Here's another Trump thread...

I'd love to hear Chris Eubanks say that. In the meantime this will have to do.

Yeah, the British accent would go well there.

The good oil I started buying is from California.

It's not his accent, it's his lisp.

When I was a young man I naively believed that business would do the right thing, not for altruistic reasons, but to continue being successful. As I got older I saw that businesses started out doing the right thing, built their reputations and then betrayed that trust to the tune of huge profits. Now I see that clever advertising can make awful and even dangerous things seem highly desirable. It's a shame but we need the government watchdogs.

This isn't fancy. It's, like, Dial.

Sometime long ago and far away, my parents and a neighbor family were apparently quite convinced about Dial. Both of those men believed the hexachlorophene thing, and neither were dummies, some science backgrounds, but also connected, re the companies they worked for. I was nine or ten, so couldn't evaluate.

I just looked up hexachlorophene, and wiki says that stuff is true.

Me, I'm not a routine fan of antibacterials for routine use, as a sixties bacteriology major, who was warned the bacteria would adapt to overuse, but can see their use on occasion.


Probably not good to smoke it.

Ahhh....

all those phenol ring based compounds have seemed to be nothing but trouble.
That and the various nitrogen based ones with double and triple bonds.

We can create **** before we understnd its limitations.

People still naively argue about DDT

It's a funny video. He's doing the chart countdown. It's all about what happens when he gets to six.

true. I'm so old I remember my aunt's DDT sprayer, kept by the door to the side yard. I suppose it would be an antique by now.

My aunt had a Esso Flit gun, back when Flit contained 5% DDT

I suspect hers was 100%, but don't know the details. Maybe it was 5% too. I think the sprayer was at least partly painted green, and had plenty of rust.

When I was a kid, you saw things called 'fly papers' hung up in food stores, you know, the old fashioned kind with a meat slicer and cheese sold by weight off a block, and I see they used to contain arsenic! It's a wonder I'm still alive.

Yeh, me too, for many reasons. I remember fly papers in stores, sort of vaguely.
You and I have lived in different countries. In the US, some other states can be "different countries" too. I was mostly in big cities or less big cities, and we didn't have that many oldie type butcher shops around, though also not giant grocery stores yet back then.

Oddly, right now in west Albuqueque, New Mexico, we have, fairly nearby, an excellent butcher shop... with nary a fly to be seen. Hmm, also as I kid we never had air conditioning. Even since then I've never lived with it, but eventually had air conditioning at work in a big and sometimes very hot city, Los Angeles.
Never at home until now when I have something called a swamp cooler, which is sort of an intermediate step toward air conditioning. Those don't work all that well in humid places, but N.M. is quite dry.

My dad still has them.

Donald Tru ...... SQUIRREL!!!! With a comb over! He's eating a peanut!



Ask him if he's got any naked picture of his wife: