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"One woman, who prudently chose to remain anonymous save for the sobriquet “Doughnut Lady,” revealed to Hongoltz-Hetling that she had taken to welcoming bears on her property for regular feasts of grain topped with sugared doughnuts. If those same bears showed up on someone else’s lawn expecting similar treatment, that wasn’t her problem. The bears, for their part, were left to navigate the mixed messages sent by humans who alternately threw firecrackers and pastries at them. Such are the paradoxes of Freedom. Some people just “don’t get the responsibility side of being libertarians,” Rosalie Babiarz tells Hongoltz-Hetling, which is certainly one way of framing the problem." |
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her next-door neighbor needs to build a nuclear reactor in his shed like that bloke a few decades ago. the bears and the radiation should cancel each other out |
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its kind of funny they want to go back to the bronze age but without the altruism or commons sense. There was a boy scout in the UK who tried to do it, once a generation you get a highly intelligent child (not intelligent enough to not do it though) who tries to do it after reading a textbook |
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ah it was in America hehe |
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looool its so funny in a way |
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Il'll have a proper read in a mo |
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Pease heard one resident claim to have awoken late one night to see the potting shed emitting an eerie glow. “I was pretty disturbed,” Pease recalls. “I went inside and called my husband. I said, `Da-a-ve, there are men in funny suits walking around out here. You’ve got to do something.'” |
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But June 26, 1995, was not a typical day. Ask Dottie Pease. As she turned down Pinto Drive, Pease saw eleven men swarming across her carefully manicured lawn. Their attention seemed to be focused on the back yard of the house next door, specifically on a large wooden potting shed that abutted the chain-link fence dividing her property from her neighbor’s. Three of the men had donned ventilated moon suits and were proceeding to dismantle the potting shed with electric saws, stuffing the pieces of wood into large steel drums emblazoned with radioactive warning signs. Pease had never noticed anything out of the ordinary at the house next door. the web site will let you view the article once, but then if you click refresh, it demands you log in scubsribe etc. so just use a private browsing window if you run into that ur welcome |
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ok cheers, apparently he died in 2016 of fentanyl/alcohol intoxication sad end |
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"n his father’s house, David set up a laboratory in his small bedroom, where the shelves are still lined with books such as Prudent Practices for Handling Hazardous Chemicals in Laboratories and The Story of Atomic Energy." hehe funny names |
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guy died of an opiate overdose in a walmart bathroom. if that's not a sad end to a hell of a lot of potential, i don't know what is. (rip wMw) |
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"David was not deterred. One night as Ken and Kathy were sitting in the living room watching TV, the house was rocked by an explosion in the basement. There they found David lying semiconscious on the floor, his eyebrows smoking. Unaware that red phosphorus is pyrophoric, David had been pounding it with a screwdriver and ignited it. He was rushed to the hospital to have his eyes flushed, but even months later David had to make regular trips to an ophthalmologist to have pieces of the plastic phosphorus container plucked carefully from his eyes." lool fucking hell |
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Yeah he was inquisitive and smart, fucking shame, someone needed to encourage him to pursue his interests |
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"Both Patty Hahn and Michael Polasek admired David for the endless hours he spent in his new lab, but neither of them had any idea what he was up to. Sure, they thought it was odd that David often wore a gas mask in the shed and would sometimes discard his clothing after working there until two in the morning, but they chalked it up to their own limited education" |
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"Michael says that David tried to explain his experiments but that “what he told me went right over my head.” One thing still sticks out, though. David’s potting-shed project had something to do with creating energy. “He’d say, `One of these days we’re gonna run out of oil.’ He wanted to do something about that.”" this article is funny as fuck |
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actually no it's a hell of a tragedy, but still, went off, and... bigger waste of... oh, river phoenix, that's not hard to think of one. trickfinger, you bastard |
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oh, word has it prince was cut off from his proper cvs/walgiggers shit by his minders somehow and they found counterfeit percocet stashed all over; actually fentanyl. some would be weak as shit, others would be a one-pill overdose. man was an opiate addict for the entirety of his career but just goes to show you can know your levels extremely well and unreliable shit can rapidly make that meaningless. in general it's a good idea to avoid any drug that can suppress breathing in large doses. but then the man did shit like and maybe it's the philosopher's stone or some shit, ask artie lang, i dunno |
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price was great, I heard he was in constant pain from wearing high heels and doing the splits for 40 odd years |
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things can be sad and funny at the same time definitely, its black humour isn't it, the absurdity of a boy scout attempting the build a nuclear reactor in his parents shed is very funny, its simultaneously fucking sad what happened to him in the end of course |
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"a Massachusetts firefighter was reprimanded for a response to a call about a cat stuck in a tree. The firefighter told the caller that the cat would probably make its own way down as he had never seen a cat skeleton in a tree before" |
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very massachusetts. accurate bordering on cruel, but only because you have to be kidding me lady |
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i've been on TV quite a few times, actually. the first was was a public service fire safety commercial. if anyone can actually dredge that up, please send me a copy |
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hmm, heh. never really told this story before, come to think of it commercial was being filmed in the fire station, and the gag was i would introduce fire officer cani... canel... i just couldn't get the guy's name right. each take he would slide down the fireman poll and it's like we were caught in a loop and people are giggling but i am internally stressing this quite much my memory is somewhat vague from there, given this is approximately thirty years ago. there was someone wearing an entire string of christmas tree lights, and i can't remember if it was me or someone else -- but i do remember, when i finally got over my fumbles, half of the bulbs spontaneously conked out during the delivery of the lines and this was universally lauded as a success. given all this, i suspect it was me draped in light bulbs like a christmas tree. but i really can't remember |
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this town sounds right like out of a John Irving novel. im intrigued to pick up the book but its kind of weird as it is describing real events. the author sure seems to have the wits though. |
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it's impossible to even see a doctor on a basic level right now and there's this thing on my neck. is it a freckle or a wart or is this fucking cancer? and it's so fucking impossible to even get an appointment. i've just opted to carve it off with my fingernail and now there's blood all over. it may be cancer. nice knowing you all |
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it's bleeding, that's a good start, right? that means i've got it on the defensive scrub with a paper towel and not let up if i were going sandpaper i'd need about 30 grit |
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i don't know why i keep going; i really do not. and i don't mean this in some sort of dire sense, like i've imminently changed my mind on the matter. just, sometimes, like... why? jesus shit. it's retarded i bother |
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a crisp and clear thot is that mastering drives me absolutely fucking insane, and i'd pay someone to do it right if i could, but i really can't. and i'm sitting on like four albums that break out into ten EPs with remixes and it's just too much fucking effort to release if i'm going to die of a bleeding neck tumor because it's non-essential surgery |
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the article was very well written, made me chuckle |
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Aren't they're any sort of pro bono doctors you can see? charities, id try and get it looked at ASAP, just for piece of mind if nothing else |
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U2 has a bono (lol) |
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no, the hospitals are so slammed due to omicron, while half the hospital staff is out due to omicron and they're saying stuff like "the ER is still open but expect to wait about fifteen hours" i suppose i'm quite lucky. i need to get this thing on my neck looked at, and i can't right now because omicron, but i think that's partly why it's bothering me so much. because i have to just fucking accept it right now. and i could be someone with a tumor whose surgery has been pushed back four months. really a thing thankfully, omicron seems to be waning |
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Hopefully it's nothing sinister, keep safe! |
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all i know is if she gets eaten by a bear, it's not my problem |
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what if, instead, she ate the bear? would it then be your problem? |
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