraz

WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
Caribou – The Pixies

DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
You Get Me – Michelle Branch

IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?
Wildest Dreams – Moody Blues

WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
Blueside - Rooney

http://lyricwiki.org/The_Tragically_Hip:Long_Time_Running

does your mother tell you things
long, long when i'm gone
who you talking to
is she telling you i'm the one

it's a grave mistake
and i'm wide awake

drive-in's rained out
weatherman wet-fingers the sky
he pokes it out, he pulls it in
he don't know why

it's the same mistake
it's been a long time running
it's been a long time coming
it's well worth the wait

we don't go anywhere
just on trips
we haven't seen a thing
we still don't know where it is

it's a safe mistake
it's been a long time running
it's been a long time coming
well, well it's all the same mistake
dead to rights and wide awake
i'll drop a caribou
i'll tell on you, i'll tell on you
i'll tell on you

you've got a boatload of nerve
but i would say you've been told
you work me against my friends and you'll get-
you'll get left out in the cold

it's the same mistake
it's been a long time running
it's been a long time coming
it's been a long long long time running
it's well worth the wait.

I am honored that blankfist would bother to mention my name. Or remember it for that matter.

Libertarians and hard grain alcohol are not as loosely related as some would think. Fact is, one could not exist without the other.

But this isn't about me, and it's not about that seven inch long finger-like protrusion that most men feel when they reach for their crotch, except for blankfist.

No, this is about some Norwegian fuck with a purple hat that I've never met.

Some kid in a country almost as important and beautiful as Greenland, who for some god forsaken reason agreed to be the sacrificial caribou....

What? What do you mean I can't keep typing? Why, this is an outrage! I deman....

well... don't forget to pack a lunch. I hope things aren't too bad, I may be able to relate these days. Life is pretty crazy for me right now too. I'll meet ya down there and buy you a shot of tequila.

In reply to this comment by kronosposeidon:
I'm doing alright, all things considered. I just gotta crawl a quarter mile through a sewer line and I'll be free. Hello Mexico!

In reply to this comment by MrConrads:
hey thanks krono! hope all is well!

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*promote