The 6 Most Intimidating Statues from Around the World

... it has a much weirder trick up its sleeve. It turns out the whole thing is covered with 16,000 lights that turn the statue into a mythological disco party at night. And its mouth and eyes are lit from within, so you'll never forget what hell looked like in the '70s.

And, if the mood is right and the power is up and running, this Merlion shoots LASERS out of its EYES. All statues should have that capability.

Deep in the heart of what used to be Stalingrad is a statue so fearsome, so monstrous, so testing-the-boundaries-of-what-God-will-allow, that it's actually in danger of self-destruction any day now. Not just because of the person-size mouth that threatens to inhale all the good oxygen that's left in the world, but because it's just too damn big. Behold, "The Motherland Calls":

Now, it helps to know that this sword-swinging giant isn't just an ode to big-muscled Russian ladies -- she's commemorating the Battle of Stalingrad, a World War II fight that saw over a million deaths between the two sides. So while America's iconic lady statue carries a torch lighting the way toward freedom, Russia's is carrying a sword lighting the way toward certain annihilation. If you ever needed to know what the Cold War was about, this is probably it.

But there's a problem. The statue is so massive that the two shawls on her back are each the size of a Mack truck and weigh 250 tons apiece. The statue as a whole weighs a gigantic 8,000 tons.

Look at that chart. The Statue of Liberty may be slightly taller than Russia's giant female sword monster, but if you take away the Statue of Liberty's wussy pedestal, it's barely half of Mama Calls' size. "The Motherland Calls," on the other hand, is standing on the GROUND like an average Joe. Hell, "The Motherland Calls" isn't even attached to its foundation. It's just resting there on the hill with its weight and gravity being the only thing keeping it from kicking the whole Earth's ass. It's so rad, it doesn't even care about structural integrity, a fact you might want to keep in mind the next time you visit the area.

Have you ever wondered what it would look like if Edgar Allan Poe piled a bunch of ships on top of each other, climbed to the top, then looked out upon the ocean with a set of eyes so crazy, they begged for an intervention? Russian artist Zurab Tsereteli did. So, in 1997, he used the 300th anniversary of the founding of Russia's navy to unleash this heap of anger on the city of Moscow:

Now, obviously the man above isn't Edgar Allan Poe or William Shakespeare or Bill Murray or any of the other men he slightly resembles; he's supposed to be Peter the Great, the ruthless czar who dragged Russia into modernity. It just so happens that this version of Peter is dressed like a Roman centurion and holding a golden scroll that bears the names of all who will be consumed by his wavy locks. His other hand is steering the ship, which isn't so much a ship as it is a "ship collection," but we'll get to that in a second.

Under Peter's feet is a decent-size boat. Sure, it's small compared to his giant form, but realistic scale isn't a concern when creating the world's most badass monuments. What's more important is what's underneath that ship, which is about a dozen other ships, each jammed mercilessly with a flag of St. Andrew's cross, just so you don't forget who's in charge here.

That scowling giant about to march off and fight Godzilla is a first-century Chinese general named Guan Yu. The guy started as a run-of-the-mill soldier, but legend turned him into a god who holds a spot in Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism. Triple threat! Kind of like Jesus, but not even a little bit. While there are countless statues of Guan Yu all over the world, it took until 2010 for engineering technology and copper accumulations to catch up to the monument that Guan deserved.

Even his belt buckle is horrifying. Notice how puny the tourists are in comparison to the statue. You can't see their faces, but they're actually all crying in this picture. You would be, too, if you were in the presence of a legend nicknamed "The Saint of Force," a title he earned by helping establish the Shu Kingdom through sheer badassery. According to legend, Guan Yu pummeled his way through an army of thousands to lop off the opposing general's head, played chess and got drunk during his own bone-scraping surgery, and carried around a crescent blade known as the Green Dragon. THE GREEN DRAGON. Oh, and after getting decapitated by his enemies, he apparently appeared to a Buddhist monk, demanding, "Return me my head." Why the hell doesn't the statue depict that?

To really understand what puts this monument on the Teddy Roosevelt end of badass, you have to start from the bottom and work your way up. Specifically, take a look at what this family is emerging from -- it's a VOLCANO. Are there even volcanoes in Senegal? Who knows? It doesn't matter, because this ripped family was forged from the fiery depths of the Earth itself and there's nothing you can do to contain them.

From this angle, the mom looks a little like Lara Croft if she traded in her utility belt for half a bed sheet and let a whole boob dangle out in the process. Normally, sticking a cartoonishly buxom woman's body on a 160-foot monument wouldn't ruffle too many feathers, but Senegal is 94 percent Islamic. The president just didn't give a shit.

The headband on the guy is made up of windows, by the way -- he has an observation tower in his skull:

Finally, perched up on the dad's chiseled shoulders is the world's most muscular baby pointing to what we can assume to be your doom. Or the Pacific Ocean, depending on how you feel about water.

Imagine you're taking a quiet stroll along the Norwegian coast when you stumble upon three stone swords thrust into the ground. Is it a test? If you pull them out, are you the rightful king of Norway? In a fit of righteous anger, did God himself stab the Scandinavian country with three 32-foot-tall swords? Does God hate pale people?

Maybe. Or maybe the Sverd i Fjell monument was erected in 1983 to commemorate the exact spot where Norway was founded, but that's not nearly as interesting a story. If that's the one we're going with, the largest sword represents King Harald Fairhair, who crushed his opponents into submission during battle in 872, hopefully while wielding a sword that was the exact height as the one depicted here. That act alone makes up for having the last name "Fairhair."

The hilt of each sword is designed to honor a different part of the country, and they're a popular backdrop for wedding ceremonies. The fact that these weapons of the gods are seen by some people as a symbol of everlasting love, instead of a place to settle family blood feuds and hold beheadings, really goes to show you how badass Norway really is.

Joey Clift is a sketch comedy writer and performer living in Los Angeles. He's written bits and segments for Scare Tactics on SyFy, Tosh.0 on Comedy Central, and World's Deadliest on National Geographic Wild. Check out his sketch group on YouTube and Facebook.

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