You may have to scroll down a bit, in my formatting (computer monitor, not phone) the list from the gear icon seems to stop at “Hide Details”, the blur spoilers and the polls are just below. YMMV, different screens sometimes show different bits of drop down menus.
Things you don’t want to eat when you’re reading.
There, I fixed it for you!
You really should have spoilered that ![]()
I know you were joking, but when I encounter people who truly believe that fluoride is a Dangerous Chemical that must not enter one’s body, and that they’re glad they’re on well water, I point out that fluoride is actually a naturally occurring mineral, which may possibly be found in well water.
To be placed under the heading, “This doesn’t make it better,” the vinegar eel cite boldly explains, “Vinegar eels are actually not eels at all , but a type of roundworm.”
My Aunt had a great massage therapist but they had to part ways because she tried to get my Aunt to join her basement cult. She believed that medical doctors in hospitals were murdering people and blaming their deaths on COVID. My Aunt and her husband both called to have a heart -to-heart and talk this woman down, but at the end they had to part ways. Nice lady, competent at her job, batshit crazy.
I once briefly worked at a primate sanctuary. Most of the staff lived on the property and it was prohibited to eat animal products on the premises. Kind of unusual. I really knew I didn’t belong when one of my coworkers started decrying vaccinations. “Just go outside and roll around in the dirt, that’s how you get a healthy immune system!”
At the time, this was the first time I’d ever encountered an anti-vaxxer, it was like a part of me didn’t really believe they existed, until that happened. I was horrified.
That was maybe seven years ago. It seems positively quaint by today’s standards.
And just in case it isn’t, “they” spray it from jetliner chemtrails.
At lunch the other day, I learned from a coworker who was talking to the rest of the team when I arrived that this liberal stuff (she was complaining about seeing mixed race couples in every commercial she saw) is so “in your face” that they are going to be making a black Dennis the Menace.
“I call bullshit” I politely replied after googling the subject. “You either made that up or heard it from somebody who did.”
The table got a little silent after that.
A whoosh, right? I’m pretty sure my $12 toilet seat is all of that, though it has no certificates of compliance.
Yes, not real for toilet seats. But, those are actual requirements for airplane parts, and why they are so expensive.
Oh now, that is very wrong. Now they are spraying birth control drugs through the air so that all of the right thinking white xian men can’t breed and then the brown people will take over.
But that’s a documentary, right?
You meet the most peculiar people on the job.
There was a coworker who I got along with. Pasty-white and of Irish heritage, he was a nice guy until his last day on the job. He’d been celebrating his career move and was a little drunk. I’d heard some racist comments from other coworkers, so, when the subject of black people came up, I gave a few of them the usual (friendly) speech about being reasonable and fair, not blaming the rest for the actions of a few, etc. I took my time and spoke well. This particular coworker, on his last day, was grinning as I finished, and he calmly replied, “I think they should invent a bomb that kills only niggers!” Surprised the hell out of me. I said he was wrong and that I was glad he was leaving.
At that same job, there was a guy who was into healing crystals, big time, and he wanted to introduce me to his friends so that they could enlighten me. ![]()
At another place, one of the coworkers didn’t interact with anyone. He was a little older than me and seemed all right but was oddly withdrawn and sullen. The day before my last day on the job, he suggested I bring in a joint, which we’d smoke together the next day. I did, and, as we smoked behind the factory, he opened up and started cracking jokes about our asshole boss and his obnoxious son who would eventually take over. In that last, brief moment that I knew him, he turned out to be a nice guy, and he confided that he’d been a heroin addict for many years, which probably had something to do with his sullenness.
Government procurement contracts are something else. One thing they do, is require a certain number of them be made available for a given time period in years, and then sometimes a requirement they make more if the government decides they need them years later. They have to factor that in to their bidding, keeping the tooling around and ability to make spare parts or test equipment, or that kind of thing. It goes both ways, too. Manufacturers get to continue supplying items long after the need for them is basically nonexistent. I see “lots” of Sylvania JAN electronic vacuum tubes listed in surplus auctions dated into 1985, 20 years after they stopped using them in any significant quantity. Even as recently as the 1990s government warehouses stockpiled Mohair, and even quartz, presumably for crystal radios.
I learned from a christian colleague that there’s a hit single in the bible. And so did he.
I was chatting with my friend Mrs C and - let’s call him S - who said, as part of the conversation, (which I guess must have been about music) “Did you know there’s a hit single in the bible?” To which Mrs C and I said together, “Yes, of course, Rivers Of Babylon.” To which S said, “Eh?”
This was the UK in around 1990, so about 10 years earlier Rivers Of Babylon by Boney M had been a number 1 hit single - you couldn’t avoid it. (Number 1 across much of the world, actually; a more modest hit in the US), The “correct” answer, it turned out (heh!), was Turn! Turn! Turn! by The Byrds, which had barely dented the (UK) top 30 in 1965, when I was still in short trousers and Mrs C hadn’t even been born.
So: there are 2 right answers to that question - quite why S knew Turn! Turn! Turn! but had never heard of Rivers Of Babylon is a mystery that never was solved.
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FWIW #1: I am now older and wiser and love Turn! Turn! Turn!
FWIW #2:
Turn! Turn! Turn! - Ecclesiastes 3, 1-8
Rivers Of Babylon - Psalm 137
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The Bible was a hit machine.
I was thinking u2’s “40” but that was released as a single only in Germany.
I learned from a coworker that if three people get together and ask God for something that he has to obey. Looking at the world around us and apparently it is impossible to get three people to agree on anything.
I learned that the recent “cattle mutilations” are actually the communists attacking our food supply.
While the Byrds had the huge hit with the song, it was written by Pete Seeger. And of course Koheleth.
God: “I said three people. A ‘mega church’ is literally a million people; can’t you count?”
By … butchering them for us?
Okay, convenience me to death.