Yeah... This Is A Thing Now...

Time to get Dow, Dupont, Bayer, Cargill, Tysons, and all the other Big Ag & Big Agrichemical companies out of our food supply lines. Period.

FACTS: She breaks it down perfectly 🤔

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These remains of the day...

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That is correct, sir...

“Sometimes the questions are complicated and the answers are simple.” - Dr. Seuss

I heard/read it again: grunge...

I'm perplexed by that most meager of words that has been usurped by a crowd of folks that has little to no actual experience in getting grungy. Let's set the record straight: Grunge means you've been exposed to the dust of third world, real dirt. Not glitter, not metaphor, not a slight dusting of soil. Real dirt, real grungy shite, genuine grime. Grunge is the stuff of daily, ugly, exhausting toil and hardship. Life for the grungy is a battle, a war waged in solitude, against a world bent on breaking its targets. So if you don designer clothes; if you drop piles of money in a trendy coffee bauhaus; if you overuse the words 'literally' or 'legitimately' (let's just forget that you have no concept of usage and acceptable vernacular, if you do...); and if you've never gone to bed hungry, cold and dirty, and clinging to slim hope that tomorrow will be better than all your yesterdays, well then you have no idea what grunge is. True grunge, and the music and atmosphere it spawned, is a soulful thing, brought to life by people whose only refuge in the world was hard-bitten poetry transmuted into lyrical rollercoasters, grinding guitars and bone-jarring percussion. Kurt, Eddie, Chris... they were the Purveyors of Grunge. They bled and breathed against the grain, exhaling oxygen for the world to inhale, and in doing so, taught most of us to fucking care about those who usually went unnoticed, were spent up by an otherwise uncaring world. They were celestial in their grasp of God, humans, and struggle, and their starshine was earned and never contrived... unlike those who try to usurp the word 'grunge' to peddle their shite, their plastic baubles, their angled politics.

Note: if you managed to wade through this monologue but have not even an inkling of meaning in this prose, then I submit the notion that you need to step back and reassess just what the fuck you aim to achieve by casting about the term 'grunge'...

And things began to become unsettled... The world was suddenly a little more surreal, and, then again, more concrete..

This video was taken by Pete Bodette and Dick Affolter during the summer of 2005 and later was shown on ABC News. The creature in the video is thought to be none other than the famous Lake Champlain Monster. Two retired FBI agents reportedly viewed the video and claimed it was authentic. According to the fishermen, the creature was never fully seen but they did see its nose and head surface occasionally. 

Bodette was quoted as saying, “I’m 100 percent sure of what we saw. I’m not 100 percent sure of what it was.”

I just figured out what kind of star I am: a white dwarf star. I am confident in this assertion because of one personal fact: I too am made of degenerate material. (But, thankfully, I'm not as big as the Earth. That would really put a damper on my social life...)

So regarding a question before: whats the difference between a White dwarf and a Neutron Star?

A star with up to 10 solar masses gives rise to a white dwarf. A star with more than 10 solar masses gives rise to a neutron star.

A white dwarf is made of degenerate material and is about the size of Earth.

A neutron star is more compact and dense, it is made up of practically 95% neutrons.

It has an average of 20 km in diameter only. The magnetic fields of neutron stars are more intense than that of a white dwarf.

wonders of the cosmos

What are Pulsars?

What are Pulsars? Pulsars are spherical, compact objects that are about the size of a large city but contain more mass than the sun. Disco

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What are white dwarfs?

Some curiosities about white dwarfs, a stellar corpse and the future of the sun. Where a star ends up at the end of its life depends on the

This HAS to be in California.

There couldn't possibly be any way a virus could be transmitted through an act of spreading one's legs, could there? Perish the thought...

I have a discussion place in the Loathing lobe of my brain for people who come up with garbage like this...

I hear the growing cacophony of angry Leftist wasps and cicadas as the Hive where they hide is under attack. What a wonderful sound...

Solitary pursuits can be quite rewarding, after all. If I'm meant to be alone at this time in my life, I may as well make the most and best use of the time. Loneliness only kills if you let it, after all.

I refuse to chase anyone anymore.

This was captivating... at once quietly powerful and resoundingly human...

Reuben Henry - Non Violence. Natural Records. 1968.