@Strelitzia_heal@NicHulscher I could not agree more! I wonder how quickly further studies will be pursued? Unfortunately, I also wonder how long it will be before some legislation suddenly appears in various counties attempting to block people's access to psilocybin further than it already does.
@murexromano@japan_nobunaga@UrbanCourtyard If you mean a courtyard that serves a high rise apartment block with lots of flats - no. If it was a small commune or my own house, then yes.
No. In the old days, like 40 years ago in the countryside where everyone sorta knew everyone else it was OK - my wifey's sister at age 4(?) used to go on her tricycle to our nearby hatake (maybe 300m) ziggzagging across a few roads - but these were small roads and plenty of tambo (open fields) so visibility for drivers was not too bad. Today it's very built up, even in the last fee years - lots of houses and people we don't know. So today we would not allow that.
🚨 Thomas Sowell debunks the Great Depression’s most entrenched myth
“There’s this narrative out there that the reason we had mass unemployment in the 1930s was because the market failed. It so happens that for the 12 months following the stock market crash, we never hit double digits of unemployment.”
“Unemployment peaked at 9 percent two months after the crash and started going down. The unemployment rate was down to 6.3 percent when the federal government figured it had to intervene.”
“And that’s when the downward movement reversed and we never saw 6.3 percent again for the next decade. It’s clear as crystal that the disaster came after federal intervention.”
630 people drowned in the Irish Sea in one night. ⛵💀
A British man studied the data afterwards. And invented something that every single person on earth uses every single day.
On 25 October 1859 the Royal Charter was hit by a hurricane off Anglesey. 450 people died. That same storm destroyed 133 ships and killed nearly 800 people around Britain in a single night.
Robert FitzRoy was head of Britain's Meteorological Office. He went through every piece of data from that night. And he realised something that stopped him cold.
He could have predicted it. 🌊
So he built a network of 15 coastal weather stations around Britain, each one connected to London by telegraph. Every morning they wired their readings in. Pressure. Temperature. Wind direction. Cloud.
He began to see patterns nobody had ever seen before.
On 1 August 1861 The Times newspaper carried something completely new. A prediction of tomorrow's weather. FitzRoy called it a forecast. Not a prophecy. A calculation. 📰
He hoisted storm warning cones at every major British port. When the cones went up, fishing boats stayed in harbour. Lives were saved. How many? Nobody will ever know.
Today every country on earth publishes a daily weather forecast. Every app on every phone. Every "chance of rain" anywhere on earth. The word forecast itself. All of it invented by a British man who decided we would be prepared next time. 🇬🇧
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🚨 WATCH: Thousands of cherry blossoms gifted by Japan are now in full bloom across Washington, D.C.
Japan is also adding 250 more trees to mark America’s 250th anniversary.
The slave trade that had been going on for several thousand years, with Africans and Arabs deeply involved
It was not an idea dreamed up by the British
But they did put an end to it, thanks largely to the Quakers
There is no logic. A person holding a gun being startled would likely fire downwards - pointing a gun at someone's head indicates intent at the very least. Their mental gymnastics only show how utterly screwed some people are. You cannot use rationality to argue with someone that arrived at a conclusion in an irrational way. They bite down so hard on the propaganda they'll not let go...
🏴🇬🇧 A blind man built 180 miles of road across the Pennines.
He navigated by touch and memory.
His name was Blind Jack. 🦯
Born in Knaresborough, Yorkshire, 1717. At six he caught smallpox and went blind.
That never stopped him.
He learned to ride. To swim. To hunt. At fifteen he became a fiddler. He fought at the Battle of Culloden. He ran a stagecoach company.
He eloped with the innkeeper's daughter. The day before her wedding to another man. 💨
He bet a colonel he could walk from London to Harrogate faster than a coach. 🏴
He won. Five and a half days on foot. 207 miles.
In 1765, Parliament authorised new turnpike roads across the north. There were very few people with experience. Jack was 48 years old. He seized his moment.
He walked every route first. Alone. Then he built.
Proper foundations. Drainage. Techniques nobody had used before. 🛤️
Then he hit the bog. Other engineers said it was impossible.
Jack cut heather from the moor. Bound it into rafts. Laid the road on top.
The bog held. ✅
Across the north of England. 180 miles of road.
You have driven on his roads.
At 77 he walked to York to dictate his life story to a publisher. 📖
He died in 1810. He was 92. He left behind four daughters, twenty grandchildren, and ninety great and great-great grandchildren.
Did they teach you his name? 🏴
Jack could never see the roads he built.
He made them anyway.
For everyone who came after.
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