Perdix | |
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Grey Partridge | |
Scientific classification | |
Kingdom: | Animalia |
Phylum: | Chordata |
Class: | Aves |
Order: | Galliformes |
Family: | Phasianidae |
Subfamily: | Perdicinae |
Genus: | Perdix Brisson, 1760 |
Species | |
P. perdix |
Perdix is a genus of partridges with representatives in most of temperate Europe and Asia. One member of the genus, the Grey Partridge, has been introduced to the United States and Canada.
These are non-migratory birds of open country. The nest is a lined ground scrape in or near cover. They feed on a wide variety of seeds and some insect food.
These are medium-sized partridges with dull-coloured bills and legs, streaked brown upperparts, and rufous tails and flanks barring. Neither sex has spurs on the legs, and the only plumage distinction is that females tend to be duller in appearance.
Grey and Daurian Partridges are very closely related and similar in appearance, and form a superspecies. Tibetan Partridge has a striking black and white face pattern, black breast barring and 16 tail feathers instead of the 18 of the other species.
None of the species is threatened on a global scale, but the two more widespread partridges are over-hunted in parts of their range. The Grey Partridge has been badly affected by agricultural changes, and its range has contracted considerably.
The Tibetan Partridge seems secure in its extensive and often inaccessible range on the Tibetan plateau.
The bird shares its name with the nephew of Daedalus of Greek mythology, who was transformed into the bird when his uncle murdered him in jealousy.
A prehistoric species only known from fossils was described as Perdix palaeoperdix. Occurring all over southern Europe during the Early - Late Pleistocene, it was a favorite food of the Cro-Magnons and Neanderthals. The relationships between the prehistoric species and the Grey Partridge are somewhat obscure; while very similar, they might be better understood as sister species rather than the Grey Partridge evolving from the Pleistocene taxon.
Perdix (Pur-dixs) was a nephew and student of Daedalus in Greek mythology. (In other sources, Perdix is the parent of Talos).
Daedalus was so proud of his achievements that he could not bear the idea of a rival. His sister, sometimes named as Perdix, had placed her son (variously named Perdix, Talos, or Calos) under his charge to be taught the mechanical arts. He was an apt scholar and showed striking evidence of ingenuity. Walking on the seashore, he picked up the spine of a fish, or a serpent's jaw. Imitating it, he took a piece of iron and notched it on the edge, and thus invented the saw. He put two pieces of iron together, connecting them at one end with a rivet, and sharpening the other ends, and made a pair of compasses.
Daedalus was so envious of his nephew's accomplishments that he took an opportunity, when they were together one day on the top of a high tower, to push him off. But Athena, who favors ingenuity, saw him falling and arrested his fate by changing him into a bird called after his name, the Perdix (partridge). This bird does not build its nest in the trees, nor take lofty flights, but nestles in the hedges, and mindful of his fall, avoids high places. For this crime, Daedalus was tried and banished.
Perdix is a genus of partridges with representatives in most of temperate Europe and Asia.
Perdix may also refer to:
[The hatred that was shown by the crusaders for people who were basically peaceful and the extremes of torture and murder to rid France of the heretics]
Look out Sentry,
We're in a killing mood
Don't stand in our way,
Don't try to slow us down
This is war, seek Divinity
We only want to stop heresy
Terror, hatred, murder
Error, fateful, mistake
No need to shout boy
It won't save your skin now
It's best to prepare
The time must come for all
Terror, hatred. murder
Error fateful, mistake
Don't stop carry on ahead
Don't stop till they are all dead
Minerve die
Cathars fly
Don't stop just swing that sword boy
No one to resist you just forge on
Massacre, Heretics, Cathars
Murder, in the name of the Lord
Blood flows like fire in my brain
Blood flows like water reddened rain
Won't you come and join us
Praise and rejoice us more
If we don't act
And win this war
These heretic bastards
Will be knocking at your door
Massacre, Heretics, Cathars
Murder, in the name of the Lord
If we don't end this blasphemy
The war will reign for centuries
Keep our church free, we will
Massacre these Cathars and make sure