I live in an apartment complex. The guy above me stomps around at 2 AM every night. I was fed up. I marched upstairs to bang on his door and give him a piece of my mind. The door opened before I could knock. He was holding a crying baby. The apartment was bare. No furniture. Just a mattress on the floor and boxes. He looked exhausted. "I'm so sorry," he whispered. "I'm trying to walk him to sleep. The floor is creaky. I know we're loud." I looked past him. "Where's your furniture?" "Bed bugs in the last place," he said. "Had to toss everything. We just moved in. I’m saving up for a crib." My anger evaporated. "Hold on," I said. I went downstairs. I dragged my spare rocking chair up the stairs. "Sit," I told him. "Rocking is quieter than walking." He sat. The baby settled instantly. The next day, I posted on our building’s group chat: "New neighbor in 4B needs a restart. Who has spare stuff?" By noon, he had a crib, a sofa, a table, and three casseroles. He knocked on my door tonight. No stomping. just a quiet knock. "Thank you," he said. "We slept for six hours." Judge less. Ask more.
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California squirrels are eating animals in broad daylight.
In California’s Briones Regional Park, researchers observed that ground squirrels, typically known for eating nuts and seeds, are now hunting, killing, and consuming small animals.
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I spent the whole of last week asking many questions to myself Most were on the lines of
Why are we here?
What is our purpose?
What is the most important thing in our lives?
Now, some said, the way you live, your legacy so to speak, is more important. But most said, it is all about the money.
The more money you have, the better everything is. So, earning as much money as humanly possible, should be our goal.
For a brief moment in time, I tended to agree.
Then I read the story of an amazing man called Charles Goodyear.
Charles Goodyear was born in 1800, to a reasonably rich father. His father used to manufacture agricultural
implements and other hardware stuff and Goodyear jump headlong into the family business.
Combining Intelligence with his hard work, he quickly established a reputation of making amazing agricultural implements and by 1830, he was a very rich man.
If this was a movie, this is the part where The End sign shows up and informs us that the protagonist got married, had kids, and lived happily ever after.
But unfortunately for Goodyear, his movie was about to start. A movie that would end in tragedy for Goodyear but in the bargain, revolutionize the world.
In 1829, Goodyear started suffering from gross intestinal problems. And trying to recover from it, he lost all of his previous fortune.
He tried his hands in various businesses, but he failed in everything like Byju Raveendran. Unlike Byju Raveendran though, he didn't have millions of dollars of VC Money to save him.
He became Bankrupt.
He even went to jail because of unpaid debts. If only VC Money had existed in those times. But he didn't give up.
Then he came across a substance, that the felt would change his life.
Rubber. Not the one that we used to erase pencil marks, but the substance Rubber.
You see in 1830s, America was in the grip of a craze. No no, Not a craze for war, spreading democracy or Donald Trump.
It was for Rubber.
In the 1700s, Europe was acquainted with the concept of Rubber from the forests of Amazon, but the Americans were a little late to catch up. But once they did, there was no stopping them.
They wanted everything in Rubber. Raincoats, bags, belts, shoes, all was Rubber for them. They went all in on Rubber. A company named Roxbury Rubber exploited this craze to manufacture various products in rubber. They also became rich.
Goodyear stumbled onto one of their products, a life preserver vest made of rubber and decided this was his life.
He went home, tinkered with it and actually improved upon it.
Like a guy walking up to give a love letter to a girl he loves, he triumphantly walked into the offices of Roxbury to present his invention.
Which is where he realized, there was one small problem.
The Rubber things that Roxbury made, sucked big time.
Because Rubber as it was then, was unstable. In the heat, it melted away into a foul-smelling goo. In winter, it hardened and cracked.
Everything made out of Rubber, like an average VW DSG Gearbox, suffered catastrophic failure. Even the products that Roxbury thought was awesome, turned out to be worse than a collapsing penny stock.
Eventually the products and the number returns reached such biblical proportions that by 1835 Roxbury Rubber was forced to shut down.
The Rubber Craze was over. It had lasted for a period less than the average tenure of a Pakistan PM.
People gave up on rubber.
Except Charles Goodyear.
He still believed in Rubber. All he had to was stabilize it. The fact that he was not a trained chemist, didn't deter him from dreaming.
He first started his experiments in prison in 1834, where he fused Magnesia with rubber in an attempt to make it stable. It didn't work.
When he came out of prison, he convinced a few creditors to lend him some money by making them believe that Rubber stabilization was only a few steps away.
Then he used that money to mix Rubber, Lampblack, Magnesia and Turpentine to come with some sort of stable goo.
It failed more spectacularly than an Ola Electric Scooter.
The creditors gave up.
But Goodyear Didn't.
He sold his furniture to buy some ingredients for his Dexter's lab of Rubber stabilization.
He tried limewater, nitric acid, lead oxide and other random chemicals to stabilize rubber.
He failed every single time.
Considering he was on the verge of bankruptcy and neck deep in debt, he kept relocating.
He moved from Philadelphia, New York, New Haven, Woburn to continue his experiments. He almost died at one point in time. But he kept experimenting.
Yet he kept failing again and again and again.
Till 1839.
While he was working for the Eagle India rubber company in Woburn Massachusetts, he experimented with Sulfur and Rubber.
Maybe somebody called him, his wife came suddenly, or a delivery person of that era knocked on the door, but whatever happened changed the world forever.
Because something made Goodyear drop the mixture of Sulfur and Rubber on the hot stove. And when he decided to scrape it off, he realized that the rubber turned into the tough elastic material that he always wanted it to be.
The rubber didn't crack. It didn't melt into a badly smelling goo. It didn't become sticky. It remained tough and usable.
He had finally tamed Rubber into an usable industrial material that could change the world.
His penance had paid off.
He called the process Vulcanization, after the Roman God of fire.
Now All of you must be imagining that Goodyear with his invention would have made so much money that he would have given Scrooge McDuck an inferiority complex right?
Wrong.
You can read about that in Part 2, that I will post tomorrow.
“The poison was never forced — it was offered gently, until you forgot it was poison at all.” – Mark Twain
A Thread Exposing the Everyday Lies and Propaganda We’ve Been Sold🧵
1. The Sun Never Lied. Sunscreen Did
🚨 Justice for Daniel Pearl: India Strikes Back!
🇮🇳 Today, India delivered justice for the brutal murder of American-Jewish journalist Daniel Pearl by eliminating Abdul Rauf Azhar, the Jaish-e-Mohammed commander and key conspirator behind Pearl’s kidnapping, torture, and beheading.
For years, the West has tolerated Pakistan’s terror export while innocent lives paid the price. India has finally done what needed to be done - targeting the very Islamic terror infrastructure that breeds jihad.
Abdul Rauf Azhar wasn’t just a terrorist; he was the brother of Masood Azhar, JeM’s founder, and a mastermind behind some of the most heinous Islamic attacks. He conspired to murder Daniel Pearl.
💥 Operation Sindoor struck at the heart of terror, hitting Jaish-e-Mohammed strongholds and sending a clear message: India will not stand by while radicals slaughter non-Muslims
To India, we say THANK YOU.
Thank you for standing strong against Islamic terror and taking the fight directly to the jihadis.
The West must learns from India’s stance on Islamic terror. Islamic jihad has no place in a civilized world, and anyone who shelters these monsters must face the consequences.
Is this true?
A Church-affiliated group in Andhra was allegedly staging a play denigrating Maa Parvati & Shiv ji.
Suddenly two nandi bulls appeared on the scene and sent the Hindu-haters packing.
When will Hindus defend their Dharma??
Rare footage of now-extinct animals 🧵
1. Benjamin, the last known Thylacine, in 1933.
Also known as the Tasmanian Tiger, Benjamin died in captivity in 1936.
Indians invented the vaccine way before the Britishers claimed to invent it in 1796
Is this just another absurd claim or the truth ?
Detailed Fact check 👉🧵 (1/12)
Ayurvedic inoculation and the British ban.
From early British accounts it is seen that there was a system of inoculation under Ayurveda against the small pox that was practiced in many parts of northern and southern India. The most detailed account of the practice of inoculation against the small pox in India was written by J. Z. Holwell (in 1767) for the College of Physicians in London.
Earlier Ro. Coult wrote to Dr. Oliver Coult in “An account of the diseases of Bengal” (dated February 10, 1731) about the system of smallpox inoculation as performed in Bengal. It was called 'Tikha' by the natives. The method was as follows:
“They take a little of the pus (from the mature pox) and dip in it the point of a pretty large sharp needle. Several punctures are made with this in the hollow under the deltoid (delloid?) muscle or sometimes in the forehead. They are then covered with a little paste made of boiled rice. This commonly features and comes to a small supporation and if not the operation has no effect and the person is still liable to have the small pox. But if the punctures supporate and no fever or eruption ensues then they are no longer subject to the injection."
The British regime soon decided to impose the “superior” western form of medicines, and it proceeded by banning the Ayurvedic system of small pox inoculation practiced by the vaidyas in Calcutta and other places under the Bengal Presidency, from around 1802-03, and forced the use of Jenner’s smallpox vaccination method instead.
By 1820-30s the British regime (EIC) withdrew support to Ayurveda, banning it in almost all places. With it started the system of defamation of Ayurveda, and soon the vaidyas suffered significant loss of prestige against Western medicine's claims of being a more rational "superior" system of medicine.
This system of demeaning Ayurveda started by the British with an aim of killing the ancient Indian medical system, is still present and is continued by the doctors practising the western Allopathic Medicine.
It's been 24 hours since OpenAI unexpectedly shook the AI image world with 4o image generation.
Here are the 14 most mindblowing examples so far (100% AI-generated):
1. Studio ghibli style memes
More than 500,000 people disappear without a trace every year.
In 2009, something even stranger happened: a man appeared.
No identity. No past. No record of where he came from.
Peter Bergmann never existed.
This is one of the greatest internet mystery of all time. 🧵👇
⚠️ Sensitive Image
Do you know about The Forgotten Massacre of Srirangam (1323 CE) by the Mleccha army of Tuglaq
This two-minute thread will give you goosebumps when you read about how the invaders didn’t spare a single devotee.
Tap the tweet and read the thread