Dihydrogen monoxide is colorless, odorless, tasteless, and kills uncounted thousands of people every year. Most of these deaths are caused by accidental inhalation of DHMO, but the dangers of dihydrogen monoxide do not end there. Prolonged exposure to its solid form causes severe tissue damage. Symptoms of DHMO ingestion can include excessive sweating and urination, and possibly a bloated feeling, nausea, vomiting and body electrolyte imbalance. For those who have become dependent, DHMO withdrawal means certain death.
Dihydrogen monoxide:
- Is also known as hydroxl acid, and is the major component of acid rain.
- Contributes to the "greenhouse effect."
- May cause severe burns.
- Contributes to the erosion of our natural landscape.
- Accelerates corrosion and rusting of many metals.
- May cause electrical failures and decreased effectiveness of automobile brakes.
- Has been found in excised tumors of terminal cancer patients.
Contamination Is Reaching Epidemic Proportions!
Quantities of dihydrogen monoxide have been found in almost every stream, lake, and reservoir in America today. But the pollution is global, and the contaminant has even been found in Antarctic ice. DHMO has caused millions of dollars of property damage in the US.
Despite the danger, dihydrogen monoxide is often used:
- As an industrial solvent and coolant.
- In nuclear power plants.
- In the production of Styrofoam.
- As a fire retardant.
- In many forms of cruel animal research.
- In the distribution of pesticides. Even after washing, produce remains contaminated by this chemical.
- As an additive in certain "junk-foods" and other food products.
Companies dump waste DHMO into rivers and the ocean, and nothing can be done to stop them because this practice is still legal. The impact on wildlife is extreme, and we cannot afford to ignore it any longer!
The American government has refused to ban the production, distribution, or use of this damaging chemical due to its "importance to the economic health of this nation." In fact, the navy and other military organizations are conducting experiments with DHMO, and designing multi-billion dollar devices to control and utilize it during warfare situations. Hundreds of military research facilities receive tons of it through a highly sophisticated underground distribution network. Many store large quantities for later use.
The Horror Must Be Stopped!
Act NOW to prevent further contamination. Find out more about this dangerous chemical. What you don't know can hurt you and others throughout the world.
The following concerns a question in a physics degree exam at the university of Copenhagen.
"Describe how to determine the height of a skyscraper with a barometer."
One student replied:
"You tie a long piece of string to the neck of the barometer, then lower the barometer from the roof of the skyscraper to the ground. The length of the string plus the length of the barometer will equal the height of the building."
This highly original answer so incensed the examiner that the student was failed. The student appealed on the grounds that his answer was indisputably correct, and the university appointed an independent arbiter to decide the case. The arbiter judged that the answer was indeed correct, but did the problem it was decided to call the student in and allow him six minutes in which to provide a verbal answer which showed at least a minimal familiarity with the basic principles of physics.
For five minutes the student sat in silence, forehead creased in thought. The arbiter reminded him that time was running out, to which the student replied that he had several extremely relevant answers, but couldn't make up his mind which to use.
On being advised to hurry up the student replied as follows:
"Firstly, you could take the barometer up to the roof of the skyscraper, drop it over the edge, and measure the time it takes to reach the ground. The height of the building can then be worked out from the formula H = 0.5g x t squared. But bad luck on the barometer."
"Or if the sun is shining you could measure the height of the barometer, then set it on end and measure the length of its shadow. Then you measure the length of the skyscraper's shadow, and thereafter it is a simple matter of proportional arithmetic to work out the height of the skyscraper."
"But if you wanted to be highly scientific about it, you could tie a short piece of string to the barometer and swing it like a pendulum, first at ground level and then on the roof of the skyscraper. The height is worked out by the difference in the gravitational restoring force T = 2 pi sq root (l / g)."
"Or if the skyscraper has an outside emergency staircase, it would be easier to walk up it and mark off the height of the skyscraper in barometer lengths, then add them up."
"If you merely wanted to be boring and orthodox about it, of course, you could use the barometer to measure the air pressure on the roof of the skyscraper and on the ground, and convert the difference in millibars into feet to give the height of the building."
"But since we are constantly being exhorted to exercise independence of mind and apply scientific methods, undoubtedly the best way would be to knock on the janitor's door and say to him 'If you would like a nice new barometer, I will give you this one if you tell me the height of this skyscraper'."
The student was Niels Bohr, the only person from Denmark to win the Nobel prize for Physics.
An amateur genealogical researcher discovered that his great-great uncle, Remus Starr, a fellow lacking in character, was hanged for horse stealing and train robbery in Montana in 1889. The only known photograph of Remus shows him standing on the gallows. On the back of the picture is this inscription:
"Remus Starr; horse thief, sent to Montana Territorial Prison 1885, Escaped 1887, robbed the Montana Flyer six times. Caught by Pinkerton detectives, convicted and hanged 1889."
In a family history subsequently written by the researcher, Remus's picture is cropped so that all that's seen is a head shot. The accompanying biographical sketch is as follows:
"Remus Starr was a famous cowboy in the Montana Territory. His business empire grew to include acquisition of valuable equestrian assets and intimate dealings with the Montana railroad. Beginning in 1883, he devoted several years of his life to service at a government facility, finally taking leave to resume his dealings with the railroad. In 1887, he was a key player in a vital investigation run by the renowned Pinkerton Detective Agency. In 1889, Remus passed away during an important civic function held in his honour when the platform upon which he was standing collapsed."
Why don't we just spell words the way they sound?
Foloing a speling sistem (evin ours in wich mane words hav speling vareants) alows us to comunikate beter. Thear ar bilyons of English speakers and tha English language is estemated to hav at leyst a milion words. chosing to spel words tha wey thay sownd wood create an infinit number of vareants, as we ech hear sownds slitely difrently. preskoolers yuse wat thay no abowt leters and sownds to rite mesajes yusing invented speling, or speling words bi tha wey thay sownd. Bi lerning to strech out tha words to halp them hear individyule sownds, preskoolers kan labil a pikshur. In this vere urly staje of speling, tha child atempts to comunikate a mesage but tha child may be tha onle won hu kan desifer tha mesage. That rite thear is tha anser to this kwestshun - that our abilite to comunikate wood be grately impeared if we did not hav a speling sistem for our English vokabulari.
The ten longest rivers in New Zealand:
1. Waikato (425 km) - North Island
2. Clutha (322 km) - South Island
3. Wanganui (290 km) - North Island
4. Taieri (288 km) - South Island
5. Rangitikei (241 km) - North Island
6. Mataura (240 km) - South Island
7. Waiau (217 km) - South Island
8. Waitaki (209 km) - South Island
9. Clarence (209 km) - South Island
10. Oreti (203 km) - South Island
One day a man was walking in the Ureweras when he got lost. For two days he roamed around trying to find a way out. He had not eaten anything during this period and was famished. He spotted a wood pigeon, killed it, and started to eat it. Surprisingly, a couple of DOC park rangers happen to find him at that moment, and arrested him for killing a protected bird.
At court, he plead innocent to the charges against him claiming that if he didn't eat the pigeon he would have died from starvation. The judge ruled in his favor. In the judge's closing statement he asked the man, "I would like you to tell me something before I let you go. I have never eaten a wood pigeon, nor ever plan on it. But can you tell me what it tasted like?"
The man answered, "Well, it kind of tasted like a cross between a white heron and a kiwi!"
Day One: Rode on a jet boat up the Dart river. It was fun! We did five 360 spins. We got dropped off at the mouth of the Beans Burn and started walking at 11:10am. There were 8 people in our party: 4 Davidsons, Penny (who used to be in Dad's adventure racing team), Charles (her husband), Emily (15), and James (14) Webster. Penny had a 25kg pack, but she was still the fastest! The first day was mainly walking through beech forest on a marked track following the Beans Burn. At the end was a bit of rock hopping, then walking through tussock.We reached the rock bivvy at 7:05pm after 8 hours of tramping.
The rock bivvy was a few massive boulders resting on each other; the resulting gaps made fine beds and had been strewn with dead tussock leaves. There was room to stand up, and people had built walls out of stones to keep the worst of the wind out. Only Emily, James, Dad, and I slept in the bivvy, but we probably all could have fitted in.
Day Two: At 9:30am we left camp and for about 45 minutes headed up the true left of the Beans Burn to the bottom of Fohn Saddle, which was our first Pass. The first section of the steep 500m climb up to Fohn Saddle was up a dry creekbed. When we left the creekbed we were on tussock and it was just an (un)steady plod upwards. The last few minutes were over bare rocks. On reaching Fohn Saddle, Dad scouted for a route to the campsite while we had lunch and a rest. The walk from Fohn Saddle to Fohn Lake was quite easy; up the ridge a little, then sidling under some bluffs and down to the lake. We camped on a gravel stream delta on the east side of the lake. Arrived at 4pm after 6 1/2 hours of tramping. One satisfying thing about our campsite was the total absence of sandflies!
Day Three: Got up early as this was the longest day, and the forecast was for rain. Left camp at 7:45 am. Dropped down onto the Olivine Plateau (which is only relatively flat) and travelled up until we reached Fiery Creek. Fiery Col is unusual - on half is composed of the usual grey rocks while the other half is composed of striking orange rock, with a very definite join in the middle. The climb up to Fiery Col [2nd Pass] was a steady (steepish) gradient. At the top we donned crampons to descend a short patch of snow. From there to the swampy Cow Saddle [3rd Pass] was just down hill over rocks and tussock. We felt a few spots of rain while at Cow Saddle, and the clouds looked ominous, so we carried on. We clambered down to Hidden Falls Creek which we followed on the true right. Crossed over and found a track leading to the campsite, which was a grass clearing in the trees. Dad, Angela, and I arrived after 10 1/2 hours; Mum, Penny, and James arrived after 11 hours; and Emily and Charles arrived after 12 hours! The rain set in for good at 9:15pm.
Day Four: Stayed in bed until after 9:00am because it was raining. Eventually packed up and left at 1pm. It stopped raining not long after we started. We managed to locate the track through the bush up to Park Pass [4th Pass], which at first was reasonably flat but soon became very steep. We were in the cloud for the last bit up the tussock and down the other side. This was our shortest day, as after only 4 hrs we reached the rock bivvy. It was a massive boulder with a smooth overhang on one side, and a rock wall surrounding the flat sleeping area.
Day Five: The four who slept in tents were frozen overnight, while the four who slept in the open were toasty and warm. There was a cold wind and a little bit of drizzle around. At 9:40am we headed off down the track, crossing a couple of freezing streams almost immediately. We climbed over a bushy knob before descending down to the Rock Burn river flats. The rest of the day was just across river flats and through undulating sections of bush. Reached the campsite at 1:30pm. We set up camp and then we kids (eventually) got a roaring fire going. The rest of the day was spent tending the fire and relaxing. Bed at 10:00pm
Day Six: Got up at 7am. Mum had ice on her gaiters. We resurrected the fire and huddled round it to warm up. On the march at 8:45am. More river flats before the ascension began – gradually at first, but steadily getting steeper. After a 450m climb we reached the boggy Sugarloaf Pass (5th pass) overlooking the mouth of the Dart River. Angela went exploring up a hill while I had lunch and waited for the others. Dad raced down to the Route Burn so he could catch the shuttle back to Glenorchy to pick up our car. Angela went with him and it took them only 47 minutes to descend 700 vertical meters in 4 kilometers with big packs on! The rest of us followed down the knee-jarring track at varying speeds. Eventually reached the Route Burn track (footpath!), and it was only a few minutes to the car park. I arrived at 3:15pm after 2 ½ hours of torturous descent. Dad arrived in the car just before I got back. Sadly, that was the end of our tramp.
Here is a map of the 5 Pass trip which our family did in January.
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