A video from 2017 showing a BLEVE – Boiling Liquid Expanding Vapor Explosion… in short, a gas tank on fire bursting. Not sure where, though I’d guess South America.
https://www.facebook.com/watch/?v=2533974840076547
Helpful advice for the day: “Maybe don’t stand so close.”
After the break there’s a Twitter video that claims to show someone die. I don’t now if that’s the case, but what it *does* show is someone behaving normally, then suddenly swatting at the air as if trying to swat away a bee, then the guy falls over and locks up like rigor mortis, followed by other people rushing in to “help.” The video is of course stripped of all context, so the video is all there is. In looking at the comments on the tweet, the great majority seem to believe that this is something supernatural, specifically revolving around Islamic mythology/superstition (the tweet poster being, apparently, Muslim, so those following him are likewise Muslim). But would something rather more mundane like a sudden epileptic seizure explain this odd behavior?
This looks like another example of decolonized engineering analysis:
#Cuernavaca Mayor and other officials during the reopening of a pedestrian bridge. #México pic.twitter.com/wcNe48vhCA
— David Wolf (@DavidWolf777) June 7, 2022
We all agree that young men who shoot up schools and grocery stores and such should be investigated and understood, with the goal of understanding what led them to do it. The important thing to learn would hopefully be how to spot the same sort of whacko *before* he goes bugnuts. Some things seem obvious, such as “as a kid he loves to torture cats.” Such a lil dickens should be put under one hell of a microscope, up to and including institutionalization. Another possible marker of a whacko mind? Writings of a particularly creepy and violent nature.
Take, for example, this:
That’s a brief little tale written and posted online waaaay back in 1988, in the earliest days of Ye Olde Internet. As a story, it’s not well written. As a warning sign, it’s got kinda flashing neon lights. One would hope that the author of such a thing *today* would draw the attention of The Authorities. You would hope that the actual author would have been kept far from the reigns of power.
I suppose the chances were good, but the commies finally got me. After starting to feel like garbage on Friday, I had one hell of an awful weekend and got to the drug store today to get the covid test today. Huzzah, positive.
Things are not so bad now, but Saturday was really something, with a fever high enough to make me loopy. The whole weekend was characterized by “inertia,” not just physical, but mental. It stripped me of anything resembling enthusiasm, initiative or creativity. I sat my ass in front of the computer all weekend to work on Book 3… and I plopped out a grand total of four sentences.
Things today are much less awful, though still awful. Temperature is all over the place, though no longer as high as Saturday. I’d like to think that the worst is passed… but who knows. So if I vanish… well, there ya go.
EDIT: I just noticed that I posted a surprising number of posts on Saturday.
I don’t remember any of them.
Huh.
At first it looks like anger. On closer examination, I think terror might be closer to the truth. Either would be appropriate… but the latter is more likely as that critter is faced with incomprehensible cosmic horror.
📷by Pavel Volkov pic.twitter.com/xVE7xuDJr3
— Ǝ˥ԀOƎԀ (@DailyLifePeople) May 31, 2022
Wow:
In short… the British government plans to implant 1,500 military age foreign men into a village with a total native population of 600. Men from cultures *very* different from English, with whole different ideas about just how wrong it is to sexually assault girls (and probably boys as well).
There is no good end to this story. And the people in charge fully know this… and they’re not just doing it anyway, they’re accelerating it.
Get off my lawn.
