They also serve, who only watch and wince
After reading this—
“What happens should nuclear war occur is a total unknown, he said.
It would almost certainly result in hundreds of thousands, if not millions of deaths, with devastation on an unprecedented scale …”
sourced: CLICK HERE
—one might ask
Bugger … I need more coffee.
try this wee hypothetical scenario—
—and now that you’ve done the sums, here’s another thought—
“” …When it comes to the science, Robert F. Kennedy is currently focusing on one (out of many) concerns regarding current vaccination, which is mercury, one of the most dangerous toxins known to man — 100 times more poisonous than lead . He recently held a press conference at the National Press Club bringing this point up, offering a $100,000 reward for any scientist, journalist, or doctor to present a study showing that it is safe to inject mercury into babies…”
—namely, why aren’t they queuing up to collect that free ‘no brainer’ reward; kicking, gouging, biting, struggling ferociously to get to the front of the line before all the lovely freebie hundred-thousand dollarses run out?
Oh! Yes. I see …
“Mr Argus, Sir?”
“Yes, Little Ollivia?”
“Sir … isn’t there a flaw in your drift?”
“Do tell, Child—I’m all ears.”
“Surely if an unvaccinated child goes to school he’s at risk from the bugs carried by … … … oh.”
“More, please—you still don’t look convinced?”
“But if he’s suffering and takes the germs to school, he’s a threat to the bulletproo— … … … oh …”
“Beam me up, Scotty—
—there’s not a great deal of intelligent life down here~!”
WE ALL HAVE
our little idiosyncrasies. Some of us even dedicate our lives to idiot-syncrasies, which is more than doubleplus ungood.
Like wee cutie, here ——>
who seems to have slipped the leash back in chapter 1. I no longer trust anything I read in modern media, it could be simple typos (nothing wrong with that if no wars are started because of them) or even the deplorable state of modern journalism. By way of anticipating rebuttitive squawks I offer this verbatim snippet —
Though her eyes are naturally large, she wears contact lenses to enhance them, boosting the size of her iris from 13.5cm to 16.2cm …
—and leave it for you to make any decisions (although I am reminded of a sketch in a Billy Connolley show where he convinces his short-sighted Dad that ‘prescription windscreens’ would obviate the need to wear glasses when driving—
“…but can you imagine the effect on a driver coming the other way? …
‘Eek! What the f**k is that~!?“
Damn. He tells it much better than I. Perhaps it really is just a proofing error, the mind would boggle otherwise. Anyway, here’s your link: CLICK HERE
And if you do go there be prepared to gast your flabbers …
And now, with a set precedent preceding me: I wonder how much it would cost to have my own visage enhanced …
remember that you can’t trust any bast (oops) bugger.
IS THIS JUST MY
paranoia talking, or am I in fact an unsung prophet~? (Put me down for prophet, please—the successful ones make great profits).
HERE, HAVE A WEE
snippet—
The Melbourne school boy who consumed Greentime Natural Coconut Drink in December 2013 experienced a fatal anaphylactic reaction after it was revealed the imported product from Taiwan contained undeclared milk content, reported the Sydney Morning Herald.
To read more (different source): CLICK HERE
I was minding my own business swearing quietly at the computer when The Spouse came galloping in with an article in one of her magazines; which prompted me to a quick Googleising; after which I felt inspired to spread the Good Word.*
Apparently it is a widespread (means common) practise to dolly up the pure coconut juice with cow juice.
I didn’t know that, although The Spouse refuses to drink any ‘pure’ juice that comes from a can or bottle or packet—she has a few problems of her own and has had reactions from such. Original container or nothing.
* Namely that you can only trust yourself (and some selected others, of course—their adoption tried, grappled to your soul with hoops of steel etc etc)
after this—
Scientists point out, however, that 60% of modern-day people still lack the enzyme for breaking down lactose and just don’t know it, meaning that they experience a wide range of digestive and allergy problems which they have never had attributed to their milk-drinking.
Another argument that has been recently been debunked is that drinking cow’s milk increases bone strength and prevent osteoporosis. In fact, the skeletons of our Palaeolithic ancestors, who did not drink milk, reflect great strength and muscularity and a total absence of advanced osteoporosis, possibly due to the fact that research has shown we can get as much calcium as we need from grains and vegetables alone.
From: CLICK HERE
—whatever you will. I tripped over this topic en passant but feel that it should be shared; milk-intolerance is quite widespread (Spouse has it) but few sufferers actually know that they have it.
Dammit! I still love lattes!
BUT WAIT
In New Zealand it gets better.
Much better—
Instead, people who are lactose intolerant can’t digest the main sugar —lactose— found in milk. In normal humans, the enzyme that does so —lactase— stops being produced when the person is between two and five years old. The undigested sugars end up in the colon, where they begin to ferment, producing gas that can cause cramping, bloating, nausea, flatulence and diarrhea …
To read from source: CLICK HERE
—because we have ‘free’ milk delivered to schools for the kids to guzzle. (I have no idea if such enguzzlements are compulsory these days—they were decades ago and if a kid didn’t have a note from his parents explaining, and he refused, he got the strap. Not good, but all that lovely milk/strapping made for the world’s best rugby players, no?)
Given that nothing is ever actually ‘free’ I wonder whether this is really an act of kindness by the benign government & charitable donation by the milk-factory people … or simply an acceptable way of disposing of excesses without fouling the waterways?
‘‘New Zealand is the largest exporter of dairy products in the world but at home we’re not drinking as much milk as we used to. We want to be the dairy nutrition capital of the world and this starts with our kids.”
to read more of the ‘for’ : CLICK HERE
to read of the ‘against’ : CLICK HERE
And be advised that I’ve only ‘blitzed’ these articles—I just haven’t the time to investigate in any depth.
But first, a word from our sponsor (me):
DO YOU REMEMBER
In New Zealand it is still impossible (almost—you have to really do the research and go the distance) to find (yes, find, much less actually buy) lard.
So, given the trends this snippet below makes interesting reading for anyone who can do big sums like “One plus one plus one equals?) (Bugger … put down the one and carry one one …)
stuck? Okaaaaay … you may use a calculator if you wish. But there’s still hope, if you can fog a mirror—
Employers could impose hefty penalties on employees who decline to participate in genetic testing as part of workplace wellness programmes if a bill approved by a House committee this week becomes law in the United States.
Employers, in general, don’t have that power under existing federal laws that protect genetic privacy and nondiscrimination. But a bill passed Wednesday by a House committee would allow employers to get around that if the information is collected as part of workplace wellness programs.
Workplace wellness programs — which offer workers a variety of carrots and sticks to monitor and improve their health, such as lowering cholesterol — have become increasingly popular among companies …
read from source: CLICK HERE
I remember reading recently that cholesterol these days is far from being a demon, it’s (apparently) now a Vital. Oops? Someone is out of touch?
a government official. Anywhere, anytime …
* What’s In It For Me?
Whose gains? Don’t ask.
Whose health? Twofold answer: yours, and their bank balance.
I ONLY EVER
knowingly had the one flu jab in my life. That was at a time when despite all reservations I simply could not afford to take even one day off. Reluctantly I got The Shot …
… and of course went down with the worst blasted flu I’d ever had. (I do very little by halves, when I get a bug I get a bug. I got bugged. It was days before I surfaced again and ages before I was fit to face the world.)
ENOUGH OF ME
Let’s talk about you.
Why not you visit these two links—
and
http://archive.lewrockwell.com/miller/miller27.html
—then ponder the ancient question so very old (and rarely asked by anybody who should be asking) (that’s you, Bub) there’s even Latin for it:
