It’s just further evidence that suggests the whole world is going barking mad crazy, largely thanks to humanist experts, sages, counselors, prognosticators, “scientists,” “educators”–fercryinoutloud, why do they call them “educators” when all they do is make people stupid?
I don’t think God will let us go extinct–but He sure doesn’t have to keep this particular civilization around a minute longer than He pleases.
Meanwhile–this is King Jesus’ royal estate you jerks are messing up, and King Jesus’ people whose minds you’re playing it. It’s not wise to provoke the King.
Europe’s domestic cattle are descended from the aurochs, a wild animal that died out in 1627, in a Polish forest. For some decades now, scientists have been trying to bring the aurochs back to life via back-breeding. An particularly notorious attempt was made by zoologists in the the Third Reich, resulting in sort-of/kind-of pseudo-aurochs called “Heck Cattle.”
Well, at least we know what the aurochs looked like, because our ancestors painted its picture on the walls of caves. Julius Caesar and other ancient writers described the aurochs’ size, strength, and speed. But by 1627 there were only a few of them left. The local people tried to save them, but at last a winter came that took away the last of the mighty aurochs.
We also have aurochs skeletons.
So… We have skeletons, we have pictures drawn from life, written descriptions, and many domestic breeds of cattle with aurochs DNA in them. And there are still projects ongoing to breed cattle back to the aurochs.
Can this ever succeed? Will it usher in an age of restoring colossal prehistoric animals?
A new study “strongly suggests” that Tyrannosaurus rex used its legs for walking. Well, that knocks the old ballroom dancing theory into a cocked hat. The jumping-jacks theory still has a few die-hards hanging on.
I happened upon a nooze story a few minutes ago and got a blood pressure surge, nor could I restrain certain vigorous exclamations. My wife said, “I thought we weren’t going to do this on the weekend.” Get all worked up over the nooze, she means.
Well, fair enough.
Attention, readers! What would you like to see on this blog on the weekends? I’d like to see more dinosaurs, but that’s only me. What would you like? Don’t ask me to be clairvoyant–tell me! As Popeye once said, “We aims t’please!”
Like sharks care what you call them. Like it’ll hurt their feelings.
These particular experts are in Australia, a country well known for shark attacks. But really it was just some innocent big fish taking an innocent bite out of someone’s leg, just to see what it’d taste like.
The truth is that the waters around our beaches are full of sharks, pretty much all the time, and occasionally a shark bites somebody… or takes several bites, and kills the swimmer. This is what sharks do. They are predators. It’s how they live.
There’s no point in being mad at sharks, hating them, declaring war on them, or being so afraid of sharks that you won’t step into your bathtub. But there’s no point in trying to depict them as a lot of cozy-cuddles, either.
Then again, we live in a time when people can get arrested for using the wrong pronoun, or trolled on the social media for wearing a Chinese-style prom gown.
Again I say it: there’s no one as anti-human as a humanist.
So much in “science” is said with such authority! As if they really, truly knew. Maybe Protoavis was a bird, and maybe it wasn’t. But “maybe” doesn’t pull in many grants, and certainly won’t land you any PBS specials.
What if there wasn’t really any Triassic Period, after all?
They call it “Targeted Dream Incubation,” and they’re pretty sure they can make it work. Critics call it “weaponizing sleep”–against the sleeper–and warn that it might be done through “Alexa” units that the unsuspecting consumer already has in his bedroom.
The good news is that the Federal Trade Commission has the authority to ban this. The bad news is, how would we ever know they really did?
And what about what might happen if governments get their hot little hands on this technology? Wow: Democrats unanimously elected! And suddenly everyone is so obedient! The CDC wants to see what happens if they inject you with Gorilla Glue? Why, sure! Where do I sign up to volunteer?
Go ahead, tell me this stuff doesn’t come from the pit of Hell and smell of brimstone. I won’t believe you, but tell me anyway.
But not to worry, social justice is at hand. The government’s got this. Simply charge those evil white folks more money for electricity–’cause after all they use so much of it–and charge POCs less! It’s a kind of reparations. And NPR is all in favor of that, so there!
This is the first of Martin Selbrede’s 18 articles on the pioneering addiction treatment work of Dr. Punyamurtala Kishore and his persecution at the hands of Massachusetts medical and law enforcement authorities.
Once they’d successfully “demonized [him] as a monster,” the authorities set about discrediting Dr. Kishore’s character, ruining him financially, and finally packing him off to prison.
His crime: finding a better way to treat opioid addiction instead of just replacing one addictive drug with another.
These are long articles, but they’re important. With opioid addiction claiming thousands of victims all over the country, Dr. Kishore’s sobriety-based approach produced far better results than what the medical establishment had to offer–and for this he was severely punished.
