Also, there are natural life cycles, like bugs. Some bees maintain a temperature inside a hive through a winter, but other ones, that have hives numbering in the few tens of individuals, like bumble bees, instead of the few thousands, like domestic honey bees, only have the young freshly hatched queens mate then bury in a hole and hibernate through the winter to start a new hive in the spring, and everyone else dies, including the workers and males. So I would not get involved in helping these other bees survive too, or the male bees that regularly get tossed out of the hive before the winter, I would not go around the world and find them all and provide them with food and shelter and warmth, so they can live out their life and die a natural death instead, for all males bees from all over the world, that's a highly unrealistic thing to even think about, just like I would not get involved with making salmon that had just mated, keep on living out the rest of their lives in some useful way, or black widow spiders not eat their males after mating, or even earthworms, when they detect the weather getting cold, they start laying eggs like crazy, and just dying, that's how they economically deal with cold. So exposing them to cold is like a way of torturing them, or triggering that reaction, but if you make money off of it, it might be something that, well, is up in the air. But not done for pleasure, as if you were doing the same thing as a volunteer. It's still less harm than done in BIO 101 lab across the world, subject Dissection 101, as done with worms and frogs. Also, worker bees with "hygienic" mutations can detect infected pupae while they are sealed up in a honey comb, and extract and eat it for protein, before the infection such as a mite, matures, hatches, and proliferates inside the hive. That's right, they eat their own kind, not wasting protein, and push life forward, even if they themselves don't reproduce or get orgasms at all. As such an activity is beneficial for future life, but fucking an animal, even an intelligent space creature, that can give consent, does not have much to do with pushing life forward, unlike some bondage bdsm sex, that can get off the partner and result in a child too. But we live in the day and age of same sex marriages, that have nothing to do with pushing life forward, other than pure pleasure and entertainment, and with global overpopulation issues, it's almost welcome, and with good life, with great luxury, such things as survival hindering peacock tails and even butterfly colors and features, luxury items, like various useless but cute dog-breeds, can proliferate, and so can pure pleasure things, like same sex things, that have nothing to do with survival, but they come about as an artifact of the things that push survival. So when butterflies can afford to be pretty, when peacocks can afford a colorful tail, when same sex sex is socially accepted, because it's a time of plenty and luxury, even an alien consenting species might be on the table of discussion.. What's right and wrong is a very difficult topic. It's hard to tell the east asians to not eat animals live, like octopi and spiders, or even fish kept alive in the head while the back part is steamed and tenderized, and served like that, with gills moving on the plate at the center of the table, and everyone picks at the back part for a bite, or even party girls in the US swallowing goldfish live, or whatever goes down on mainstream TV in shows like "Fear Factor." or dog fights, or rooster fights (human boxing is totally different), and matador bullfights, all of those things are more wrong than fucking an animal, then setting it free, let it go on its business, in my mind at least.
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One thing my old priest said is beware of sex with animals. People get down and dirty and do all kinds of nasty shit to each other, but when it comes to animals, it's impossible to get consent, for things like torture and sado-masochism that things can degrade into, unlike with participating and willing humans. Even though an animal would probably much prefer being fucked then sent on its way and stay alive, than butchered for meat, we should heed his advice. There is a long tradition of eating meat for economy reasons, as when life is hard, and there is no truly edible food around, but grass and trees, you can have cows and chickens eat the grass and the worms and seeds, and you can eat the cows and chickens. It depends on how good life is whether you have to eat the whole cow, or just the milk, or the whole chicken, or just the eggs, but economics dictate not to waste meat, as long as it's killed kosher, without much suffering. Don't ever get off on skinning cows alive and kicking them around a butcher shop cement floor, as some news come out from some butcheries, for entertainment reasons, where the workers get so desensitized from having to do daily butchering and killing, that that's how they find entertainment. Or even some country farmers cutting a chickens head off and setting the chicken free to run without the head, for the entertainment of the children. That's wrong. Also the things they do to cattle that happen to be born male, and sell them as tasty tender veal, the way they keep them isolated and laying on the floor in tents so their muscles don't harden up from standing on their feet, is probably worse than fucking them. Also putting worms on fishing hooks, that happens everywhere, the worms really hate being impaled alive on a metal hook, and they'd probably much rather just be fucked then be sent on their way, even if there is a chance of getting stuck, than be killed alive like that. At the very least someone should invent a worm anesthetizer, like getting sprayed with ethyl chloride that dentist do to gums before pulling teeth, that would quickly put them out of their misery and make them feel insensitive, before they are put on the hook. That could be part of every human fisherman's tackle box, sold at the tackle shop, same exact thing that dentists use. So it's up in the air, but it's a good principle to draw the line at not fucking with animals, because of lack of consent, and just plain animal dignity. They say a measure of the wealth of a society is often best mirrored not by how much money and gold they can amass, but how well they can afford to treat their prisoners and animals, those most exposed at the lowest classes of society. For one, I love petting cats and making them purr, or playing with dogs, but I never in my life touched an animal the wrong way,(except some grasshoppers and even some worms when fishing, but the grasshoppers were easier imagining they were robots, machines without feelings, which is of course not the case, and whenever I fished with worms I tried to mug the other person I was fishing with to put it on my hook, I was so disgusted, and if they were not willing to do it I just fished without a worm, but other bait, and I never fished with worms when fishing alone.) I would be very reluctant to get involved in having an animal orgasm, even if they really enjoyed it, that's well over the line, even if somebody paid me a whole lot of money, but I'd probably do it for a billion dollars, because that's a lot of money, and you can build a hospital from that and help other people, and making an animal orgasm is nowhere near as bad as some of the animal experiments going down in biotech research labs, where the inner guts of the animals are exposed, and the animals kept alive like that, in pain, tied up, and cancer induced to study anticancer treatments and such. In vitro, that's way over the line, and I would not do it for even
How about some space porn? Would people pay to see it? They keep looking for good commercial reasons to justify conquering outer space, or to get jump started, as a private, profitable commercial enterprise, so maybe you can add that to the list of possibilities. Every dollar or incentive counts, though I personally would not pay for porn, even if it's made in the weightlessness of outer space. On a rotating space station they could have one of the floors, or some of the floors nonrotating, with slipping ceilings and floors from the other floors, to where you could shoot stuff halfway across the room and see if you can hit bullseye. Or smack the water-droplet spheres floating in space around you out of the way that came from a very wet pussy. The porn room where everything is flying, and has to be vacuumed down every so often to clean up the air and let you see again, else it looks like it's in a standstill monsoon rain.
I never knew motion sickness existed til I took a single yacht-trip of my life, in very rough windy weather, and constantly thew up, the sunflower seeds that were the only thing in my stomach, I haven't eaten anything a whole day before it just sunflower seeds. I went below deck and it was worth, they told me it'd be worse, you have to be on deck and fix your eyes on a steady object in the distance. But I just felt dizzy and sleepy, and fell asleep on the windy deck, without a t-shirt, and I got a lobster red sunburn that swelled up pretty bad, and lasted for like 2 weeks, and it hurt to touch it with a plain white cotton t-shirt, for 2 weeks, it was a pain dressing and undressing. Obviously sailing is not in my veins, I wasn't born a seaman (though I'm born from semen), or it would take some practice and getting used to.
Yeah lack space creates lack of privacy and allows for no masturbation, or quick and easy disposal of the expelled material, so it's not done for months, or for the entire length of the mission, unless maybe for females, that can use covert techniques like pedaling an old sewing machine and holding their thighs tight in just the right way, and then it can get addictive. But for both It's easy to go for months and months without orgasms if you have to, such as a serious business space station situation - though you might get wet dreams if you're near 14-21 as a male, though not when much older, say over 35, spontaneously if you don't masturbate for like 2-3 months, and they are a big mess to wake up to, even though you feel like you never wanted to leave the dream it was so freaking awesome, like why can't I have more dreams like that, til you wake up and realize maybe that would not be a good idea. Lack of space, and congestion, above all, is the biggest stress factor in outer space, because of the very small size of the space modules. It's expensive to get a spacious auditorium that echoes, or mansion up there, at least from Earth, though it may be a lot cheaper from Moon based materials. When I was asked in first grade what I wanna become when I grow up, I said astronaut. But I changed my mind since then, and I'd be happy living like Immanuel Kant, who never left his home town or traveled anywhere, but he still lived a happy life, and entertained guests from all over the world, so it's like he took mental trips with them. That's what media today is, I can watch a jungle video, or a Moon landing video, without people saying "you had to be there to understand." And get bitten by the mosquitoes? I beg to differ. I can watch the face of a person orgasming and I don't have to be that person to know how that person feels. You don't always have to be there, it's sometimes enough to just watch, from a distance. If they tried to make me be an astronaut, I'd be constantly bitchin about lack of space, lack of roominess, and they'd keep telling me to suck it up, space is too expensive in space, there is not enough of it, and at 200 lbs I'd be already more expensive to take into orbit than a 90 lb 5' 0" ft person, who can push the buttons and follow instructions just as well or even better, coming directly from Houston.
I agree that sensory deprivation must be the cause of sleeplessness for the astronauts. I for one have a hard time sleeping without any covers, no matter how hot the weather is, and I may be sweating, but I can't sleep without something pressing down on my skin, and even in the heat, a simple thin bedsheet, which is much colder, is not as good from the comfortable pressure feeling perspective, as a thicker sleeping bag material, except for the heat part, so I do use the thin sheets when I have to, but if in any way bearable, even if very hot, I go for the sleeping bag material. Modern camping sleeping bags from Walmart are nice in that you can wash and dry them very fast, and they take full strength dose of bleach in the washer, and do not degrade, unlike colored traditional linen or even white linen that yellow after prolonged numerous bleachings, plus they are too heavy, and not soft, fluffy enough. Old school goose feather packed fluffy beddings are very thick (and for that they may cause sweating in the summer but work in extreme winter without stove heat in single layer as opposed to Walmart sleeping bags needing to be doubled or tripled up to build the thickness), but harder to wash, bleach and dry.
In the weightlessness of space nothing presses against the body and skin to any degree. I could not sleep well like that. One way to solve it is to take a 55 gallon drum, or something bigger, and spin it, create microgravity like that, but the air friction becomes an issue, plus dizziness from uneven centrifugal forces as small radii, compared to a 300 meter radius spinning cylinder space station. Another way to create skin pressure is to use inflatable things, that look like sleeping bags, inflated to just the right pressure, not too tight, not too loose, just comfortable. I used to have inflatable air beds from walmart, and they were awesome comfortable down here in Earth's gravity, especially when they haven't been inflated for days or weeks, and slightly deflated, but without exception somebody comes into the house and pokes a hole into them when I'm not at home, or when I'm asleep, to where they end up totally deflated and it feels as if you are sleeping on the bare hard floor. So inflatable sleeping bags for now, maybe some kind of small radius slow spinning device that does not cause too much dizziness, and 300 meter radius rotating space stations with sleeping bags in the future, is the solution. That's my 2 cents, or more like 2.1 cents due to inflation.
And by the way there is such a thing as a soft cockblock, or soft exterminating, not by not having any kids, but having fewer than the average in the environment, such as 1 child only where everyone has 3. Or even on a massive scale, like the Chinese government promoting a one child policy, to drop population levels, when the tradition in China is that everyone likes big families, and lots of life, and those that do like big families tend to be the ones that survive and drown out those that don't, so that tendency is enhanced over time. But I met a guy named Earl, and when I asked him if he has kids, he say yeah, but one, and the way he held up his finger and said the whole thing, sounded like he meant to have just one and not more, as a matter of principle, or something, and I don't know if that was over economics, or what his motivations were, but there is such a thing as a soft cockblock of less children, or just one child (you can't really have a half a child, or a quarter child until some biotech invention makes it possible with a 4 person or 8 person marriage super family producing only a single child that's a blend of everybody in the family (for now we have lots of no-child families to balance out ones that have 2+), or, unless you consider your cousin's kids a quarter yours, some people are klanist, tribal and racist like that), that's softer than a full cockblock.
From Einstein we learned that energy is synonymous with mass. Or the other way around. When you have a particle with mass, it's like compacted, tightly packed energy. Energy can be motion, m.d(v2), gravitational, m.g.dh, electric qE.dx, or any force, Fdx, and because these convert into each other and are conserved, there must be some common property of ether that this energy thing, or mass thing describes. In particular a potential electric field containing energy qEdx, or mgdh, the field itself contains mass, by virtue of any energy being also mass. Bound mass, or rest mass must be some lots of mv2 motion, or electric field strength, or what not, packed into a tiny little thing we call an elementary particle. If you take an electron/positron pair for instance, and you make them spin around each other really close, at a distance smaller than the circumference of a neutron, with speeds at 99.9999999999% c of light speed, you can pack a lot of energy, and a lot of relativistic mass in a tiny little thing, including making a neutron-like particle that weighs more than the whole Earth and Sun combined. Of course this is not possible because of some quantum rules, including the Pauli exclusion principle, which sounds like vacuum only supports certain kinds of waves in itself, or states, and you cannot get elementary particles of just any kind of mass and density. Also gravity is like packed energy, or mass, does not localize, but spills all over the place nearby, in a fraction we call G, the gravitational constant, in the form of energy, or mass. The gravitational field strength drops as the inverse square, but the number of space-quanta, or 3d-pixels, that gravity penetrates, increases with the r2 surface area of the sphere, so in effect, total gravity is conserved, and so it total electricity, or with anything that drops with inverse r2.
Ether must be a pretty funky object, or stuff of mind, or entity, or medium, or principle, with funky properties. The funkiest is the kinetic energy, and magnetic field, energy that only arises if vacuum is swept in a frame of reference by either other energy such as compacted energy of any kind in the for of mass, or an electric field, giving rise to magnetic fields, that are completely absent if lacking uniform steady motion of electric fields. And nature does not disclose to you if you're traveling with a high speed, high energy in reference to some other thing, it only discloses the process of acceleration, which behaves the same as if you were sitting in a gravitational field, it applies to all mass, or all energy in the inverse c2 fraction that is mass. Gravity is as is all energy "leaked" in a definite proportion from being compacted and uninteractive with the environment, and electricity is as if charge "leaked" in a definite proportion from being compacted and uninteractive with the environment, and the leak is conserved throughout the universe, in that it's shared, the wavefront does not dissipate, but as the space-pixels increase, it proportionally decreases per pixel, there is only so much "leak" from the source that can be shared, only so much inveraction constant, or interaction coefficient. By the way the Euclidian metric of distance ds2=dx2+dy2 requires a pretty funky tessalation of space quanta, space pixels, as a chessboard or computer screen spacefillingquadrangle tesselation is anisotropic, it has special crystal directions, and the metric is ds=dx or dy, whichever is higher, and there are only so many possible 3d shapes, (see http://www.mathsisfun.com/geom...) that are as isotropic as possible by having equal sides, equal angles, called the 5 Platonic solids, (see http://www.mathsisfun.com/geom...) out of which not all are space filling, and even if you filled space with them, you'd end up with a chessboard or computer screen pixel like metric, and anisotropy, crystal structure of space, which vacuum lacks. So vacu
By the way I saw 4 butterflies next to a mushroom patch 2 days ago in Lakewood, and they were not clumsy at all. I could not catch them on cell camera, unlike a firefly giving off a flash later that day, and these guys were superhigh speed, highly acrobatic doing 3-some dances in the air, stalking, attacking each other, playing games, as that's an insect imago's purpose: sex. And laying eggs. A feeding larva like a boring on features caterpillar transforms into a highly intelligent and competitive sex machine that flies and does mating dances, and remembers maps and navigation, and it's gorgeous on features, even though we humans find it scary and ugly under the electron microscope. These 4 butterflies must have been selected down by being driven to near extinction levels, as I don't usually see any butterflies in suburban areas plagued by lawnmowers, and the green flowerless deserts created by them. Even 9 out of 10 grasshoppers that only have the chewing mandrils, not the nectar sucking probosces that look like facial dildos as their mouth parts, prefer tall grass compared to a mowed lawn. I understand you have to keep the area around your home neat, and you can't let the jungle take over and make it impassable, so you have to keep beating down the jungle, but you don't fucking have to do it to the last patch of empty land, as I often see mowed city lots with no homes standing on them, just empty, useless, but somebody is busy wasting their precious time and gasoline mowing it, and driving butterflies with probosces, meant to be stuck into a flowerbearing weed to suck nectar, to near extinction. That weed is gorgeous, beautiful, why are attacking it, because it was born the way it is, it's a genetic defect on your lot? You know what, I call you weed, a genetic defect, how would you like to be the weed and be attacked simply for who you are, how you were born?
Only under extreme environmental selective pressures does evolution function, usually it happens in jumps, instead of continuously, when population levels drop to near extinction, like 1000 humans, else improved survival skills simply blend back into and melt away into the general population. I mean you have mutations left and right even with babies today, and should prettier, smarter, sexier mutations arise, not necessarily more survival able, they do have a higher chance of everybody wanting to fuck them and not ones that look like themselves, therefore they'd get selected, and most high-sexual-feature aberrations, like survival impeding peacock tails, or most clumsy but pretty butterfly features, or even big dicks that make it harder to run, or keep warm in a cold, come about when life is good, and easy, so sexual rococo and baroque overflowing of features mostly come about when life is easy, and evolution in that is continuous, but new species with radically different features and more survival able, hardier, low on sexual features appear in steps and jumps. When you talk about the appearance of a new species, such as humans from chimps, it must have happened in a suddenly deforested area in the African Serengeti, due to sudden climate change, when easy to hop to fruits no longer were available and you had to cooperate in a gang and use tools to hunt your daily food as meat, under massive starvation conditions, and only the smartest and most able made it to the next day, and everyone else died. Homo sapiens, the sapiens, intelligent, part being a non-flagrant-sexual-exhuberance-feature like a pink butt on chimps or a big dick, but a survival skill, pink butts on females or big dicks not mattering so much in the early days for humans as the ability to score meat every couple days. Also features like noninvertible fingers on the legs, once you have to run on the ground and not grab tree branches, that are not really mindblowing radical improvements, but definitely more comfortable, naturally selected out over a long time. By the way life in the jungle is easy, there is an cornucopia of food, and the weather is warm to where everyone can be more naked, and big dicks proliferate together with skin cancer resisting dark skin. On the other hand in eskimo land, where food is scarce, and the cold freezes off the limbs and increases body surface, small dicks and short legs proliferate, together with smarts, plus light skin that lacks pigments so even the low amount of sunshine can maintain vitamin D levels (and there might be other things than vitamin D that get produced by UV light, a simple vitamin D milk or pill supplement may not fully replace a tan's benefit, of course, as long as the tan is done in balance, because it's easy to get skin cancer in the US for light skinned europeans or asians, as the total solar dose much exceeds anything in Europe or northern Asia, so one has to be careful.) Asians are the smartest race of humans when it comes to computational tests at birth, (though real life experience often makes Africans much more apt in real life in adult hood in places like the US, than an Asian who seems boggled in the mind and lost,) but they all have small dicks, and often very short legs compared to overall body height, and beautiful faces, as that's the only thing showing when it's cold and you're covered up in fur, compared to Africans or any darker people who tend to have beautiful bodies and not so pretty faces, but a pretty face on a guy is girly, and an ugly face is manly, ugly is beautiful in a man, and there is this tremendous magnetic attraction between light skin pretty females and dark skin rough males, and it's nowhere near the same between light skined feminine and pretty males, and dark skinned and rough and ugly faced females. It's just the way it is, I tell it like it is. You can't keep dark guys and light women away from each other, and you can't force white guys and dark women on each other, in a general, overall sense. Of course there are extremely pretty faced black girls who leave any white
I hit Ctrl+F to search through the postings, and almost nobody talks about phosphate. Phosphate is banned in detergents, because it creates algal blooms, and through algal booms it exterminates other life, like predator fish, whose visibility drops to zero, and the ecosystem get out of balance. Plus a lot of them release toxins. But there is word, that when it comes to biofuels, (though you can't trust anything without verification) that algae are the most efficient and fastest growing photosynthetic organism on the planet, some can even fix atmospheric nitrogen (the toxic cyanobacteria for sure can, I don't really know what grows in submerged rice fields that does the same thing, provides free nitrogen fertilizer for the rice), but algae still lack a limiting nutrient, and their growth is limited in most waters, mostly phosphate that binds to trivalent Fe that's usually more prevalent, and drops out of solution. The way to get lots of algae in ya pond is hit it with a shit load of phosphate (and some chelated iron, like salicylate-iron, that the phosphate overdose takes out, algae need iron too), then have a mechanism to pound all the algae back down underwater, or hold it with a transparent screen if it's the multicellular pond-weed type, when it gets so active in carbon fixation that the O2 bubbles make it rise to the top as a froth and it limits itself away from the nutrients through all that froth that quickly gets depleted of nutrients. You need like a windmill to pump water to a tote up in the air, that can run a jet from up high back into the pond and mix down the green stuff, if you have individual cell algae, or a transparent screen, mesh, that does not block light, to hold down the multicellular type under water, and maybe something to periodically shake off the oxygen bubbles to get more reaction contact surface area that otherwise gets blocked by the bubbles. The multicellular type may grow slower, but might be easier to filter and extract, than a single cellular one that clogs filter presses, or needs heavy centrifugation. By the way, throughout my childhood, my mother had this vision or paranoia about me getting tangled up in and pulled under water by water weed called "heenar" or "hydra" and suffocating, every time I went fishing at a nearby lake, called Mine. By the time I was a teen, and had http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/S... swimfins, I'd purposely swim in that lake, and I did fine without getting tangled up in seaweed and drowning. By the way it's amazing how easy and relaxing it is to swim with swimfins, it's like you can lay back into the water and kick away, almost no effort required to stay afloat or get super high speed, other than burning leg muscles. The problem was that you stank pretty bad after bathing in that lake, so you had to go to the local city pool to wash off at the showers. Some flatland lakes smell like fished peed and pooped into them way too much, and if you wash off in them you stink worse than before.
I don't usually wrap it, but I hear it simmering in about 4 minutes, but it does not cook through in 10, it's like it needs time to sit at the cooking temperature. I could try bringing it up to temp, cutting the power, bringing it up again, cutting the power. I don't usually wrap them, but now you're giving me an idea about some polypropylene insulation, like a microwaveable plastic dish, with a small hole on it to vent steam, or just the lid loose, to keep the heat contained, while you generate that sawtooth temperature profile of 100C slow to 90 back to hundred slow to 90. Up on the mountainside you can only get 90C temp when cooking with water because of low air pressure therefore low boiling point temperature, and stuff takes even longer to cook, but it does cook eventually even at 90C. I just haven't bothered that much. My microwave is touchy, it likes to blow fuses as it shuts down automatically when the timer is up, and it won't start again, so I have to cut the power at the extension cord socket switch before the timer is up and, and this way there is no outrush current from the transformers, it has nowhere to go, it can't go back into the power grid, the amps stay low, and it saves the fuse.
I'm catholic, or some variation on that topic, going off on a tangent, but by kosher in the judeo-christian abrahamic religions we mean causing least amount of pain possible, the original quoted text being: do not eat a limb ripped off of a live animal - meaning kill it first please, as fast and efficient as possible, don't make it suffer for a long time, don't torture it - and in the old days that did mean killing an animal with a knife stuck in their throat. These days we can shock them unconscious first, and then you don't even have to go for the neck. Also, that's how most wild animals like lions do it, at the neck, the most efficient and kosher way. If you have a bulldog or other large dog attack, protect your throat with your hands, let them bite onto that, as they go for your neck instinctively, and you can survive most other bites, to legs, arms, body, head.
The solution is not poisoning wildlife living next to you, but building houses not from wood, or other edible materials, like gingerbread, but stone, or clay. Ytong is pretty good stuff for instance.
We need to put up rotating cylinder space stations ASAP, before the paranoid people start throwing rocks at each other down here, and stuff. Microsoft and Apple are not gonna stop putting spying things into their stuff, cuz, that's just how they are, they can't help themselves, and then you get things like the Chinese gov't going all out paranoid, and arming themselves. I wonder if they'd have Stanislav Petrov's sitting at their nuclear ICBM early detection and launch triggering system. Sometimes it's the guy on the bottom like Stanislav, who calls the shots for the whole chain of command above him, because whatever he says, they take it as 100% certain, and he's the only one who knows the innards of the detection system, and solar artifacts at sundown and whatnot, and knows if he tells the idiots up there that we've detected a nuclear attack on us, they are gonna start firing, so he took his chances, after all, you can always start firing after the first nuke hit is confirmed by telephone, unless the nukes are simultaneously launched to hit all your launching stations all at the same time, 100% of them, and then you have no time to wait because the first hit is the final hit and kill everything at once, not spread out in time. But it was very worth the risk. But when people get too paranoid, they could become very trigger happy. So if we have people living in space going about their business not giving a crap about people and countries down here pounding the shit out of each other with ICBM nukes, that would be a pawsitive thing, something to be happy about when everything else is going wrong. It all starts with lack of trust, and spyware built into the recovery CD you get directly from the computer manufacturer, then it just escalates from there.. sigh.. the way to deescalate it is to send a couple diplomats over, with a gift, like a carefully crafted Go board and set, and some baby elephant and mother and family donation to a Chinese zoo.. and some tigers...
I have been exonerated from being a true terrorist, but I make an excellent practice dummy. It's kinda like you have dangerous explosives and safe explosives, and you wanna practice on the safe explosives first, but you still have to be careful not to blow yourself up, or at least lose a finger in the process. So that's as far as an exoneration process is able to exonerate, you never really go totally free, there is always a "maybe", "ya never know for sure," and I don't envy these folx werking with terrorist suspects, because people are not predictable. Like they are trying to predict when I will masturbate next, and I purposely try to make it unpredictable for them. That's the first lesson for an antiterrorist employee: people are unpredictable, even if it's your job to predict them.
I pretend being a terrorist, I got the skills too, I only lack a good motive, but they are working on it. For now I bitch about all kinds of stuff without taking it seriously enough to kill somebody over it. So that's what I fear most, how much they have to hurt me to make me lose it and go ape shit? I would probably break some dishes then, but not hurt anybody, as much as I could help it. Breaking a dish is always such a satisfaction, and release of pent up energy. Try not to break an expensive antique vase though, because that's not really replaceable.
Yes, and self sacrificing people, like the Tsarnaev's, rekindled the antiterrorist enthusiasm - when it dwindled amongst the people, and they started saying there are no terrorists, but we're tired of all this government snooping - after all, what would the country be like without 1984?
I am an American citizen, and proud to say that I'm on the terrorist watch list. All you gotta say is U235 or nuclear, or nukular (as GW said it), on/., and you automatically earn your spot in the database. Then you can come on Slashdot, and verbally abuse and terrorize the powers that be, because now even if you write complete garbage, they have to read through it and analyze it, psychologically and what not. It's a great way to protest, in a covert civil disobedience kinda way, about the excesses that plague everybody. And it's kinda fun, and it creates jobs for young and old antiterrorist people, and maybe lightens their day up with some humor once in a while, instead of always thinking about the gore of blasted bodies of suicide bombers halfway across the globe. Also saying stuff like Waco, Tx, Timothy McVeigh, Oklahoma, Unabomber, 2nd amendment, etc., moves you up in rankings pretty quickly, especially when you don't own a smartphone, or your facebook activity falls short of the average norm. Tee hee:) The getting xrayed by drones at night or the neighbors sucks ass though, that's the only part I really hate. But regardless, life is good. It's much better than in the nuthouse. That's another way to qualify for the list, making a trip to the nuthouse, and conducting a mini-hunger strike, losing excess weight you have, without being a danger to yourself. Like that shit is funny or something. In the nuthouse they are like don't come back here, we're tired of seein yo ass. Hey, that's why my name is sillybilly, which btw, in a different language means my nickname, plus an antique pot with a lid that people used to shit into at night, when all they had was outhouses and not electric, and they did not wanna take a trip in their pj's in the dark, and cold. Bili. Yep. I'm full of shit.
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Also, there are natural life cycles, like bugs. Some bees maintain a temperature inside a hive through a winter, but other ones, that have hives numbering in the few tens of individuals, like bumble bees, instead of the few thousands, like domestic honey bees, only have the young freshly hatched queens mate then bury in a hole and hibernate through the winter to start a new hive in the spring, and everyone else dies, including the workers and males. So I would not get involved in helping these other bees survive too, or the male bees that regularly get tossed out of the hive before the winter, I would not go around the world and find them all and provide them with food and shelter and warmth, so they can live out their life and die a natural death instead, for all males bees from all over the world, that's a highly unrealistic thing to even think about, just like I would not get involved with making salmon that had just mated, keep on living out the rest of their lives in some useful way, or black widow spiders not eat their males after mating, or even earthworms, when they detect the weather getting cold, they start laying eggs like crazy, and just dying, that's how they economically deal with cold. So exposing them to cold is like a way of torturing them, or triggering that reaction, but if you make money off of it, it might be something that, well, is up in the air. But not done for pleasure, as if you were doing the same thing as a volunteer. It's still less harm than done in BIO 101 lab across the world, subject Dissection 101, as done with worms and frogs. Also, worker bees with "hygienic" mutations can detect infected pupae while they are sealed up in a honey comb, and extract and eat it for protein, before the infection such as a mite, matures, hatches, and proliferates inside the hive. That's right, they eat their own kind, not wasting protein, and push life forward, even if they themselves don't reproduce or get orgasms at all. As such an activity is beneficial for future life, but fucking an animal, even an intelligent space creature, that can give consent, does not have much to do with pushing life forward, unlike some bondage bdsm sex, that can get off the partner and result in a child too. But we live in the day and age of same sex marriages, that have nothing to do with pushing life forward, other than pure pleasure and entertainment, and with global overpopulation issues, it's almost welcome, and with good life, with great luxury, such things as survival hindering peacock tails and even butterfly colors and features, luxury items, like various useless but cute dog-breeds, can proliferate, and so can pure pleasure things, like same sex things, that have nothing to do with survival, but they come about as an artifact of the things that push survival. So when butterflies can afford to be pretty, when peacocks can afford a colorful tail, when same sex sex is socially accepted, because it's a time of plenty and luxury, even an alien consenting species might be on the table of discussion.. What's right and wrong is a very difficult topic. It's hard to tell the east asians to not eat animals live, like octopi and spiders, or even fish kept alive in the head while the back part is steamed and tenderized, and served like that, with gills moving on the plate at the center of the table, and everyone picks at the back part for a bite, or even party girls in the US swallowing goldfish live, or whatever goes down on mainstream TV in shows like "Fear Factor." or dog fights, or rooster fights (human boxing is totally different), and matador bullfights, all of those things are more wrong than fucking an animal, then setting it free, let it go on its business, in my mind at least.
Like this one? http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b7lK... One thing my old priest said is beware of sex with animals. People get down and dirty and do all kinds of nasty shit to each other, but when it comes to animals, it's impossible to get consent, for things like torture and sado-masochism that things can degrade into, unlike with participating and willing humans. Even though an animal would probably much prefer being fucked then sent on its way and stay alive, than butchered for meat, we should heed his advice. There is a long tradition of eating meat for economy reasons, as when life is hard, and there is no truly edible food around, but grass and trees, you can have cows and chickens eat the grass and the worms and seeds, and you can eat the cows and chickens. It depends on how good life is whether you have to eat the whole cow, or just the milk, or the whole chicken, or just the eggs, but economics dictate not to waste meat, as long as it's killed kosher, without much suffering. Don't ever get off on skinning cows alive and kicking them around a butcher shop cement floor, as some news come out from some butcheries, for entertainment reasons, where the workers get so desensitized from having to do daily butchering and killing, that that's how they find entertainment. Or even some country farmers cutting a chickens head off and setting the chicken free to run without the head, for the entertainment of the children. That's wrong. Also the things they do to cattle that happen to be born male, and sell them as tasty tender veal, the way they keep them isolated and laying on the floor in tents so their muscles don't harden up from standing on their feet, is probably worse than fucking them. Also putting worms on fishing hooks, that happens everywhere, the worms really hate being impaled alive on a metal hook, and they'd probably much rather just be fucked then be sent on their way, even if there is a chance of getting stuck, than be killed alive like that. At the very least someone should invent a worm anesthetizer, like getting sprayed with ethyl chloride that dentist do to gums before pulling teeth, that would quickly put them out of their misery and make them feel insensitive, before they are put on the hook. That could be part of every human fisherman's tackle box, sold at the tackle shop, same exact thing that dentists use. So it's up in the air, but it's a good principle to draw the line at not fucking with animals, because of lack of consent, and just plain animal dignity. They say a measure of the wealth of a society is often best mirrored not by how much money and gold they can amass, but how well they can afford to treat their prisoners and animals, those most exposed at the lowest classes of society. For one, I love petting cats and making them purr, or playing with dogs, but I never in my life touched an animal the wrong way,(except some grasshoppers and even some worms when fishing, but the grasshoppers were easier imagining they were robots, machines without feelings, which is of course not the case, and whenever I fished with worms I tried to mug the other person I was fishing with to put it on my hook, I was so disgusted, and if they were not willing to do it I just fished without a worm, but other bait, and I never fished with worms when fishing alone.) I would be very reluctant to get involved in having an animal orgasm, even if they really enjoyed it, that's well over the line, even if somebody paid me a whole lot of money, but I'd probably do it for a billion dollars, because that's a lot of money, and you can build a hospital from that and help other people, and making an animal orgasm is nowhere near as bad as some of the animal experiments going down in biotech research labs, where the inner guts of the animals are exposed, and the animals kept alive like that, in pain, tied up, and cancer induced to study anticancer treatments and such. In vitro, that's way over the line, and I would not do it for even
Or astronaut hookers that swallow.
How about some space porn? Would people pay to see it? They keep looking for good commercial reasons to justify conquering outer space, or to get jump started, as a private, profitable commercial enterprise, so maybe you can add that to the list of possibilities. Every dollar or incentive counts, though I personally would not pay for porn, even if it's made in the weightlessness of outer space. On a rotating space station they could have one of the floors, or some of the floors nonrotating, with slipping ceilings and floors from the other floors, to where you could shoot stuff halfway across the room and see if you can hit bullseye. Or smack the water-droplet spheres floating in space around you out of the way that came from a very wet pussy. The porn room where everything is flying, and has to be vacuumed down every so often to clean up the air and let you see again, else it looks like it's in a standstill monsoon rain.
I never knew motion sickness existed til I took a single yacht-trip of my life, in very rough windy weather, and constantly thew up, the sunflower seeds that were the only thing in my stomach, I haven't eaten anything a whole day before it just sunflower seeds. I went below deck and it was worth, they told me it'd be worse, you have to be on deck and fix your eyes on a steady object in the distance. But I just felt dizzy and sleepy, and fell asleep on the windy deck, without a t-shirt, and I got a lobster red sunburn that swelled up pretty bad, and lasted for like 2 weeks, and it hurt to touch it with a plain white cotton t-shirt, for 2 weeks, it was a pain dressing and undressing. Obviously sailing is not in my veins, I wasn't born a seaman (though I'm born from semen), or it would take some practice and getting used to.
Yeah lack space creates lack of privacy and allows for no masturbation, or quick and easy disposal of the expelled material, so it's not done for months, or for the entire length of the mission, unless maybe for females, that can use covert techniques like pedaling an old sewing machine and holding their thighs tight in just the right way, and then it can get addictive. But for both It's easy to go for months and months without orgasms if you have to, such as a serious business space station situation - though you might get wet dreams if you're near 14-21 as a male, though not when much older, say over 35, spontaneously if you don't masturbate for like 2-3 months, and they are a big mess to wake up to, even though you feel like you never wanted to leave the dream it was so freaking awesome, like why can't I have more dreams like that, til you wake up and realize maybe that would not be a good idea. Lack of space, and congestion, above all, is the biggest stress factor in outer space, because of the very small size of the space modules. It's expensive to get a spacious auditorium that echoes, or mansion up there, at least from Earth, though it may be a lot cheaper from Moon based materials. When I was asked in first grade what I wanna become when I grow up, I said astronaut. But I changed my mind since then, and I'd be happy living like Immanuel Kant, who never left his home town or traveled anywhere, but he still lived a happy life, and entertained guests from all over the world, so it's like he took mental trips with them. That's what media today is, I can watch a jungle video, or a Moon landing video, without people saying "you had to be there to understand." And get bitten by the mosquitoes? I beg to differ. I can watch the face of a person orgasming and I don't have to be that person to know how that person feels. You don't always have to be there, it's sometimes enough to just watch, from a distance. If they tried to make me be an astronaut, I'd be constantly bitchin about lack of space, lack of roominess, and they'd keep telling me to suck it up, space is too expensive in space, there is not enough of it, and at 200 lbs I'd be already more expensive to take into orbit than a 90 lb 5' 0" ft person, who can push the buttons and follow instructions just as well or even better, coming directly from Houston.
I agree that sensory deprivation must be the cause of sleeplessness for the astronauts. I for one have a hard time sleeping without any covers, no matter how hot the weather is, and I may be sweating, but I can't sleep without something pressing down on my skin, and even in the heat, a simple thin bedsheet, which is much colder, is not as good from the comfortable pressure feeling perspective, as a thicker sleeping bag material, except for the heat part, so I do use the thin sheets when I have to, but if in any way bearable, even if very hot, I go for the sleeping bag material. Modern camping sleeping bags from Walmart are nice in that you can wash and dry them very fast, and they take full strength dose of bleach in the washer, and do not degrade, unlike colored traditional linen or even white linen that yellow after prolonged numerous bleachings, plus they are too heavy, and not soft, fluffy enough. Old school goose feather packed fluffy beddings are very thick (and for that they may cause sweating in the summer but work in extreme winter without stove heat in single layer as opposed to Walmart sleeping bags needing to be doubled or tripled up to build the thickness), but harder to wash, bleach and dry.
In the weightlessness of space nothing presses against the body and skin to any degree. I could not sleep well like that. One way to solve it is to take a 55 gallon drum, or something bigger, and spin it, create microgravity like that, but the air friction becomes an issue, plus dizziness from uneven centrifugal forces as small radii, compared to a 300 meter radius spinning cylinder space station. Another way to create skin pressure is to use inflatable things, that look like sleeping bags, inflated to just the right pressure, not too tight, not too loose, just comfortable. I used to have inflatable air beds from walmart, and they were awesome comfortable down here in Earth's gravity, especially when they haven't been inflated for days or weeks, and slightly deflated, but without exception somebody comes into the house and pokes a hole into them when I'm not at home, or when I'm asleep, to where they end up totally deflated and it feels as if you are sleeping on the bare hard floor. So inflatable sleeping bags for now, maybe some kind of small radius slow spinning device that does not cause too much dizziness, and 300 meter radius rotating space stations with sleeping bags in the future, is the solution. That's my 2 cents, or more like 2.1 cents due to inflation.
And by the way there is such a thing as a soft cockblock, or soft exterminating, not by not having any kids, but having fewer than the average in the environment, such as 1 child only where everyone has 3. Or even on a massive scale, like the Chinese government promoting a one child policy, to drop population levels, when the tradition in China is that everyone likes big families, and lots of life, and those that do like big families tend to be the ones that survive and drown out those that don't, so that tendency is enhanced over time. But I met a guy named Earl, and when I asked him if he has kids, he say yeah, but one, and the way he held up his finger and said the whole thing, sounded like he meant to have just one and not more, as a matter of principle, or something, and I don't know if that was over economics, or what his motivations were, but there is such a thing as a soft cockblock of less children, or just one child (you can't really have a half a child, or a quarter child until some biotech invention makes it possible with a 4 person or 8 person marriage super family producing only a single child that's a blend of everybody in the family (for now we have lots of no-child families to balance out ones that have 2+), or, unless you consider your cousin's kids a quarter yours, some people are klanist, tribal and racist like that), that's softer than a full cockblock.
From Einstein we learned that energy is synonymous with mass. Or the other way around. When you have a particle with mass, it's like compacted, tightly packed energy. Energy can be motion, m.d(v2), gravitational, m.g.dh, electric qE.dx, or any force, Fdx, and because these convert into each other and are conserved, there must be some common property of ether that this energy thing, or mass thing describes. In particular a potential electric field containing energy qEdx, or mgdh, the field itself contains mass, by virtue of any energy being also mass. Bound mass, or rest mass must be some lots of mv2 motion, or electric field strength, or what not, packed into a tiny little thing we call an elementary particle. If you take an electron/positron pair for instance, and you make them spin around each other really close, at a distance smaller than the circumference of a neutron, with speeds at 99.9999999999% c of light speed, you can pack a lot of energy, and a lot of relativistic mass in a tiny little thing, including making a neutron-like particle that weighs more than the whole Earth and Sun combined. Of course this is not possible because of some quantum rules, including the Pauli exclusion principle, which sounds like vacuum only supports certain kinds of waves in itself, or states, and you cannot get elementary particles of just any kind of mass and density. Also gravity is like packed energy, or mass, does not localize, but spills all over the place nearby, in a fraction we call G, the gravitational constant, in the form of energy, or mass. The gravitational field strength drops as the inverse square, but the number of space-quanta, or 3d-pixels, that gravity penetrates, increases with the r2 surface area of the sphere, so in effect, total gravity is conserved, and so it total electricity, or with anything that drops with inverse r2. Ether must be a pretty funky object, or stuff of mind, or entity, or medium, or principle, with funky properties. The funkiest is the kinetic energy, and magnetic field, energy that only arises if vacuum is swept in a frame of reference by either other energy such as compacted energy of any kind in the for of mass, or an electric field, giving rise to magnetic fields, that are completely absent if lacking uniform steady motion of electric fields. And nature does not disclose to you if you're traveling with a high speed, high energy in reference to some other thing, it only discloses the process of acceleration, which behaves the same as if you were sitting in a gravitational field, it applies to all mass, or all energy in the inverse c2 fraction that is mass. Gravity is as is all energy "leaked" in a definite proportion from being compacted and uninteractive with the environment, and electricity is as if charge "leaked" in a definite proportion from being compacted and uninteractive with the environment, and the leak is conserved throughout the universe, in that it's shared, the wavefront does not dissipate, but as the space-pixels increase, it proportionally decreases per pixel, there is only so much "leak" from the source that can be shared, only so much inveraction constant, or interaction coefficient. By the way the Euclidian metric of distance ds2=dx2+dy2 requires a pretty funky tessalation of space quanta, space pixels, as a chessboard or computer screen spacefillingquadrangle tesselation is anisotropic, it has special crystal directions, and the metric is ds=dx or dy, whichever is higher, and there are only so many possible 3d shapes, (see http://www.mathsisfun.com/geom...) that are as isotropic as possible by having equal sides, equal angles, called the 5 Platonic solids, (see http://www.mathsisfun.com/geom...) out of which not all are space filling, and even if you filled space with them, you'd end up with a chessboard or computer screen pixel like metric, and anisotropy, crystal structure of space, which vacuum lacks. So vacu
By the way I saw 4 butterflies next to a mushroom patch 2 days ago in Lakewood, and they were not clumsy at all. I could not catch them on cell camera, unlike a firefly giving off a flash later that day, and these guys were superhigh speed, highly acrobatic doing 3-some dances in the air, stalking, attacking each other, playing games, as that's an insect imago's purpose: sex. And laying eggs. A feeding larva like a boring on features caterpillar transforms into a highly intelligent and competitive sex machine that flies and does mating dances, and remembers maps and navigation, and it's gorgeous on features, even though we humans find it scary and ugly under the electron microscope. These 4 butterflies must have been selected down by being driven to near extinction levels, as I don't usually see any butterflies in suburban areas plagued by lawnmowers, and the green flowerless deserts created by them. Even 9 out of 10 grasshoppers that only have the chewing mandrils, not the nectar sucking probosces that look like facial dildos as their mouth parts, prefer tall grass compared to a mowed lawn. I understand you have to keep the area around your home neat, and you can't let the jungle take over and make it impassable, so you have to keep beating down the jungle, but you don't fucking have to do it to the last patch of empty land, as I often see mowed city lots with no homes standing on them, just empty, useless, but somebody is busy wasting their precious time and gasoline mowing it, and driving butterflies with probosces, meant to be stuck into a flowerbearing weed to suck nectar, to near extinction. That weed is gorgeous, beautiful, why are attacking it, because it was born the way it is, it's a genetic defect on your lot? You know what, I call you weed, a genetic defect, how would you like to be the weed and be attacked simply for who you are, how you were born?
Only under extreme environmental selective pressures does evolution function, usually it happens in jumps, instead of continuously, when population levels drop to near extinction, like 1000 humans, else improved survival skills simply blend back into and melt away into the general population. I mean you have mutations left and right even with babies today, and should prettier, smarter, sexier mutations arise, not necessarily more survival able, they do have a higher chance of everybody wanting to fuck them and not ones that look like themselves, therefore they'd get selected, and most high-sexual-feature aberrations, like survival impeding peacock tails, or most clumsy but pretty butterfly features, or even big dicks that make it harder to run, or keep warm in a cold, come about when life is good, and easy, so sexual rococo and baroque overflowing of features mostly come about when life is easy, and evolution in that is continuous, but new species with radically different features and more survival able, hardier, low on sexual features appear in steps and jumps. When you talk about the appearance of a new species, such as humans from chimps, it must have happened in a suddenly deforested area in the African Serengeti, due to sudden climate change, when easy to hop to fruits no longer were available and you had to cooperate in a gang and use tools to hunt your daily food as meat, under massive starvation conditions, and only the smartest and most able made it to the next day, and everyone else died. Homo sapiens, the sapiens, intelligent, part being a non-flagrant-sexual-exhuberance-feature like a pink butt on chimps or a big dick, but a survival skill, pink butts on females or big dicks not mattering so much in the early days for humans as the ability to score meat every couple days. Also features like noninvertible fingers on the legs, once you have to run on the ground and not grab tree branches, that are not really mindblowing radical improvements, but definitely more comfortable, naturally selected out over a long time. By the way life in the jungle is easy, there is an cornucopia of food, and the weather is warm to where everyone can be more naked, and big dicks proliferate together with skin cancer resisting dark skin. On the other hand in eskimo land, where food is scarce, and the cold freezes off the limbs and increases body surface, small dicks and short legs proliferate, together with smarts, plus light skin that lacks pigments so even the low amount of sunshine can maintain vitamin D levels (and there might be other things than vitamin D that get produced by UV light, a simple vitamin D milk or pill supplement may not fully replace a tan's benefit, of course, as long as the tan is done in balance, because it's easy to get skin cancer in the US for light skinned europeans or asians, as the total solar dose much exceeds anything in Europe or northern Asia, so one has to be careful.) Asians are the smartest race of humans when it comes to computational tests at birth, (though real life experience often makes Africans much more apt in real life in adult hood in places like the US, than an Asian who seems boggled in the mind and lost,) but they all have small dicks, and often very short legs compared to overall body height, and beautiful faces, as that's the only thing showing when it's cold and you're covered up in fur, compared to Africans or any darker people who tend to have beautiful bodies and not so pretty faces, but a pretty face on a guy is girly, and an ugly face is manly, ugly is beautiful in a man, and there is this tremendous magnetic attraction between light skin pretty females and dark skin rough males, and it's nowhere near the same between light skined feminine and pretty males, and dark skinned and rough and ugly faced females. It's just the way it is, I tell it like it is. You can't keep dark guys and light women away from each other, and you can't force white guys and dark women on each other, in a general, overall sense. Of course there are extremely pretty faced black girls who leave any white
I hit Ctrl+F to search through the postings, and almost nobody talks about phosphate. Phosphate is banned in detergents, because it creates algal blooms, and through algal booms it exterminates other life, like predator fish, whose visibility drops to zero, and the ecosystem get out of balance. Plus a lot of them release toxins. But there is word, that when it comes to biofuels, (though you can't trust anything without verification) that algae are the most efficient and fastest growing photosynthetic organism on the planet, some can even fix atmospheric nitrogen (the toxic cyanobacteria for sure can, I don't really know what grows in submerged rice fields that does the same thing, provides free nitrogen fertilizer for the rice), but algae still lack a limiting nutrient, and their growth is limited in most waters, mostly phosphate that binds to trivalent Fe that's usually more prevalent, and drops out of solution. The way to get lots of algae in ya pond is hit it with a shit load of phosphate (and some chelated iron, like salicylate-iron, that the phosphate overdose takes out, algae need iron too), then have a mechanism to pound all the algae back down underwater, or hold it with a transparent screen if it's the multicellular pond-weed type, when it gets so active in carbon fixation that the O2 bubbles make it rise to the top as a froth and it limits itself away from the nutrients through all that froth that quickly gets depleted of nutrients. You need like a windmill to pump water to a tote up in the air, that can run a jet from up high back into the pond and mix down the green stuff, if you have individual cell algae, or a transparent screen, mesh, that does not block light, to hold down the multicellular type under water, and maybe something to periodically shake off the oxygen bubbles to get more reaction contact surface area that otherwise gets blocked by the bubbles. The multicellular type may grow slower, but might be easier to filter and extract, than a single cellular one that clogs filter presses, or needs heavy centrifugation. By the way, throughout my childhood, my mother had this vision or paranoia about me getting tangled up in and pulled under water by water weed called "heenar" or "hydra" and suffocating, every time I went fishing at a nearby lake, called Mine. By the time I was a teen, and had http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/S... swimfins, I'd purposely swim in that lake, and I did fine without getting tangled up in seaweed and drowning. By the way it's amazing how easy and relaxing it is to swim with swimfins, it's like you can lay back into the water and kick away, almost no effort required to stay afloat or get super high speed, other than burning leg muscles. The problem was that you stank pretty bad after bathing in that lake, so you had to go to the local city pool to wash off at the showers. Some flatland lakes smell like fished peed and pooped into them way too much, and if you wash off in them you stink worse than before.
I don't usually wrap it, but I hear it simmering in about 4 minutes, but it does not cook through in 10, it's like it needs time to sit at the cooking temperature. I could try bringing it up to temp, cutting the power, bringing it up again, cutting the power. I don't usually wrap them, but now you're giving me an idea about some polypropylene insulation, like a microwaveable plastic dish, with a small hole on it to vent steam, or just the lid loose, to keep the heat contained, while you generate that sawtooth temperature profile of 100C slow to 90 back to hundred slow to 90. Up on the mountainside you can only get 90C temp when cooking with water because of low air pressure therefore low boiling point temperature, and stuff takes even longer to cook, but it does cook eventually even at 90C. I just haven't bothered that much. My microwave is touchy, it likes to blow fuses as it shuts down automatically when the timer is up, and it won't start again, so I have to cut the power at the extension cord socket switch before the timer is up and, and this way there is no outrush current from the transformers, it has nowhere to go, it can't go back into the power grid, the amps stay low, and it saves the fuse.
I'm catholic, or some variation on that topic, going off on a tangent, but by kosher in the judeo-christian abrahamic religions we mean causing least amount of pain possible, the original quoted text being: do not eat a limb ripped off of a live animal - meaning kill it first please, as fast and efficient as possible, don't make it suffer for a long time, don't torture it - and in the old days that did mean killing an animal with a knife stuck in their throat. These days we can shock them unconscious first, and then you don't even have to go for the neck. Also, that's how most wild animals like lions do it, at the neck, the most efficient and kosher way. If you have a bulldog or other large dog attack, protect your throat with your hands, let them bite onto that, as they go for your neck instinctively, and you can survive most other bites, to legs, arms, body, head.
The solution is not poisoning wildlife living next to you, but building houses not from wood, or other edible materials, like gingerbread, but stone, or clay. Ytong is pretty good stuff for instance.
We need to sue the guys who invented negative numbers, it's all their fault. Or their descendants and heirs.
We need to put up rotating cylinder space stations ASAP, before the paranoid people start throwing rocks at each other down here, and stuff. Microsoft and Apple are not gonna stop putting spying things into their stuff, cuz, that's just how they are, they can't help themselves, and then you get things like the Chinese gov't going all out paranoid, and arming themselves. I wonder if they'd have Stanislav Petrov's sitting at their nuclear ICBM early detection and launch triggering system. Sometimes it's the guy on the bottom like Stanislav, who calls the shots for the whole chain of command above him, because whatever he says, they take it as 100% certain, and he's the only one who knows the innards of the detection system, and solar artifacts at sundown and whatnot, and knows if he tells the idiots up there that we've detected a nuclear attack on us, they are gonna start firing, so he took his chances, after all, you can always start firing after the first nuke hit is confirmed by telephone, unless the nukes are simultaneously launched to hit all your launching stations all at the same time, 100% of them, and then you have no time to wait because the first hit is the final hit and kill everything at once, not spread out in time. But it was very worth the risk. But when people get too paranoid, they could become very trigger happy. So if we have people living in space going about their business not giving a crap about people and countries down here pounding the shit out of each other with ICBM nukes, that would be a pawsitive thing, something to be happy about when everything else is going wrong. It all starts with lack of trust, and spyware built into the recovery CD you get directly from the computer manufacturer, then it just escalates from there.. sigh.. the way to deescalate it is to send a couple diplomats over, with a gift, like a carefully crafted Go board and set, and some baby elephant and mother and family donation to a Chinese zoo.. and some tigers...
It's 41% false positives, dude. Get your numbers correct, seesh...
I have been exonerated from being a true terrorist, but I make an excellent practice dummy. It's kinda like you have dangerous explosives and safe explosives, and you wanna practice on the safe explosives first, but you still have to be careful not to blow yourself up, or at least lose a finger in the process. So that's as far as an exoneration process is able to exonerate, you never really go totally free, there is always a "maybe", "ya never know for sure," and I don't envy these folx werking with terrorist suspects, because people are not predictable. Like they are trying to predict when I will masturbate next, and I purposely try to make it unpredictable for them. That's the first lesson for an antiterrorist employee: people are unpredictable, even if it's your job to predict them.
The treasury has money in it? Since when?
My answer is "maybe, wink wink.."
Yeah, the rabbit hole is deep and my drilling rig is too short to get the job done, sigh :(
I pretend being a terrorist, I got the skills too, I only lack a good motive, but they are working on it. For now I bitch about all kinds of stuff without taking it seriously enough to kill somebody over it. So that's what I fear most, how much they have to hurt me to make me lose it and go ape shit? I would probably break some dishes then, but not hurt anybody, as much as I could help it. Breaking a dish is always such a satisfaction, and release of pent up energy. Try not to break an expensive antique vase though, because that's not really replaceable.
Yes, and self sacrificing people, like the Tsarnaev's, rekindled the antiterrorist enthusiasm - when it dwindled amongst the people, and they started saying there are no terrorists, but we're tired of all this government snooping - after all, what would the country be like without 1984?
I am an American citizen, and proud to say that I'm on the terrorist watch list. All you gotta say is U235 or nuclear, or nukular (as GW said it), on /., and you automatically earn your spot in the database. Then you can come on Slashdot, and verbally abuse and terrorize the powers that be, because now even if you write complete garbage, they have to read through it and analyze it, psychologically and what not. It's a great way to protest, in a covert civil disobedience kinda way, about the excesses that plague everybody. And it's kinda fun, and it creates jobs for young and old antiterrorist people, and maybe lightens their day up with some humor once in a while, instead of always thinking about the gore of blasted bodies of suicide bombers halfway across the globe. Also saying stuff like Waco, Tx, Timothy McVeigh, Oklahoma, Unabomber, 2nd amendment, etc., moves you up in rankings pretty quickly, especially when you don't own a smartphone, or your facebook activity falls short of the average norm. Tee hee :) The getting xrayed by drones at night or the neighbors sucks ass though, that's the only part I really hate. But regardless, life is good. It's much better than in the nuthouse. That's another way to qualify for the list, making a trip to the nuthouse, and conducting a mini-hunger strike, losing excess weight you have, without being a danger to yourself. Like that shit is funny or something. In the nuthouse they are like don't come back here, we're tired of seein yo ass. Hey, that's why my name is sillybilly, which btw, in a different language means my nickname, plus an antique pot with a lid that people used to shit into at night, when all they had was outhouses and not electric, and they did not wanna take a trip in their pj's in the dark, and cold. Bili. Yep. I'm full of shit.