It was culled from posts here, with all other posts, replies, comments, opposite views etc deleted. The mother of all censorships.
jan
cliffforest,
I guess the satire got past you on the ice comment!
DF96,
The problem with those old painters making their own pigments was the simple fact that so much of it was dangerously toxic. might explain some of the strange things some artist created later in life? The old saying was "mad as a hatter" due to the toxic chemicals those old tradesmen used in the past.
I guess the satire got past you on the ice comment!
DF96,
The problem with those old painters making their own pigments was the simple fact that so much of it was dangerously toxic. might explain some of the strange things some artist created later in life? The old saying was "mad as a hatter" due to the toxic chemicals those old tradesmen used in the past.
Did you know that some of the earliest medicine against cancer was extracted from textile dyes? Germany was the center for that stuff in the mid-18th century, and that is where the first 'chemotherapy' drugs came from.
They are of course toxic, but more toxic for tumors than for healthy cells.
And to this day, that is still the case. Chemotherapy intents to almost kill you, hoping that the bad guys are completely killed.
jan
So that's where the phrase "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger" comes from, eh?
se
Yes, Dimitri for compiling and SE for hosting the compilation.
They should know better.
Incidentally A. Wane posted some porn photos from Dimitri’s latest audio involvements
George
PS The aim is for chemo-therapy to become more maligned-cell focused (selective killing). The main problem was (is) with the consequences from immune system suppression .
Today, you (and I) can afford to disagree, our chances of being burnt at the stake as heretics are very slim.
The trouble with proving that one is right even if it flies in the face of the "accepted truths" is that you usually have to wait for like 20 to 50 years for the masses to realize that.
Look at Helmholtz. He had to wait exactly 100 years, until 1959, for Peter Walker and Quad to introduce their electrostatic speaker and prove him right.
However, sometimes, you need to kill a person to keep that person alive. Quite literally.
After my wife gave birth to our son in February 1986, all was fine for two days, Then, her thyroid gland went berserk, pushed her into hyperdrive. She slapped the doctor on duty, sending the woman 2 meters away in a flight, and that was a friend of hers (with at least 20 lbs too many).
She would have died, but didn't by sheer luck. One of a doctor's friend, himseklf also a doctor, happened to have come by the hospital after a fishing trip, since he was off duty. He heard the rucuk, was told about it, and he screamd for some chemicals. In his fishing suit, he injected my wife with enough serum to kill three healthy men right there and then. It was a "downer". Then, a couple of minutes later, he gave her enough "uppers" to kill another three men, litarelly guaranteed lethal doses. The last bout of "downers", again enough to kill three people, did the trick. My wife's thyroid gland settled down and went into normal mode.
He told me afterwards that he had seen three such cases during his work in Germany. The problem with the thyroid gland is that we cannot control it consicuously, but we can control it subconsciously. So, the trick is to expose the entire organism to immediate and lethal danger in quick jolts so it has no time to adjust, but must react. Faced with that danger, the organism simply shuts down the thyroid gland, it has no time for it just then. Very tricky, very risky, but it's the only chance if one's thyroid gland jumps into overdrive.
Crazy? Whacky? Dangerous? All of that, but my wife is still with me, thank God. It took off some years of my life, but hey, it was worth it. Even if the man literally killed her three times in one sitting just to keep her alive.
I would not wish that upon anyone.
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Sometimes, sometimes not. The other day Stephen Hawking was at one of our universities, talking about his work. Here's a man who was able to first come up with a theory about black holes, that nothing could escape beyond the Schwarzschild radius, and rally most of the theoretical physicists behind him.
Then he realised he was probably wrong and now tries to convince the world that something CAN escape a black hole.
So some of the greatest out there not only can convince their peers but even have the greatness to admit an error and then start to champion the new findings.
But I admit, I would not be able to do something like that by a long shot - even mentioning it feels arrogant in the extreme.
jan
I hereby officially blame Dimitri and sentence him to a pint of beer the first time we meet, and don't say "never", you never know. I hear it's hot in California, and I haven't been there yet, despite my efforts, I never managed to go any deeper into the USA than the East Coast (Boston, NYC, Philadelphia, Washington DC).
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What a great story!
BTW I would not waste money on the lottery from now on, if I were you
jan
Jan, it was all unravelling right in front of my eyes, even if I was separated from her by a glass window, as I was in the visiting area. The odd thing is, it all took no longer than say 15 minutes to happen, but it flashed in front of me like it was seconds.
What is really frigtening about it all is the realization that she is alive today thanks to sheer luck that the fisherman-doctor just happened to be there.
What is painful is the feeling of utter helplessness you have, you see it happening and there's nothing you can do. Absolutely nothing. For me, not for my wife, she was out there somwhere in the universe. We had to tell her afterwards what went on.
And yes, you are right, I reckon I've used up my share of luck. Though I did buy tickets three times after that, and won small stuff all three times, my ticket cost times say 5 or 8.
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