Daily MOS: Porton Down & Ethics in Experimentation
A more accurate name would be “Porton Down: we killed so many bunnies it got weird.”
A more accurate name would be “Porton Down: we killed so many bunnies it got weird.”
The convenience of friction striking matches was unparalleled. Convenience, as history keeps showing us, sends the bill later.
Maskholes today look oddly like nineteenth century peasants fighting for the right to shit themselves to death.
We weren’t always into letting things like “processes” and “objectivity” stand in our way of using the Scientific Method v1.0: fuck around and find out.
Choose a craziest part: he tried treating syphilis with malaria, it worked, he won the Nobel Prize for medicine in 1927… and also, he was a fucking Nazi.
There’s a pure synthetic version of the substance available. This is much to the delight of the Colorado River Toad that’s been threatened with extinction from a combination of environmental changes and, ahem, recreational toad lickers.
The wheatgrass juice racket is based on the biblical diet of King Nebuchadnezzar.
I did find one study showing that soy can interfere with male fertility. In cheetahs.
The life story of Jack Parsons could only be true because not even the worst of fiction writers would have the fucking audacity.
In 1963, in a high stakes game of ‘fuck around and find out,’ Delgado implanted a bull with a stimoceiver. He stepped into the arena armed only with a remote control.
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