I’m going to start using my twitter to post my own thoughts, observations, and general musings. I’m not going to allow any comments as I’m not looking for input. This is essentially my mental journal, my external memory, it’s for me and maybe those that want/care to observe…
@IterIntellectus Who cares, Population growth only matters to keep the global Ponzi scheme going…
Less is more, as in more for those who remain and do procreate.
DEMON: Sir, we’ve got a problem.
DEVIL: What now?
DEMON: The Left versus Right thing isn’t working like it used to. People are starting to realize both sides are being manipulated.
DEVIL: Fine. Did you try Black versus White?
DEMON: Of course. We pushed it hard. But they’re catching on. Some of them are actually talking to each other.
DEVIL: Disgusting.
DEMON: I know, sir. We even tried rich versus poor, rural versus urban, vaccinated versus unvaccinated…
DEVIL: And?
DEMON: They’re exhausted. They’re starting to suspect that maybe constantly hating their neighbors isn’t making their lives better.
DEVIL: Hmm…
DEMON: What do we do?
DEVIL: Bust out the classic.
DEMON: Religion?
DEVIL: Older.
DEMON: Class warfare?
DEVIL: Older.
DEMON: Oh no…
DEVIL: Man versus woman.
DEMON: Sir, we’ve used that one forever.
DEVIL: Exactly. And they fall for it every damn time.
DEMON: What’s the angle?
DEVIL: Easy. Take something complicated, tragic, or emotional, then convince everyone the real issue isn’t right versus wrong.
DEMON: Then what is it?
DEVIL: Tell women, “Men could never understand.”
DEMON: And tell men?
DEVIL: “Women are irrational.”
DEMON: Brilliant. So nobody actually discusses the issue.
DEVIL: Now you’re learning. Never let them debate principles when you can make them resent each other personally.
DEMON: And if they start finding common ground?
DEVIL: Remind them that the other side is the enemy.
DEMON: What if they realize we’re doing it?
DEVIL: Then we’re screwed.
DEMON: Why?
DEVIL: Because the day men and women stop fighting each other long enough to ask who’s benefiting from the fight…
DEMON: Yeah?
DEVIL: …they might finally look in our direction.
@elonmusk@EricTopol The problem with twisting the dials of human health is once you oscillate off baseline you will forever be frantically trying to twist the dials back…
This is why…
Heal yourself, be natural, don’t cede your life to exploitation by endless scammers.
Your body is the result of millions of years of development on this planet, under our sun, it needs nothing.
If you had trusted the settled science of the day, here is how it would have gone.
1890s: you dose the baby with Bayer's new cough syrup, the non-addictive alternative to morphine, marketed for children. It was heroin. They named it after the German for heroic.
1900s: you rub calomel teething powder on your infant's gums. It is a mercury compound, and it leaves a generation with pink disease. Swollen, peeling hands and feet, screaming for months, and some of them died.
1910s: you cook in Crisco, launched by a soap and candle company, because cottonseed oil is modern and lard is what your mother used. The process that made it solid produced trans fat, banned outright a century later.
1920s: you drink Radithor, certified radioactive water, on prescription. Eben Byers took fourteen hundred bottles for his vitality. His jaw was removed in pieces and he was buried in a lead coffin.
1930s: a chemist dissolves a new sulfa drug in diethylene glycol, which is antifreeze. It kills 107 people, mostly children, and only then does America give the FDA power to demand safety testing.
1940s: your doctor lights a Camel in the surgery. More doctors smoke them than any other brand, and the advert runs in the Journal of the American Medical Association, which sold him the page.
1950s: DDT is sprayed over your kitchen, your garden and your children at school. The man who found its insecticidal properties has already been given a Nobel Prize.
1960s: your wife takes thalidomide for morning sickness because it is remarkably safe. More than ten thousand children are born with missing and shortened limbs.
1970s: the country puts down the butter and picks up the margarine, on the instruction of the American Heart Association. The fat everybody switched to was banned in 2015 as unsafe at any level.
1980s: the fat comes out of everything and sugar goes back in to make it edible. Obesity begins a climb it has never come off.
1990s: your father is prescribed OxyContin, because fewer than one per cent get addicted. The company later pleads guilty to criminal misbranding, and the overdose count runs into hundreds of thousands.
2000s: you take Vioxx for your knee. It is pulled in 2004, and the FDA's own safety officer estimates tens of thousands of excess heart attacks.
Not one of those was fringe. Every one had a professional body, a literature and a man in a white coat standing behind it.
Nobody who followed that advice was stupid. They were obedient, to the most qualified people available.
Settled is a word about money. It means the questions stopped being funded, so they stopped being asked.
So which of today's instructions will your grandchildren read out in disbelief.
The oil washed in hexane and built into every cell you own. The statin that blocks the pathway making your hormones, to prevent one heart attack per hundred people. The injection where a third of the loss is muscle. The infant formula built out of vegetable oil.
All settled. None of it funded to be otherwise.
We spend so much of our lives worrying about tomorrow that we forget to experience today. We stress over deadlines, relationships, money, expectations, and whether we’re moving fast enough compared to everyone else. Meanwhile, life keeps happening in the background the sunsets we don’t stop to watch, the conversations we rush through, the moments that quietly become memories. The truth is, life is fragile. None of us truly knows how much time we have, yet we keep postponing happiness as if “later” is guaranteed.