THE BIG BOOK OF USEFUL WEEDS

 

Dani took these just hours after she was given her first real camera. These have been severely underpixelated for quick and cheap loading on your browser, of course. It shows a common house fly in the ever-tightening grip of a sundew plant. Just to have some photos on the photographic page…

Here the fly gets trapped by the sticky juices

There is no warm-blooded animal on the Greenpets farm that dislikes honey. There is no substance, no matter how distasteful, that cannot be fed to an animal, provided it has enough honey in it, on it or around it. A dollop of honey at the bottom of a drinking bowl is motivation enough for a dog to slurp trough the bitterest medicinal tea, for is the treasure under there not worth the bit of goo I have to lick out of the way? Of course it is, it is pure, raw, unadulterated non-irradiated food of the gods, and I’m gonna get me some.

An easy recipe for a passable skin cream

Collect Aloe Vera gel as described in the HERBAL. The amount of gel you collect determines the quantities that follow:

Half as much aqueous cream. Choose any brand you are comfortable with, we recommend you research some of the additives on the labels. Avoiding them is an exercise worthy of any holist, but everything comes at a price.

Water, distilled battery water is okay, also half as much as you have aloe gel.

Put all this into a liquefier that has been sterilised with a bleach solution. Let it run at top speed until everything turns into a stiff cream. Bottle in sterile container, use like any other cream.

March 2017, and it has been declared ‘ethical and legal’ to modify the DNA in a human “for the prevention of potentially fatal diseases”. In other words, you can, if you can afford it, order a custom-designed baby. My first reaction is to laugh at the Cape wine farmer breeding him a football star. It will start there for us plebs. The most interesting question I have to ask about that aspect of it is: If technology –and law- now allows a common businessman to clone himself a football star, how long has the ultra-rich been doing it, and how many clones of Hillary Clinton are there really?

Okay, that is just speculation supported by unquestionable public records, let us not go there, what I really want to know is this:

Are we going to breed Super Superior Sportsmen and Cannon fodder,

Or will they use it to make Football Fans and Federal Foot-soldiers?

Because we already have way too many of those.

Just sayin’…… And if they are Roundup-Ready, we can expect "organic" humans to be replaced within a few generations. Roundup is now so deep into the food chain, it is showing up in mothers' milk at levels far higher than those published as safe! So, we will die in pain, because the cancer medication has been proven a extremely efficient way to bankrupt record numbers of pensioners in recent years. So, first we spend all our money, plus credit, just to afford the poisoned food, then we spend all the credit we can scrounge on "health care", and in the end we die poor, in pain, and with nothing to leave the kids. If you had the money for one of those GMO kiddies, you would not understand how people cannot afford to look after themselves. Those are the ironies of today.

Dopeheads the world over are celebrating their victory over The Man; Cannabis is being decriminalised in more and more places, and in South Africa, the police have been told to leave ‘personal use’ growers be. The limits of this new freedom is sure to be tested in the next few growing seasons. From the GREENPETS viewpoint, the average grower has two serious considerations before starting that plantation:

  1. If it leaves your premises, you are dealing. If people pay to come visit you, you are dealing. If you extract any direct financial benefit from your plantation, you are likely to be treated by the law as a dealer. You do not want The Law to treat you as a dealer, trust us on this one.
  2. If you allow kids access to your cannabis at any time during the entire seed-plant-dope lifecycle, you are likely to have your ears nailed to your ass, and deservedly so. GREENPETS strictly discourages adventures in psychotropics before the age of twenty-one, we would raise the legal drinking age if only we could. For this discussion, we assume an age of 18 as the cut-off, but would really prefer 21.

On the other hand, you may join most armies at sixteen…  my grandma got married at thirteen, I believe. But seriously, ganja growers have a serious problem on their hands now...

“You must understand, this system (of wealth aggregation to a few individuals) was not for a month, or a year, it is for ever. Eventually all this money will be competed out, and that’s when it will benefit everyone…(shrugs) …or something like that.” Jaimi Dimon, CEO of JPMorganChase, the “world’s most successful banker”, explaining to Congress the principle of Trickle-Down Economics.

We shall not discuss trickle-down economics here, we have a complete separate category where we make fun of the fables we are forced to live by. The thing is supposed to work like this: The more money the millionaire has, the more he spends, and that is when each of us get our share of his fortune. So, your duty is make sure the millionaire gets as rich as possible, because his wealth will trickle down to you. This has absolutely nothing to do with this article, except this one thing: America is gaining millionaires every day. Not only those who get rich in America, but the rest of the world’s millionaires are flocking to America. According to trickle-down theory, Americans must surely be the most prosperous people on earth, getting richer every day, no?

Sally walks past the dented steel roller shutters splattered with bad graffiti and misspelled slang terms for genitalia. She never noticed those before, maybe because she was too busy at the time. On her way to the station, Sally likes to play at ‘Fivers’, where every participant is marked by a green halo around the 3P tag hovering over them, or red, if their avatar has been ‘stripped’.  Sally’s Public Persona Pseudonym is “sally594_tj”. Every time she sees a player with a cool PPP like ‘angstor’ or ‘wackophobe’ or even just ‘I1u2cme2’ she regrets allowing the AI server to auto-allocate her a 3P name. Some people prefer to display their MAC addresses instead, but Sally has always felt that it is rude to walk around with an unpronounceable name. Not that she cares right now.

1. Get yourself some sugar concentrate going.
2. Sterilise it. Keep it sterile from here on.
3. Add hops to taste. Other flavours maybe.
4. Cool raw beer down to 20
°C as quick as possible
5. Add yeast and close fermenter against infection
6. Wait a few days until all signs of life cease
7. Prepare for drinking by bottling or casking
8. Drink and enjoy a job well done
 

You want it to be more complex? Don't ask for trouble trying to make it complex, spend your energy and money on HYGIENE. Hygiene is your friend. Infections are your arch enemy. There are horrible things in the air we breathe, you certainly find out about them when you learn brewing! KEEP EVERYTHING CLEAN. This includes your equipment, your workspace, your tools and yourself. 

Of course there is some details to fill in above, for which I will provide cheap-to-load detailed articles. For now, here are the same steps in BREWERS' TERMINOLOGY:

Welcome to Greenpets. We are all about fresh, raw food, a healthy food chain, and fresh air. We are against over-processed over-transported overpriced plastic food, systemic poisons sold as everything from insecticide to baby formula, and the constant raping of the land by faceless corporations. To this end, we have simplified our healthcare regime into simple concepts: 

Natural Rearing: eat what you were built to digest, live where you have what you need  

Naturally Raw!: eat what you need, when you need it, as fresh and unadulterated as possible 

Natural Living: pursue your dreams, be free, and ask nobody to suffer need for your pleasure or profit 

Of course, we prescribe this for man, beast, plant, habitats, ecosystems, memes and deities. Even crystals have some form of life, we are very fortunate as a species to be clever enough to have figured that out.  

We will get going on this page soon, there are more urgent needs, from an engineering point of view. For now, I need an article to publish, so I will give you an idea what to expect from MINIMILLSM.

The guy that can grind one bag of maize an hour for the cost of one meal, will soon be more important to human survival than the plant producing ten tons an hour using Frankenfood maize. We will supply you that small mill.

The guy that can weld iron in the mountain will always make a living, the engineers with salaries have contracts to fulfil. How do you weld with no electricity or fancy gas equipment? MINIMILLSM knows some tricks of import.

While the going's good though, we have technology at our fingertips, from analysing electronic circuitry to printing 3-D plastic objects to turning and forging and casting and interesting designs for off-grid machinery.

Most importantly, for someone who also thinks the world can be improved by a bit of cleverness, we help designers and inventors to realise their dreams by building mock-ups and prototypes. Sometimes it turns out the idea stinks to high heaven, but the cost of trying it was negligible compared to the temptation of trying to go into production straight away. Bad results can sometimes be more educational and informative than insipid successes.

We also know some of the big fish, in case you need the services of a manufacturer. You wanna play with sharks, we know some whales too.

Keep an eye on this space, especially if you are a home brewer or you keep small animals. Our first product lines will carry us on to the next level forever.

 Uhm, uh, here’s the thing; what herbs work for what? The field of medicine is rather, uhm, factionist. Each faction believes itself to hold the ultimate truth, and some factions even go so far as to persecute anyone with a differing opinion. Much like those religions that seem to have developed in and around the Middle East, Jerusalem particularly. Fascism is part of life, so we shall not judge. The point is, whatever I tell you about the workings of any sort of medication, might be totally wrong, it will greatly differ from most major dogmas, and I can be prosecuted, for I am not one of the Anointed. Persecution, on the other hand, is not the badge of honour, or the ‘informal’ qualification that some people think it is. Some people are called out for their views, and because they have little or no backup, they shall always shout ‘Persecution, I am right and you fear me, now you try destroy my life’s work.’ That is bull, most of the time. It does happen, though, but not very often, the average peddler of miracle cures usually is a charlatan out to get your money. There are exceptions, not many. What's our miracle cure, then?

Treating skin wounds start by diagnosing the problem. For this reason, we may divide this article into subsections according to diagnoses, or causes, or skin symptoms of a vast variety. Instead we will divide our treatments into two types: Dry wounds and wet wounds. Dry wounds may be distinguished by the fact that they are not festering or oozing some goo. Bleeding from a fresh wound is considered as ‘dry’. Dry wounds are best kept clean and dry and well aired.

At Greenpets, we have been hating and anti-preaching corn syrup for ages. We knew not why, but we empirically understood one thing: whenever we try talk to diabetics and their families, they think honey is sugar. Also, and this is where we started suspecting medical fraud on grand scale, these people were deathly afraid of feeding their kids fruit, because “it’s got too much fructose, that’s bad for diabetics”. Now, forgive us for being stupid, but fructose is a simple sugar. The whole thing of diabetes is a problem of converting complex sugars into simple ones, certainly, eating fructose bypasses the problem? No, fructose is bad, the doctor said so, and we know. These are the same doctors who tell them type2 diabetes is inherited. We know, you learn eating crap from your parents. Then we saw the ingredient labels increasingly listing something called high-fructose corn syrup. High-fructose corn syrup? What that?

Climate change deniers have a popular meme to ridicule the Global Warming crowd. You know the one: Dude stands knee-deep in snow, and says something like “Global warming my @.s”

 The Warmers have only one defence: Ridicule the deniers for “hating science”. Neither of these factions are much represented in the scientific community, as neither of them seem to understand primary school science. This ignorance does not stop some people from declaring open war on any and all who disagree with whatever theory is currently being presented as “science”.

 “They made Golems to do their work?”
“They were not Golems, old one.”
“A new abomination, then? A new species corrupted to perpetrate evil and torture the land?”
“No sir, not a new species, they are

So you dial your buddy. As you get connected, your phone says: “Bleep-bleep-bleep. Purr-purr, purr-purr…” and so on until someone picks up. Now we all know what the purr-purr means, it is the guy’s phone ringing on the other side, but what about those three short beeps at the beginning? It is the sound of you being scammed by your cheap friend who thought he saves money by changing contracts, and can you believe it, he took his WoodenCom number over to MightyNet! Isn’t those guys just too kind and accommodating! If you believe that, you probably believe the polar bears are dying of hunger because the penguins fell off the melting icebergs and drowned.

At GREENPETS we have many success stories to tell about our experiences around animal health and well-being. For that we particularly thank Doctor Culpeper and the Gypsy Herbalist Juliette de Baiiracly-Levy. Both irreverent, witty and utterly dedicated to the first two principles of medicine:

FIRST, DO NO HARM

and

LET YOUR FOOD BE YOUR MEDICINE AND LET YOUR MEDICINE BE YOUR FOOD.

Let these be the thoughts foremost in your mind when judging our presentation of the facts as we understand them. We claim no infallibility, and we will try not to be nasty to other people's thoughts...

...BUT WE HAVE A BONE TO PICK WITH THE TOXINS BEING PUT INTO THE FOOD CHAIN...

WARNING: The information supplied here is for identification of common garden weeds. No-one should try replace or augment a doctor-prescribed medical course with a few helpings of herbs. There is no such thing as a dose of herbs. Only a qualified and experienced herbal doctor can prescribe you a dose of herbs, but those kind of doctors are very scarce in any country where Privatised health care is a thing. For the rest of us, with an interest in keeping healthy without being poisoned, herbalism is a lifestyle. Either you take medication for every ache and pain, or you denounce your role as experimental chemistry set, and try Natural Living, which is nothing more than to take responsibility for what you put into your mouth, nose and skin.

LET YOUR FOOD BE YOUR MEDICINE, AND YOUR MEDICINE BE YOUR FOOD


These are the plants we grow and use. The list is far from complete, but it contains only plants we grow, and use, and can vouch for. Some may strike you as familiar, many of them you may call weeds. Some are just useful for existing, like the sisal swordballs we plant along the fences to keep large animals off the yard. They feed the bees, supply nesting stumps for birds and you can make rope too. If that is not a useful herb, then at least call it medicine for peace of mind. I sleep better knowing no-one will get over my fence without crying out in pain.

We will keep adding to this collection of herbs. The photos are all from our own plants grown in our own garden. Some things we do not have photos of yet, like potatos. Yes, there is a good picture of a potato plant, but i did not take photos of the ones i planted, so i have to wait for harvest to upload an honest photo. For now, I drew you one just to have something there. Yes, yes, i could open a bag and photograph an onion, but that would not be a GREENPETS onion. Whatever we have in the Herbal, we can give you, even if we have to propagate for you especially. We have managed to aclimatise a number of exotics to the dry coldness of our area, an alternative to pampered potted pansies. GREENPETS, not greehouse. Greenhouses are the criminal penitentiaries of the plant world, free the weed!

Below is a long list of icons, with names and quick ideas of how to use it. The details are in the article you will find by opening the herb's particular read-more. We are also building an identification application to make it easier for you to identify plants you have. Sometimes the difference between a useful medicine and a useful poison is a few hairs under a seed pod. We will not even attempt doing fungi yet, the dangers of missing information are just too high.

For now, the pictures will help with identification, the paperwork is in the...uh...post?  Now read on, fellow traveller on the road to pharmaceutical ignorance, soon you too will look blank when people start swopping pain tablets in the office. Now go drink some clean water, that headache will diminish soon. or have you been eating junk again?

So, roundabout winter solstice, and I'm using the dry weather to lift my entire roof, to replace the rotten purlins. Winter on the Highveld does not make for comfortable picnicking on a tin roof, so phonecalls are not exactly appreciated. It's the wife, she must have urgent news. She has; there will be an eclipse today, can I please grab her camera and take some pics?  Yeah, right, that fancy toy of yours? But a  man has to try. I know how digital cameras work, technically, but I've never used a professional camera before. Better be safe, then. This is what I came up with:

8 March 2018, and the radio announcer tells me to clean out all processed meat and chicken products from my fridge, and return it to my nearest supermarket for a full, no-proof-needed refund. My first reaction was to wonder how much this will cost me in fraudulent tax subsidy claims. I also spent a moment smiling sarcastically at the wide geographic distribution of the processing plants fingered as being infected with Listeriosis bacteria. Granted, I never heard of this bacterium before, but something seems odd, almost like industrial sabotage, until you see the really big names involved: Enterprise and Rainbow, grand old dames of South African processed meats. I have since been informed smaller guys are also implicated. This suddenly makes the story conform to Protocol, let me pontificate:

Listeriosis is a bacterium, the chances that it  suddenly erupts over a wide geographical area leads one to suspect one of two things are happening: A specialist bacterium is being spread by some vector that has wide but specific distribution in a short time span. This may or may not be deliberate; the first assumption is that all facilities used the same contaminated ingredient. Because tests conducted over a wide area show contamination on various sites, it could also be that this bacterium is actually quite common, and could be found anywhere if you look hard enough. Both these scenarios require an underlying disinformation campaign, requiring not only that I take part in refunding millions of polony loafs even though I preach against that rubbish every day, but it also requires that we punish the perpetrating producers severely.

I am all for making every CEO of every sausage factory eat his own drek, but I am not in favour of closing businesses down on fabricated evidence, the way our chicken farms are being destroyed by the myth of bird flu. Remember that the Paranoid Goy is not a conspiracy theorist, this is not some faceless ‘Them’ knifing us in the back. This whole Listeriosis thing fits in perfectly well with the globalist agenda, it is not a conspiracy, it is just good business. South Africa has a long and proud agricultural heritage. To a Zulu, a cow is his hedge fund, a Xhosa can make sorghum grow on the moon, the very name ‘Boer’ is derived from the pride in farming well. The ‘Thems’ are trying their best to revive the old tribal and territorial wars, very often using the ownership of farming land as a political football. One would think that, in a modern world where Capitalism won the Cold War, that property ownership has to reign supreme, and it does, but here it gets weird:

The current debate over land ownership has nothing to do with racism, racism is merely the easiest tool a scoundrel can pick up anywhere. The land taken from ‘white supremacists’ will not be given to the poor and downtrodden emerging black farmers, it will be given to the Mines. Right outside my door, I look across the road at the most beautiful stretch of grazing you could imagine. Easier to imagine is ploughing (or not) that beautiful piece of farm and plant food. Sometimes, you can see a beautiful herd of cattle, gorgeous indigenous Nguni cattle, grazing lazily. Lately, this causes the owner to come rushing with a load of help to get them off the mine’s land, before the security guards go Vietnam on their hides again. Millions of hectares of perfectly arable land in South Africa is left vacant, because the mines refuse above-ground access to land with one far-off entrance to a perfectly secure mine two miles underneath. It’s not like the sheep will chew yer bleeding gold! But here lies the clue to the recent Listeriosis ‘outbreak’: they are clearing the land!

You see, dear reader, the Global Village is a wonderful place, where everyone lives happy and secure. In the Global Village, there is place for only one factory, one farm, one beauty parlour, one school, one Church, one God. As we all know, the factory is in China. The chocolates and fashion means nothing if it is not from Paris or London, Brussels or Poopaloopischtaden in Europe, the mines are in Africa, Australia and South America. The Farm is in North America. All your food shall be grown in America, your devices are made in China, we Africans will become miners or dance half naked for the tourists. At least our children will not die of hunger without their own farms, oh no, the masters of our new Global Village has long ago decided they want less than one billion people on earth. The ‘richest man on earth’ is going around saving the poor with ‘free’ vaccines, but he wants no more than 300 million people on earth. 300 million is less than 5% current population, he wants to kill off 7 Billion, SEVEN BILLION of us so he can feel secure and happy in the Global Village. His farm is in America, and  our chickens all have The Flu, and our factories are dangerously infected.

In my innermost paranoid heart, the least I suspect about this ‘epidemic’? Most of our meat already comes from America, after our wonderful government signed TTP, so did these guys import the same ‘mechanically separated meat’ from America? Just a wild guess, because all other scenarios tell me the whole thing is a lie to destroy our farms and factories as outlined in the text above. As a holist practitioner of autotherapeutics or something, I must also wonder: I have seen the reaction some people show the first time they overdose on MSG, is this not maybe an allergic reaction to substances the Americans consider edible, but has been banned or limited around here? The Great Pooping seems a clue…

Update 13 March 2018

As speculated above, it seems the polony casings were infected. Marks for the ‘single source’ theory. Does this explain anything? Nothing! How do you infect a long roll of plastic so badly? An entire batch of plastic wrapper, even? Listeriosis in a plastics factory? And where is this factory? Tiger milling (a monopoly player) has seen its share price drop, although it has been doing so for a while. They are a virtual monopoly, with interlocked shareholding in our entire food chain, so I expected them to become the chief importers from Farm USA, is this the first shot in a trade war? Watch this weird space to find out who the players will turn out to be. So far, apparently, they have killed 180 civilians.

Update 2020

Yawn. Being right is becoming so boring. PepsiCo now owns our food industry. That is part of the Monsatan group, I mean Bayer. The ones with Roundup and GMO's. The ones whose "Chief Evangelist" is Bill Gates. This is so dispiriting to me as a patriot, I cannot even gargle up some sarcastic commentary...

You cannot deny the urge, the urge that brings even Superman to his knees. Then, you sit down, and nothing happens. Some people have real difficulty getting going, and worst of it all is, the harder it gets, the harder it becomes, until you feel like stuffed death. If it gets real bad, your breath can start smelling real shitty, but mostly constipation leads to discomfort, then nausea, then toxic overdose and progressive disaster and flatulence. Pooping is not just for any a-hole, and modern life is making it harder.

During his election campaign, Donald Trump promised to overturn ‘ObamaCare’ within his first ten days of tenure. Not only did his eventual action take much longer, it is, by all accounts, no different for the poor folk. America’s health care system is notoriously unhelpful, while being the most expensive in the world. True, they have some of the best machines and techniques, but only if you can afford it. It is in the nature of Globalist economics that less people can afford enough food every day. The American health care system has been replaced by health insurance services supplied by investor-driven banking corporations. The biggest investor, JP Morgan, has recently gathered some notables to explain the dangers inherent in the new gene therapy technology emerging, with single-shot cures for a almost any disease you can think of. The meeting was called to point out the negative effect that effective treatments would have on the continued growth of profits in the pharmaceutical and health care industries. Disease makes a lot of money, and curing disease would be disastrous to the economy, so I guess we are stuck with expensive quackery for a while longer…

 Jenny looks at the orderly line of vibrating Styrofoam balls hovering just out of reach. She can see Jones from the corner of her eye, fervently adjusting parameters on his keyboard. The balls respond by changing formation, a bit like those acrobatic airplanes, only there are at least twenty, sometimes more balls flying in perfect synchronicity. Occasionally a number of balls would drop out of formation for no apparent reason, only for more balls to arise from the table, resulting in a different pattern to materialize as if out of nothing. These pattern changes could be subtle, almost indiscernible from the previous, or dramatically different. Jones keeps telling her something about sound waves, standing still in some locust or was that low keys but anyway there the balls all fall down and Jones is looking at her with a grin that says "was I a good dog ?"

“They say the Vedic Indians used this to move huge stone slabs to build their monumental temples and things.”

Every living cell contains at the very least a single strand of genetic coding consisting of a long, complex string of molecules called Nucleic Acids, for they form the Nucleus of the living cell. Cover this in a lump of protein jelly, and you have a Virus. The term ‘virus’ is not equal to ‘disease’, the same way as ‘mammal’ incudes, but does is not confined to ‘predator’ or ‘cow’. Also, ‘acid’ pertains to  any substance with surplus positively charged hydrogen atoms (H+)available. A virus is almost not even alive, and needs living cells to reproduce.

The next level of complexity in a cell, is a slightly more complex collection of nucleic acids, arranged in the general shape of a long ribbon. This Ribbon of Nucleic Acid (RNA) is encased in a fatty membrane, rather than just a lump of protein jelly. We can call this a bacterium, or, inside a more complex cell, this simple RNA-driven cell can be found as Mitochondria. These are very interesting cells, but there in one more level of complexity for us to consider:

There are those, usually the atheist-science type, that likes to make fun of sacred stuff. A favourite object of their ridicule, is the so-called barbaric cannibalism of the holy communion. Of course, as is the wont of scientists in possession of eternal Truth, mocking other peoples’ truths is a blatant display of ignorance. On the other hand, they also supply us with entertaining nonsense like dark matter, dark energy and Artificial Intelligence, capital letters, please. But they are just stupid little atheist devils with no scientific understanding. Let's educate them a bit in the wonders of creation, why don't we?

As is usual on this site, we draw you in with a promise of Good News, and end up preaching backwoods science. In particular, we are going to talk some basic genetics. What we need to understand is the link between love, instinct and a coherent society. That link is called ‘Mitochondria’. That is Greek or sumpfink for ‘tiny needles’. Not to get complicated, imagine tiny little bugs living inside each of the gazillions of cells that make up your body. They are very small, and they  have only RNA, instead of DNA. That is a single strand of genetic material instead of a double strand.

While every cell in your body (should) carry the exact same DNA, the RNA changes as the needs and duties of that particular cell changes. Whatever the kind of cell you have in your body, they all need mitochondria to operate, but each type works slightly differently, because the mitochondria in there express the genetic code differently. The ones in your heart cells can produce well over 600 different proteins!

Call them worms, they are sort of needle-shaped, most of them. These bugs are really, really primitive, somewhere around the level of amoebae. These things can do only two things: Eat, and poop. When you eat, it is to feed these little wormies, and in turn, these wormies poop out the proteins and enzymes and stuff that makes that thing you call a body, work. But there’s a trick to that poop!

These mitochondria hang out real close to the core of the living cell, close enough for an electro-chemical information exchange. We do not understand precisely how yet, but the mitochondria can “read” the genetic sequence of the amino acid chain, bit by bit, so to speak. This sequencing causes the worm’s poop-string to bend, in predetermined and demonstrable ways, so that the resulting polypeptide has the general shape of a long string scrunched up in a little wad. The particular shape and sequence of that pooped-out polypeptide will determine the exact nature of that particular building block of life. Will it make muscle? Metabolise sugar? Become snot to catch poisonous fungi spores before they grow in my lungs? Just migrate to the next generation of cells, to metabolise for a new, just-differentiated stem cell?

The DNA sequence will code for the correct stuff when the correct worm ’tastes’ it. You have a ‘genetic condition’ or congenital disease when you either do not have the correct worms in your cells, or because, rarely, the sequencing of your DNA gives the worms nonsense to read. The latest in medical advancements is where they inject you with bacteria that will do the metabolic job your own mitochondria does not code for. It is an almost instant cure for many, many diseases, but because it threatens the well-being of the health care industry, the treatment is by appointment only, hundred thousand dollars a shot. Literally, a hundred grand for one single shot. Virtually instant health, at a hundred big ones per injection. The marvel of sciencery. But back to the story:

There exists a small wasp that preys on spiders by laying an egg on the hairs of the spider’s back. The larva will eat into the spider slowly, with gory but nutritious results. The egg, however, is extremely small, too small, in fact, to contain mitochondria. If you hatch the egg in a laboratory, the wasp is perfect in every single way, except one: The wasp will not hunt spiders. It knows nothing of spiders, it does not care about them. Should you, however, add to the egg the original microscopic turd the mother left on the egg, all the mitochondria are present, and the baby will hunt the correct type of spider with no coaching needed. All your instincts were inherited from your mom, at best your dad can teach you manners.

This is why a mother knows when her child is in trouble; she implanted in her child a complete set of cellular transceivers. This is why friends finish each others’ sentences, they break bread and touch hands and breathe each other’s shed skin cells. This is why lovers yearn, they exchange mitochondria through the most sensitive moist membranes with direct pleasurable rewards. It is the mitochondria we infect each other with, communicating over time and space!

Much is being said these days about the disastrous results we got from the obsession to “eradicate all known germs” with ever-more colourful chemical concoctions. Some people are even suggesting we allow our children to play in the mud! Remember how Adam was made with mud? Clay, even better, (asterix footnote citation). Point is, the soil is the greatest source of bacteria in our lives. Bacteria are just like every other species: eat or get eaten, and the fittest inherit the land.

By ingesting the soil, you inherit mitochondria living in the soil bacteria. You are now equipped to fight off just about any bacteria emanating from that land, because you have eaten and metabolised and inherited the power of the strongest bacteria, the ones dominating the land. This is how the child is tied to his motherland, because he carries with him, forever, the metabolic signature of that land. Provided you allowed him to eat the soil. Soil. Not poison-sprayed, fertiliser-drenched lawn substrate, but clean, pure soil. The lesson here is that mitochondria are extremely important, and you can add to your bacterial population.

You can also subtract from your mitochondrial population, or cripple them, kill them: Get addicted to any of a variety of pharmaceutical drugs. Eat copious amounts of MSG, artificial sweeteners or preservatives like nitrate salts. Hang around cell phone towers, engine exhausts or fracking wells.  You can develop all sorts of syndromes just by living near a guy that sprays Roundup. Why not confuse your mitochondria into producing dead or pathogenic peptides by eating trans-fats, GMOs or tiny little microscopic pieces of plastic that have become as prevalent as bacteria. Or  just sniff some of that ‘air freshener’ from the beautiful tin that promises “Spring Pine Forest” or somesuch, that stuff really gets into the cells, wrestle those darn internal parasites to a standstill, why not? Or just ask your doctor if he wants to earn commission on a prescription for some antibiotics.

But we are not here to discuss all the many and wonderfully expensive ways you can poison your own metabolism, we are gather together here today, dear friends, to share in the Holy Communion, the body and blood of the sacrament. Remember that little wasp, and the little pile of poop on her egg? The baby eating the soil? The lovers kissing? How do you make lovers of an entire church full of people, a town, a country? This is the secret of the Holy Communal Meal:

First, the priest breaks the bread, and he offers each supplicant one small bite-sized piece, delivered by hand. By all of us eating the bread that the priest touched, we all share in the RNA of the priest, he who must lead the flock.  We are already closer to each other because in our flesh the microbes of the priest yearn for communion with similar microbes in every member of the congregation. Then comes the flagon of wine, each taking but a small sip, just touching the communal cup, and so we share each other with each other. The blood is much stronger than the flesh alone, together they form the rock upon which the church is built. With the flesh (bread) we build a congregation, with the blood (wine) we build a community.

On larger scale, we have the county fair type thing, annual or seasonal congregations from a wide geographic area, usually limited by the Land and the mitochondrial soul of that land. Is there any part of the fair more important than the fare? We eat and drink until we are sick and throw up on the roundabout. Every second stall has something sweeter, greasier, meatier than all the others combined, and we try a lot of them, every exotic dish from some strange outpost of our little realm, bringing my heart and yours closer over all those miles. Because your mitochondria got into all the food you touched and then fed me.

This is why a mother knows when her child is in trouble; she implanted in her child a complete set of cellular transceivers. This is why friends finish each others’ sentences, they break bread and touch hands and breathe each other’s shed skin cells. This is why lovers yearn, they exchange mitochondria through the most sensitive moist membranes with direct pleasure rewards.

This is why the effort to isolate us from our congregation by using scary virus stories and armed policemen does not only threaten our common freedoms, our freedom to associate, gather and work, it threatens the very fabric of our society by refusing us the coherency benefits of holy communion. Whether that be a church service, bar or wedding, where people get together, they grow together. By keeping us apart, you are breaking us apart.

It is a global pandemic, they say. We must all stand together, they say.

Its a globalist pandemic, I say. Globalists hate all forms of civic unity.

Patriotism is barbaric they say. Social distancing, self isolation, hide and die alone, they say.

The end of patriotism came, not with the bang of war, but with the whimper of a ventilator. And on the far horizon appears our saviour, Bill Gates, mandatory vaccinations raised high against the rising sun…

 

Sparging is an art. For all the hype about imported grains, your sparging technique is what will extract the needed maltose solution from your grains. This is probably the second-hardest part of brewing, extracting the maximum sugars from the grain, without ending up with barley soup. Every brewer does it differently, with different equipment. The cheapest sparger you can build yourself, is a cooler box at least three times as big as the volume of grain after grinding. A sieve arrangement of some sort at the bottom, and of course some sort of valve. This can be a stainless-steel dairy-type ball valve with complete dismantling capabilities, or a hosepipe fitting (sterile) and a meter of hosepipe (STERILE) that you can lift above the liquid level inside the sparger…simple tap, costs almost nothing, easy to STERILISE. 

 

Your duty is now to warm water to 64 degrees Celsius. This is very important, and will seriously influence your ability to extract sugars. It will be necessary to measure the temperature of the mash constantly and keep circulating and heating your sparging water to obtain 64degrees in the mash. This is best done in a cooler box as it keeps the mash at temperature. Once you are certain your mash has reached 64°C, close the lid and leave for an hour. Rinse out the sparge liquor into a stainless steel pot.  You should now have a large pot of very sweet liquor. Take a long narrow glass or beaker, and cool some wort down to 20 degrees, check it with the hygrometer. It should bob high, much higher than the section marked as BEER START on the hygrometer scale. This first sparge is the best, but a lot more sugar can be rinsed from your mash Heat back up, without burning or boiling over, to 68 degrees, pour back onto mash. From here on it is your choice how hot you will take the sparge, but NEVER BEYOND 74 DEGREES. We do a leisurely three to four hours to complete our sparge. The entire sparging process revolves around ENZYMES. They are activated at 64 degrees, and die at 74 degrees. At every temperature in-between they act and react a bit differently, and by heating the mash in steps, a greater variety of sugars may be extracted.

 

 

 

I tell you now about a reviled weed, infesting the lawns of the respectable garden-proud gardener who deserves respect for his lawn in his garden. Phooie, I tell you! I am here to extoll the virtues of a flower so wonderful, so magical, so magnificent and glorious, it survives despite the best efforts of the murderous chemical-strewing lawn-slavers of the garden elite. I tell you about Taraxacum Officionale. I tell you about the weed of the Lion's Teeth, I present to your mind's eye, (oh, sorry, there's a picture over there), the mighty, the great, the uncontested medicinal weed...

 GREENPETS was built around the concept of Natural Rearing.  A crisis in 1998 upset us enough to start researching cancer in dogs. Of all the thousands of documents we have studied, two people stand out for us:

Doctor Nicholas Culpepper: physician-astronomer in the 1600’s. Apparently it is now only good for studying historical literature and a giggle. 

Juliette de Baiiracly-Levy: 20th century gypsy frontierswoman. She travelled the world teaching and learning herb lore, and she kept good records, written in an easy style.  

FIRST, DO NO HARM

That’s it. Not, “number one; do no harm”. It is not “1a, 1.0.0) Do no harm”. FIRST, do not harm. Good living starts with not poisoning anything. 

YOU ARE WHAT YOU EAT

Are you junk? We certainly think not, life is precious wherever it is found. Besides, junk food breaks rule one already; it contains a cocktail of poisons just to make it look fresh. 

LET YOUR FOOD BE YOUR MEDICINE, LET YOUR MEDICINE BE YOU FOOD

sums it all up neatly, don’t you agree. 

We immediately started feeding our pack of dogs a raw diet, supplemented with the occasional vegetable-and-oil porridge. Within a month, we not only did the same for our cats, we started following our own advice.

 We have Reptilian Brains, Monkey Brains and Human Brains. All in one skull. We are so evolved, apparently we don’t need our insect brains. At least they are starting to discuss the fungal brain. Even the direct connection between the guts and the psyche is becoming clear, but so far our insect self is relegated to the level of chemical processes or at most hormonal discharges. This cultured and calculated bit of public ignorance has been weaponised, and we are falling over ourselves to pull those triggers...

 

Glyphosate has been proven statistically safe in multiple studies. For this argument, it matters not who paid for those studies, who hid unflattering data, who destroyed evidence of toxicity… nothing of that really matters, because it is the carrot we donkeys are watching, while the wagonload of troubles is busy catching up with us on the downhill. We might as well stop the glyphosate argument, and start looking at what is hidden behind this fake controversy. Glyphosate is an active ingredient in Roundup; it is actively distracting us from the false labelling practices. 

I am not going to research specific legislation for this, I am deducing from the public evidence the construct of this farce:

Cold sores are better prevented than cured. Never kiss anyone showing cold sores, do not con other people to kiss you while your infection is flaring up.

Cold sores are actually lesions caused by herpes viruses. Sometimes, when your immune system is under stress, a virus may overcome your defences and cause an area of soft tissue to become inflamed. Left to grow, it will eventually burst to the surface as a roundish, flat, wet, oozing wound. This sore may be an ugly reddish purple blotch just outside your mouth, or it might open inside your mouth, a swollen sensitive burning bump that keeps getting in the way of your teeth. This is usually how you discover the darn thing; biting your own inner lip to shreds.

Your first duty, as with all injuries, is to clean up the site. The outside is simple enough: you wash your entire face, because the fluids coming off that sore has a habit of infecting more places. Now seal up the wound with Sourfig, as follows:

Break a finger off the sourfig plant, lightly squeeze the torn end to produce some free juice, then lightly dab the sore with the juicy end, ONCE. Carefully nip off the open end of the leaf, because it is infected. Squeeze again for juice, dab once on the sore, covering more of the wound, nip off the leaf. Repeat this until the entire wound, and at least half a centimetre around it, is covered in a thick layer of juice. This will quickly harden into a clear, invisible skin that is not only disinfectant, but will keep all sorts of dirt off the wound, preventing scars.

Blisters inside the mouth are somewhat more difficult. First, do your best not to bite the sore continuously. Secondly, keep your mouth clean of al sugars and starch, that is what fungus eat and thrive on. The good news is that your body replaces the inner lining of your mouth extremely quickly, so scrub that thing clean, then keep your mouth clean, and the saliva should eat that blister away within a day, two at most. Of course, eating right, with proper nutrition, and lots of fresh fruit and greens to scrub the mouth is important.

Once the wound is clean and dry, you next step is to recharge your immune system. You will know your immunity has increased when the cold sore starts clearing up. The more you do to restore your health and wellness, the quicker the ugly thing will disappear. Wellness is about eating right, drinking plenty clean water, productive exercise, such as fetching on foot what you usually start the car for, or weeding the garden yourself, or just fixing the kid’s bike. Being productive is good for the human soul, and wellness includes happiness. Cold sores are as likely to appear in times of emotional stress as in times of physical weakness. Once again; wellness is about eating, drinking and working clean. What you eat, your state of electrolytic mobility (hydration) and your activities have immediate and provable effects upon your brain, hormones and psyche, while the condition of your psyche has no other manifestation than your physical body and what you accomplish with it. We are what we eat…

 

Super Foods and Super Profits and Super Gullibility and Super-Just-Eat-Properlies…and now vitamins help Scizophrenia.

Which is your favourite Super-food? Some exotic berry from Watapaloosa, some rare grass from Groyndjingfjort? Maybe that new sweet-potato from just west of GMO Gully? At GREENPETS, we grow just regular stuff. Super foods must be for super people, and we are just ordinary home-grown organic plebs. No GMO in these veins, or beds, orchards and fields. We eat food, normal food, and we try to avoid preservatives and over-processed gunk. Super Foods? Super profits on hyped-up marketing claims. Super foods fall into the same category as cancer cures; it fails miserably to solve the manufactured problem as advertised. The nutritional crisis of the world is not going to be solved by ever-more exotic  supplements at ever-increasing prices.

There is one Super-food; a Balanced Diet. A balanced diet of fresh food. The latest wonder-supplement will treat your psychosis: taurine! Just the other day we decided it is not such a bright idea to use taurine as supplement, for those who thought it a good idea to start with. Taurine is an amino acid. Amino acids build genes, genes build RNA and DNA, which builds proteins, which builds organisms…there is a lot of taurine in the average living organism. Just saying…

The same argument holds for vitamins and minerals, I guess. The nutritional hurdle is death. Once the organism dies, taurine is just an amino acid. When the amino acid partakes in the ordered existence of a conscious being, such as any living cell, it is not a static ‘thing’ hanging somewhere in space and time. It is a very complex chemical-spatial arrangement with some motility. This image must be repeated a billion times to get an idea of one small section of a cell. The moment you take that enzyme from its living environment, it ceases to be an enzyme, it becomes a static arrangements of molecules, an arrangement of a type labelled ‘amino acids’ for recording purposes.

Some foods are indeed ‘richer’ in this vitamin or that, this trace mineral or that, but if you line up all your so-called superfoods, one for every mineral you think you need, you may find there is much more than you can eat. If you had to run after every ‘super’ food, you would never stop eating. In the end, a regular, balanced selection of fruits, vegetables and greens, in season, should do you well. A little meat is nice, but the fat is actually what you need. Meat is ‘rich’ in protein, but so are many legumes, nuts and grains. Amino acids, as discussed above, are best obtained from live organisms, putting you at the mercy of greens. A leaf can stay alive for days after being picked; the average reaction to taking a bite out of a live cow involves the Law. Just saying…

So, instead of telling me about super-foods, hyper-additives and wonder supplements, rather tell me where the nearest farm co-op or fresh vegetable market is. Oh, on the other side of my province? Actually the adjacent two provinces’ markets are closer to me. I could go to my local veggie shop, for some mass-produced, nutritionally worthless dead matter that could either be the stuff the supermarkets did not want, or the leftovers flown in from that big farm in the desert. It certainly is limp and tasteless, which is why we started growing our own. Farming is not really in our blood, it is hard work and steep learning curves, most literature is aimed at producing tons of the watery stuff described above. It is about disastrous crop infestations and crippling flock infections, organic farming is, especially if you know nothing to start with.

We are fully aware that farming in the kitchen is a nonsense idea. There are still a few people around who can actually farm, and we better get them to teach us, for they are getting old, very old. Factory farming in faraway places is not going to feed us. They will stuff us with dead proteins and rendered fats and refined sugars until we are bloated and cancer-ridden and they will not stop until we have spent our last red cent on medical help that is designed to serve a product to clients. If we are what we eat, then these days, we are genetically modified, vitamin-enriched, roundup-ready chemistry sets living off dead organic matter imported all the way from the Big Farm at great cost. Expensive, zombies, that’s what we are…or rather, zombies with ever-more expensive tastes in dead food.

Nary has a month gone by lately, or the medical fraternity has not come up with a new, more wondrous “medical breakthrough” than the last. August 2019 saw the public exposure of an evil attempt at playing God, when it was revealed that some lab is growing human-monkey chimeras as a possible source of human organs for the transplant trade. Frankly, it is a step forward from legalising the abortion of babies until well after birth, so their organs can be harvested for the trade in human parts. It sure beats those vultures descending upon your carcass while it is still warm and, as documented numerous times, technically alive.

…and this was not even the most “interesting scientific advancement” of the week, no, some gang of broken minds somewhere has been busy for a while now solving, or at least postponing, a dreaded condition that is attacking women all over the globe.

 

Once you have extracted enough malt sugars, you need to boil it off. This is important for two reasons: STERILISATION is foremost. The second reason is to achieve PROTIEN BREAK. This is what makes beer different from, say, fermented barley soup. The two most basic tricks to make your boil successful, is NEVER LET IT BOIL OVER, and if you put a lid on it, IT WILL BOIL OVER.

 

 

 

 You will know when your liquor has finished boiling, by the fluffy algae-looking stuff floating in your precious beer. There are many ways to rid yourself of this gunk, but the most efficient seems to be the CYCLONE. I did not know about the CYCLONE until my bro’ Dirk showed me. Technology is a marvellous thing, especially when it is free. Once the liquor has stopped bubbling, you stir the pot, hard, like a cup of tea with too much sugar, you get that wort whirling, creating a fast circulating cyclone, and then you slip the spoon out. Put back the lid, and start getting your cooling stuff ready. Once you have yourself organised for cooling the wort, open the lid, and amaze yourself with the sight of all those oogly googlies that floated in your beer, all lying clumped up and easy to avoid, or to remove first, a heap of fluff in the centre of the pot’s bottom.

 I know this guy from Malawi. His dad passed away recently, leaving Kelvin as the tribal chief. Kelvin has control over an entire municipal district, he’s a major landowner with cattle and goats and cultivated fields. He works as a gardener in Johannesburg. We spent many an hour working side by side in the sun, listening to each other’s’ life stories. What I always wanted to know from Kelvin was: So what on earth are you doing here? The answer was always the same: “We are hungry”. The answer did not satisfy me, but that was what I always got. One day, I changed my tactic; I asked the question African way: 

Ah, mister Snopes dot com.  Obviously a team effort, no man has time to think up that much counterpropaganda. I wonder what came first; a credulous boy called Snopes, who then sold his skill off, or was he created by the people using him. What do we call the people who run Snopes? Establishment? That sounds so clichéd and unsophisticated. These are, after all, serious people who employ serious science to defend the consensus and ridicule the aberrant. By that I mean Snopes deals in Truth, Montessori Truth, and that has to be defended against all attempts at suggesting any alternative truth. At GREENPETS, we really dislike the kind of truth that is voted into existence, and because our ego knows few bounds, we feel free to insult two of our direct competitors in the fields of 'Natural Medicine', whatever that is, and 'News', otherwise known as public bulldusting...

Athlete’s Foot is a terrible disfigurement and disgusting pestilence. There are many creams available, some more expensive than others, many of them actually work. The sad part, as always with industrial medicaments, is that the ‘better’ it works, the more likely something in there is not good for the body as a live ecosystem, a holistic whole. Anti-fungal medications are, by definition, deadly to fungi. The fungus family is well represented in the body, irreplaceably intertwined with the collective consciousness that forms the corpus humanus. The indiscriminate killing of fungi in the human body is never a good idea, and may lead to mental aberrations later on, like recurring feelings that life would be better if some young man kicks a ball at some target during some weekly ritual or another.

Luckily, the body comes with its own cure for athlete’s foot: a sulphurous concoction of uric acid and water. The easiest, safest, some say quickest (except for the very most ‘better’ expensive creams) way to treat athlete’s foot is as follows:

In the morning, before you do anything else, you usually have a pee, right? No? Then you are severely dehydrated, probably sniffle a lot, suffer terrible headaches, and you probably feel tired all the time while never getting to fall asleep properly. Drink some fresh water before you go to bed, keep some at your bedside, and have a good swig as you wake up. That should change many things for the better, and allow you to treat your fungal infection which probably found you an easy target, being all sickly and un-energised through lack of water. Anyway, your first task of the day is to get your fresh urine onto your infected feet. In the shower it is easy to pretend you are not being disgusting by standing inside the waterfall while treating your foot just outside the curtain of falling water. Once your bladder is empty, wait a while for your foot to dry before you pull it under the water to wash.

Another, slightly more or less disgusting method, is to pee in a container, then soak your infection while it is still fresh. Use a flat pan large enough to fit your foot/feets, pour the pee over, let it soak for a minute, go wash your foot. NEVER WASH BODILY FLUIDS WITH HOT WATER! Cold water will rinse just about anything your body can produce. Just use cold water to rinse your feet after treatment, promise, it leaves no stains, smells or sensations, but it will clear even bad infections within a week or two. After washing your foot, cover the sores with Sourfig and let dry before putting on proper clean cotton socks and dry shoes. Avoid all moisture build-up on your feet, and foot-powder is a good investment if you are going to insist sharing wet bathroom floors with strangers…

Walking barefoot is always better than tying your feet up in nylon, plastic and suchlike airtight coffins that allows no breathing for you skin. Also, your friends with bare feet are not likely to infect you with foot-eating fungi under the pretence of sportsmanship.

Good luck, hope you are not too disgusted. Promise it works, though, and here’s a little aside: the younger the person donating the urine, the better it works. The urine of pre-pubescent boys are considered most desirable, while the first morning pee of a baby boy is commonly applied to sties and eye infections. The spittle of virgin girls is another health aid in this class, but that we will keep for some other day.

 

Artificial Intelligence, Computer Learning and Adaptive Programming, NOT Synonyms!

The term Artificial Intelligence has become a sort of talismanic chant to ward off the evil spirits of technophobia. Soon, or even now, we can all stop worrying about the next world war, because the robots are taking over and mankind is doomed. Artificial Intelligence®™© (always with the capitals, amen) will do everything for us, apparently, all you need is the right App. This nonsense has progressed to the point where people try to solve every “challenge” with an App, and then they get despondent when they cannot find an App to get a stain out.

Technology is now so wonderful, we don’t need jobs anymore, or salaries, or bonds, no, we can all live in momma’s basement, from where we will develop all these Apps that we will sell each other and we all become Tech Millionaires. The minds that came up with that theory, actually got paid for it. This proves that, even though we as yet don’t have artificial intelligence, we still have fake intellectualism. The problem is, these fake intellectuals are the ones tasked with building that artificial intelligence. The kind of intellect that spells things with capitals. To make sure we know how important their work is, I guess.

Now, here’s the thing about AI: It does not exist. Internet platforms are vast collections of computers and file servers, thousands and thousands of them per square whatsisnames, with more computing power than most governments. You can ask Google anything, and get an answer, isn’t that clever? No it is not. The Yanks like to tell the story of the idiot misfit that saves the day because he remembers the score for every baseball league game ever played. The movie usually ends with a little moral on how overrated an education is, as long as you have a good heart, and love sports. Intelligence is for those clever buggers in white coats, the ones making the science that is warming our planet. We should stop them. Teach them some ball sense…

Remembering numbers from a list is just remembering, exactly what Google does; it remembers where it saw the words you are typing in last, and poops out a web address, a couple of million different ones, usually. There is no intelligence, only programs containing instructions telling computers which data to assemble and present. It will answer you, all right, by dredging up the answers provided by other people, with no care for the correctness thereof, and no way to check. It is just not clever enough to make impartial decisions on truth, it can only present all the truths it has been supplied with, conflicting ‘facts’ and all.

Facebook, Twitter, Yahoo and every other social platform is presented as an artificial, sorry, Artificial Intelligence, and we are told of the filtering, and the scoring, and the automatic banning, all overseen by their AI. In reality, their AI is an office building full of otherwise unemployable meatbags trying to look at everything and deciding what is acceptable or not. We are often told how stressful this job is, what with company guidelines being non-existent or vague, and oh my, all that radicalising content out there, block, block, shadow-ban, suspend, lock account and why don’t you smear your excrement all over your workstation before you commit suicide in the parking lot? No, really, that is apparently life at the office for these “stressed-out moderators”.

 If you want to see the intelligence behind those anonymous arbiters of your moral standards, go find a video of Facebook staff when they heard Hillary Clinton lost to Trump. Disregarding your own political views, just look at their reactions, their emotional outbursts, the virtual writs-slashing, and tell me that thing has the right to suppress your research, because it “might influence the susceptible”. Videos of little girls getting gang-raped is okay, a dude praising Trump is fascist. This they call Artificial Intelligence.

Come to think of it, the capitals in A I might also be simple Orwellian doublespeak. In the world of warfare and genocide, the term ‘Intelligence’ is often spelled with a capital, and it is used as a synonym for ‘information’. Spies gather Intelligence, radios broadcast Intelligence to other units in code, the Intelligence community gather Intelligence for use by those with intelligence. Now add the word ‘artificial’ to ‘intelligence’, spell it with Capitals, and what you get? That’s right, ‘Artificial’ Intelligence, Fake Information. Please note, and never forget, Google, Facebook, Twitter and every other little atom of the Internet, actually belongs to the American Army. They invented it, they built it, they grew it, and then they gave us a bit of it to play around on, to spew disrespect and blasphemy against those who are taking down names for kicking ass later. There is no privacy on the Internet, and very little truth, just a lot of Artificial Intelligence.

Making fun of words still does not address the actual issue of A I. What is A I supposed to be? Those with distorted views on humanity are on their collective knees, praying for the day computers outpace human thought. There are those who say it already has, computers can think so much faster than humans already. No, they do not, they merely look up the data you request, provided that data has been provided in the first place. The very first calculator can add and multiply a lot faster than any human, yet no calculator can be accused of being intelligent, it just looks up pre-programmed answers, the average calculator does not actually compute much, they work off huge lists of answers hard-wired in, called look-up tables. Like that Ohio kid with learning disabilities but access to reams of sports statistics. Whereas the kid might have to rack his memory to find that odd score, computers have their data all neatly arranged and categorised. Computers do not have to remember, only dish up others’ memories.

To decide whether A I is real, one first has to define ‘intelligence’. The usual requirement of true intelligence is not the repeating of information, or even the processing thereof, but the creation of new information. People can be programmed, just like computers (refer again the kiddies weeping for Hillary) but here is the difference: an intelligent being can exceed the limitations of its programming. An intelligence can think of new things, without referencing the old, and still retain the old faithfully. When a computer program starts acting outside the design limits, it is usually because of some error, causing the original programmed behaviour to be compromised in some way, abandoned even. Broken. A computer can draw very pretty pictures, but a computer cannot create art.

To set a million monkeys upon a million typewriters has always been an joking example of futility in uninspired art, yet the computer crowd does exactly that: they have set millions of processors to task drawing a billion ‘pictures’, then they show us the three best-looking examples of their attempt, and scream “Look, a computer made art”. Picasso out if focus through a wet window, boo-hah. I never liked Picasso, but he did feel called upon to quantify art, so I guess he wins that one. It still is not art, though… at least Picasso could focus his eyes. Mostly, computer art is merely pseudo-random arrangements of tones, colours or shapes, chosen from pre-programmed examples. Or you can tell your computer to search for all other data sets to see what is most popular, skim the most recurring themes, stitch those together, say your computer did it all by itself, and call this artificial intelligence, or Machine Learning.

Machine learning is how our tin brains are supposed to find enough facts from which they can synthesize a useful core of data, and apply that to their task. There are many ways to do this, the most popular form you know, is probably the Google ranking thing, where the computer knows which is the most likely answer you expect, because that was the one the majority looked at. For Hillary, they actually told their A I to hide bad things, repeat all the good things, and make sure she’s at the top of every page. They also do this for shampoo companies, dog food and medical advice about poisonous vaccines, which suddenly don’t exist no more, at least not before page 97 or so.

The machine can only learn what you tell it to learn. It is a useful and powerful tool, learning from old data, but popularity is not truth, especially on subjects most people tend to misunderstand. Machine learning is actually just machines gathering data they were told they like, possibly by other data they collected. In the end, the action that machine takes upon that data, was programmed in at the beginning, possibly with a wide variety of choices, but always limited by the intellect that programmed it at first.

Another form of machine learning is Heuristics. That’s the one where you remember what happened yesterday, see what happens today, and tomorrow you know exactly where and when to pull the trigger. In humans, this is seen as a serious defect, because this sort of thinking leads to Hubris, the bit where you pull the trigger at the exact moment required, even if there is a kid walking past the target.

Another trap with heuristics, is the forming of bias, where you give certain things more importance than others, purely by own experience. Every time you see something that conforms to your beliefs, it confirms your bias, your preferred explanation, Every time you see a Myscopcher hitting a kid, it confirms your opinion of Myscopchers being child molesters. Racism is one form of heuristic learning gone wrong for humans.

Or how about the A I autopilot that kept crashing the plane simulator straight into the ground, over and over, because when you overload all the stress sensors at once, the computer does not register your mistake, and the machine was programmed to try all the ways possible until it finds a way that records no mistakes. The program was biased towards the wrong goal, and every crash confirmed to the machine its own success at finding a solution to the stated problem.

There is also something called Adaptive Programming. The idea is that the computer will find new data, then change its own programming to process this new data. Once again, that program will essentially come from the original programmer/s, with all their biases, mistakes and hang-ups included. The Facebook computer hates political radicalism, and it was programmed to suppress all bad political commentary. “Bad” in this case, was defined by a youngster still so pumped up with Liberalist vigour, it actually hates Conservatives. People have been scrubbed out for saying something patriotic, because Liberals feel patriotism is divisive. Adaptive programming, therefor, is not intelligence, it is merely the collection of new subroutines as part of the data it needs to process. Those new subroutines suffer all the shortcomings and benefits of the programmer’s intelligence, no more, no less.

So why the harping on Artificial Intelligence? If it does not exist, why is everyone talking about it? Firstly, it is a great marketing tag. Just like you can make them eat worm poop by calling it Superfood, or sell them the latest environmental disaster by telling them your plan is Green, now you can sell any technology by pretending it is intelligent. Most people have no idea, and even less interest in the science or even language of things like robotics, so whatever the news says, is what we know. The question should therefor be ; why is the news telling us that A I is News? What are they trying to accustom us to? Why are they lying so hard about the state of technology, hiding so many things, while exhibiting things not possible yet? Why must we believe in A I?

Many tasks are being done by machines, allowing humans the free time to apply for unemployment benefits and visiting charity food collectives. In the olden days, men and children were sent out to work while the womenfolk puttered around the house trying to get everyone fed end cleaned up. As machinery improved, it became necessary to reprogram the people for living with their new neighbours. Men fed and cleaned the machines, while the kids went to school, to learn the things needed to properly care for the machines. Once the newly-educated youth started building more and better machines, the men were sent off to eradicate each other in war, the women were set to tending the machines, and the children were sent off to school to keep them occupied with the learning of anything except what is needed to remain masters of their environment. Education turned into indoctrination, kiddies had to learn where they fit into the social structure, to “prepare them for modern life” where nobody is supposed to do anything outside the Program.

So that is where we are now: The womenfolk are working, the men have a choice between crime and financial scamming, and the children are attending classes in accepting this setup as normal. In the meantime, our exalted leadership discuss the legalities around robotics and Artificial Intelligence. If the men were earning a living decent enough to look after a family, and the mothers had the time to see what their children are being put up to, and the children were not busy using their expensive techno-toys to replace human contact, we might have wondered what that was about. But we did not, even this writer can find nary a trace of those high-level meetings and what was decided. Half of Europe’s bestest and brighterest came together, discussed the legal standing of artificial intelligence, and walked away with a decision they are not sharing with us.

To see what the legal status of a robot is, we can look at corporate law: corporations have been given legal personae, you can sue and get sued by a corporation for as little as a slight insult. As we all know, the legal weight of your case before the court is determined by the social weight of you BAR representative, and the funds you make available to said lawyer type. The individual’s chances of winning a court case against a mega corporation is almost nil, and the chances of a corporation actually making good on the verdict, less than zero. The best one can hope for, is that the corporation will expel one of its junior administrators as a show of legal compliance, but the corporation itself, its shareholders and subsidiaries shall carry on as per usual. The corporation itself, as a supplier of “much-needed employment” and producer of goods with “strategic national importance” is above you and your petty squabbles.

Now transfer this mentality to the robots: The machine was built with Artificial Intelligence, therefor the decisions it takes are informed by current situational wareness as gathered by the machine’s sensors. Any harm that comes to you or yours, is thus the fault of the robot, not the owner, not the manufacturer or programmer, it was the robot that gone kill your child, let’s wipe its programming, that will learn it! Unless, of course, we can prove say that you provoked the robot, possibly by acting unpredictably, doing something near that robot, causing a failure of execution, you were the one acting outside the confines of the machine’s programming! Are you insured against overstepping the bounds of a computer's programming?

The most obvious danger in all this fake cleverness nonsense is, of course, the excuses it allows the executives; If the machine acted upon its own intelligence, then any mistakes by the machine, is not the fault of the owner. When a robot beheads your child, your case will be with the robot, and good luck suing a robot! Even if you win, what revenge will you visit upon a machine? You certainly have no claim on the corporation that built, programmed, owne, hired, rented, deployed, tasked, maintained or otherwise caused the robot to be where it was when it was cutting the head off a child, drowning fish in oil, burning butterflies with radiation...

“The object in creating optimal health and nutirition is to study each animal’s habitat and food sources, then custom make diets that most closely resemble their own natural original diet”Jeff Brisco, Senior Animal Nutritionist, Los Angeles Zoo

  

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If you are brewing in the kitchen using many pots, add HOPS only to the main pot. Simmer the hops for a few minutes, usually less than thirty minutes, sometimes as little as five. Your own preferences will prevail over time, but initially be warned; hops is a rather pungent, bitter and calming herb. Do not be too brave, regret is not a desirable additive to real beer. Here is what you do:

 

After you have achieved protein break, bring the wort down to a fast simmer. The liquid should stay moving, stirring itself slowly. The rough first guide to hopping is about one gram per litre, dried compressed pellets. That said, the previous statement is utter bull. It depends on the flavour you are aiming at, the bitterness, the shelf life. Another spanner in the works is the exact type of hops you use. Once again, you can spend ten bucks a gram on some famously imported variety that is secretly used by the best-selling American brand. Riiight. In the end, you can get started with dead normal hops your supplier breaks into small 25g packets. Worry about speciality ingredients once you manage to brew three normal beers in a row. Simmer the hops for five to twenty minutes. It depends on sugar content, temperature, quality of hops. You will learn. Start with twenty minutes, it will allow maximum hops influence, to learn what hops does to beer. Later you can adjust to taste.

 

The variegated variety is more prone to the formation of leaf cankers. Rumoured old cancer cure, grown for beer gruit.

Sciencery, of course, is the practice of questionable academics perpetrated for gain, be that money, honour or misplaced sense of doing good. Or, as the liberals say these days: “Facts don’t matter when you have the moral high ground.” The latest broth from their cauldron, Man-made Climate Change, is but one of many fake ‘solutions’ the sciencers have foisted upon us. Take fertilisers, for example. What purpose do they serve? Who invented them? Why? …and why is South Africa overrun by Malawians looking for money to send home so their families can afford fertiliser?

Now you have to cool that wort down! Quickly. This is what the gurus call hot-side working. Every action you take here has some detrimental effect on your beer. You must get oxygen in there, without allowing germs. You have to cool it to 20 degrees as soon as possible, because anything warmer, and your yeast will not survive. The most dangerous time for your wort is between 48 and 24 degrees, the growth temperature range preferred by our enemy: faulty hygiene.

Once the hops has been infused to tatse, it is time to take off the heat. Here starts the most difficult part of brewing. It is not impossible, but you will want to spend your first non-essential funds here. You need to construct yourself a cooler. There are many, many ways, including sterilised ice cubes. Tried it, it worked, sort of. Swozzling the wort in a steel pot inside a basin filled with icewater does work, takes half a night for ten litres, and will almost assuredly end up in an infected, sour beer. Once you have your sterile, cool wort in your fermenter tank, you are ready to PITCH THE YEAST.

Our logo, the crazy chicken, has forefathers in our history of wort cooling. Happily, that was all before we built THE COOLER. Follow this link to see an instructable. Once we had a cooler, brewing became a pastime of leisure. It was always a pleasure, but once we had a cooler, there was time on brewing day for other pleasures as well, free time for the brewery labourers, you might say. The trick is to get that wort from 70-something degrees to twenty degrees as soon as possible. Remember this one thing: Get the wort cooled down to twenty degrees as soon as possible. WITHOUT INFECTING IT. Then PITCH. You know about pitching? That’s what brewers call the seriously ritualistic act of adding yeast to the wort. Now we are making beer! Read on to see about yeast and other lively little critters.

 

This is an old Cape remedy for all sorts. Of great value in birds' drinking water.

To understand how any medicine works, you have to understand how the human body works. To understand the human body, knowledge of ‘lesser’ anatomy is useful. This sounds simple enough, and explains why doctors have to study for so long, yes? As a matter of fact, a properly trained witchdoctor only graduates when the one who trained him dies. Some other types of doctors study three or four years, with another year or three of actual practical standing around in hospitals. Some doctors create their own universities and bestow upon themselves magnificent degrees in Nutritional Science, Climate Change Research, even what we shall call Industrial Homeopathy. The result is a huge number of different ways to look at the body, as many ways to interpret the internal system, and a growing number of ways to manipulate things inside the body. Most medical research today is concentrated on the only external organelle of the human: his wallet.

 So, before I can tell you herbs work, I must first understand your view of the body. In that sense, everyone else is probably wrong, might be causing harm, or, as in most cases, selling useless nostrums and placebos. The worst type placebo is the one that reaches your hand after years and millions spent on research. Not that it might be better or worse quality than comparable placebos, but because that research used up money that could have been spent on education. Or beer. Beer helps far more diseases than aspirin, or try a glass of good wine.

The world over, children are being encouraged to bunk classes, to gather in the streets, scream and hurl insults at Old White Men who are changing their weather. The press is falling over itself, celebrating this marvellous “youth activism against climate change”. Every dweep that gets hold of a microphone is demanding “something to be done about climate change”. Organisations are being funded into life, for no purpose other than to have the term “scientific” in the title, whereupon said organisation will publish an essay (not a scientific study, an essay, like this thing you are reading now) on their interpretation of global warming, and after some (driven) publicity to establish their ‘credentials’, it starts demanding “something to be done about climate change”.


GREENPETS Natural Living Resource Pages is an organic, categorised collection of observations and experimentations regarding a rather old and boring theory on life, health and happiness:

YOU ARE WHAT YOU EAT.

This seems to hold true whether you are man, dog, wheat, weed, or just a seed crystal attracting trace minerals. The entire commercial food chain has been polluted by a cocktail of vicious poisons, many of which cannot legally be proven toxic, because no-one has spent the money developing the tests. GMO's are causing numerous symptoms hinting that the body does not recognise the seeds as food. Fight as we might for honest labelling, the best we can hope for is some generic term, usually prefaced with the word 'approved', such as 'approved' artificial flavourants. It can hide much corporate iniquity, the package label laws. Here's one:

Not even the baddest dog out there deserves bloodsoaked cardboard as a regular part of their diet, labelled as "Filler".
We get a bit nasty about this sort of thing around here.

In olden days, people thought beer happened because of many strange beliefs. It was only recently some clever guy with a microscope realised that those lively little microbes there are eating sugar, farting carbon dioxide gas and peeing alcohol. Not angels, demons or spirits, just plain microscopic little creatures eating and breeding and living their life, and then we enjoy their excrement. Nice, eh? Granted, it is the excrement of a very particular species of microbug. This is very important: The excrement of whatsisname cervensis tastes like beer, whereas just about every other form of yeast, fungus or microbe gives of waste that does not taste like beer. As a matter of fact, the excrement of just about every single organism other than C.Cervensis tastes like…poop?

 

This is why it is utterly, unforgivingly, important to be sterile in your dealings with your beer. Very many commercial brewers have difficulty getting this right, that’s why their beers give you hangovers and headaches before you even go to sleep. How many beer drinkers won’t swear high and low that Charley’s Palace Lager tastes better in cans than dumpies, whereas Red Sticker Beer is best enjoyed in quart bottles? Usually, the cans and the bottles are from different locations, each with its own set of infections, and therefor even a multibillion-dollar company cannot make the same brand taste the same every time. Imagine how difficult it is going to be for you in your kitchen. TAKE CARE.

 

Being cool is not about what you do, it is about what you do not do. There is not a single action in this world that is cool. Not every action is uncool, but there are no cool actions. Only dorks and drama queens try to be cool by doing the cool things that cool people do. Skiing in the Alps? That’s cool, if you like that sort of thing, and you happen to be in the Alps, and you have free time, and there’s nothing more productive to do, yeah, skiing in the Alps can be cool, but no amount of Alpine snow-sports will ever make you cool. There is not a sport in this world that can make you cool. It can make you famous, which is cool, it can make you rich, which is cool, it can damage your spine and crack your kneecaps, that’s cool… if you get the fame and fortune for it. But being a sports hero is not cool, it is just a job, a rather specialised and somewhat unproductive job the world could do just fine without, but it is a cool job, if you can get it; advertising clothes and gear, testing the latest performance enhancing drugs for efficacy and detectability by anti-doping agencies, playing Guinea pig for surgeons glad for living cadavers to practice battlefield surgery upon in peacetime, cool.

Coolth is never vested in a thing, an action or a word. You get cool by NOT making fun of the cripple kid. You earn coolth by NOT bullying, NOT stealing, NOT being an ass. Coolth is exclusively about things you do not do. Any attempt to be cool, is uncool. Trying to look cool, dress cool, talk cool, all of that is pretence, which is totally uncool.

The latest high-tech toy is the coolest thing ever, and we know it, because we saw pictures of cool people telling us about this cool new cool thing. How did they become cool? They applied for a job where people spend their time making them look cool, now they have this cool job where they have to do nothing but stand in front of cameras, looking cool, wearing cool tech, and cool fashion, at cool camera angles, and they hang out with cool people. How do they know who the cool people are? Their studio people tell them what to say when they get to where the studio is taking them at the moment, usually somewhere expensive to make it look cool. Do you know how much it cost to have Justin Bieber “spontaneously party with friends” at a specific club? They are paid to appear in places where we can see all the people we were told is cool, hang out together, being cool. At some point, they all applied for that job, in an industry that depends on you believing things are cool when they say it is.

Acting on the word of people whose job it is to imitate coolth, everybody around you now want to prove how cool they are by owning the coolest stuff, promoted by the coolest people, using the coolest new cool words while hanging out in the latest in cool places…

If you’re cool with that, what more can I say?

The yeast does all the work, and boy, do they work! One of the fun things about your first brew is the gurgling and snorting from your air trap. If your beer does not gurgle, you probably have a problem. DO NOT OPEN TO LOOK. If you open the fermenter, it will surely attract germs. The only way to check on the progress of your beer, is to tap some and measure the SPECIFIC GRAVITY. Be sure to watch your air trap, you don’t want to suck that water into your beer! Once you can reliably pitch successfully, tapping a sample becomes optional. Just wait two days after the bubbling stops. Bubbling means fermentation, no bubbling is a fair indication that fermentation has slowed down enough not to matter anymore. This does not mena your beer has fermented completely. The yeast could have been stopped by many factors. Temperature shock, infection, too high an alcohol content for the yeast to operate…

Yes, you read right, if the alcohol level rises too high, the yeast die. Remember, alcohol is nothing but yeast pee. Imagine living in your own pee! This only really happens when your SPECIFIC GRAVITY was too high at the start. Or rather, too high for the strain of yeast you use. There are Belgian strains, for example, world famous for their ability to produce beer of 10 percent and stronger. Most yeast will stop breeding around 5 to 7 percent. If you dream of brewing forty percent beer, maybe this is the time to come back to earth. But maybe, just maybe, you will stick with brewing long enough to apply yourself to ten or twelve percent beer, which tastes almost like whiskey, so strong it is. Go buy a Duvel for example.

 

All the promises the beauty industry make about Aloe Vera, are understated.

There are articles on this site that –very inexpertly- try to convey the idea of holistic existentialism. By this we think we mean to promote a world-view where each of us saves the world by taking responsibility for our own choices, and take cause with anyone trying to limit those choices. Giving me twenty varieties of breakfast cereal does not constitute choice, when all of them are contaminated by the same hormonal disruptor, made of the same GMO seeds, and liberally sprinkled with anything addictive but legally unchallenged. Most modern medicine is perpetrated with the same mind-set, and here is the best part of it: those addictive poisons in your food? It comes from the same hands as the extremely addictive, extremely harmful, and murderously psychotic cocktail of anti-anxiety and anti-ADDHDADHHDAD medication we are feeding the children these days. Millions of children too young to grow armpit hair are on psychotomimetic pills, prescribed drug-trips for kiddies, how nice. But this article is about something a lot less unfunny, sometimes even Acoïtheist Anarchs have good news:

 

You have gone through the entire process now, and finally, after just about an entire week, you have beer. Actual beer, it will make you drunk just like Charley’s Palace brew, and if you worked cleanly and hygienically, it will actually taste cleaner, cause less hangover, and should not cause any health problems associated with infected beer such as Charley’s. It is, however, not exactly classy. If you were lucky and diligent, it should be more or less clear with minimal sediment. It will, however, be almost totally flat. Fear not, we fix that chop-chop.

 

First, we line up enough empty, clean and sterilised bottles for our beer. How many bottles? That depends on how much beer you have, divided by the LITRE capacity of your bottles. Eighteen litres and 330ml bottles means 18/0,33 = 55 dumpies. Because of sedimentation, we’d rather use 36 bottles of 500ml, or our favourite, 660ml bottles, and we usually fill around two crates and four spares. Two for the museum, and two for sampling when we lose patience waiting. That leaves one case for each of us two brewing buddies. As a final precaution, we use a small steam cleaner with a longer nozzle that fits right to the bottom of our bottles. This is how it goes:

 

Line up six empty bottles. Get the steamer (and everything else) lined up.

 

Put enough new crowns, plus a few spares for fumbling loss, into a bowl of boiling water.

 

Sterilise some honey. We gladly endorse Goldcrest, they are clean, pure, not irradiated. Mix 10ml per liter of beer, with equal amount boiling water in a sterilised cup. Prepare a clean, sterile syringe, the bigger the better. Mark it in 6ml steps for 660ml bottles, more or less, and just to confuse the issue, 10ml honey + 10ml water is not 20ml syrup. It’s a lot less! Stick to six mil, it is safe. Exploded beer tastes like failure and dust. Keep the marked syringe by the honey.

 

Put your fermenter where it is easy to work cleanly, like the kitchen table top. On the one side of the fermenter, must be space to work with the honey and six bottles. On the other side, place to work with one bottle, the bowl of crown caps, and the bottle capper. You want a sturdy table, that you can work on with some force in your arms. Capping the bottles can be difficult if you are too short, tall or uneven in your arrangements for this. Expect to waste some caps and bottles (with their contents) before you master this particular job. Save some money, and cap some water first. NOT ALL BOTTLES ARE REUSABLE. Not all bottles can be sealed using the normally available crimpers.

 

Right, now the dance starts:

Grab bottle, turn upside down, blast out with steam. Hand over.

Pump syringe 6ml honey syrup into bottle. Hand over

Open fermenter tap when drain pipe is at bottom of bottle to prevent splashing. Fill, hand over.

Take cap from hot tub, set on bottle, crimp. Put into crate.

 

Repeat above until the fermenter starts running yeast instead of beer.If it was a good brew, this yeast may be IMMEDIATELY REUSED. Look out for infections!

 

Honey dissolves water, so no stirring is needed for the beer once bottled. Age appropriately.

 

This is how to do the secondary fermentation and ageing and presentation al in one step. You end up with a clean, frothy, bubbly beer in a bottle, best enjoyed from a glass. Different beers actually taste different in differently shaped glasses. See this link for info on PROPER BEER GLASSES. The traditional German mug with the flare at the bottom is a very good compromise, especially if your beer is still a bit murky.

 

This plant is in the Eat-the-Weeds category. Available for free on a roadside near you.

If you drop food, you can still eat it if you manage to pick it up within three seconds, or five, if you’re real hungry. At least, that is the folksy wisdom we have come to love ridiculing. Since we have contracted that other disease, the one that causes responsibility for our health to fall upon the wise and profitable shoulders of the health care industry, things must surely have changed? Consider the many, many cleaning products out there that promises to kill all known germs, and considering how well they have been selling for so long, surely we can consider it safe to eat off the floor by now? It would surely save money on those expensive dishwasher detergents that kills 99,9 percent of all known germs. Maybe we should douse the entire planet in the best-selling brand of germicidal hand-rub, then we can eat whatever we want off any surface we like. Or we can forget all those murderous promises and use a bit of common sense? Let us examine that three-second rule from up close, the Old People survived without special soaps and wet paper towels in sterile bottles.

 

Beans, beans, what a wonderful fruit...

Imagine yourself as a clear glass of water. Now imagine a small red crystal dropping into that glass of water; see it sink, leaving behind a wispy dissolving trail. Maybe it is something denser that sinks quickly, lying there, slowly spreading a blob of colour along the bottom of the glass. What if it is something really reactive, that bursts out in bubbles, or it spins and careens along the top of the water as it reacts and mixes from above. Imagine you are a clear, clean glass of water, and you have just taken a pill: what is going on inside that sack of skin you call a body, that consists of almost nothing but water? Where is your little chemical bomb going to land, exactly? Should you not at least try find out first? Oh, but you can’t, even if you had the training, digging for ‘trade secrets’ is illegal. If you had right to this knowledge, it would have been given to you as part of your equitable education. Health issues are better left to professionals, take this pill and call me in the morning.

This is available through most of the growing season.

This really is where Granma got her horrid medicine from.

I have a friend with 40 cattle. He also owns goats, chickens, pigs and a few hectares under cultivation. The rest of his land is filled with all sorts of fruit trees. He has no cell phone or television, but he does have three wives, fifteen healthy, happy, productive children…okay, you got me, his one son is a bit of a scoundrel, but hey, whoever you are, I know you got one in your family, too. I visited Johnathan the other day. It is a long drive, but the detour is for my own pleasure.

Good fodder, also for bees. The greens can be used as spinach.

When there is total traceability, there is no deniability. Much evil not perpetrated in this world is purely because of our fear of being caught. Much private perversion is averted by the thought of divine retribution. We do good mainly because we are afraid to go to hell. From Santa to Jesus, from Jehovah to Big brother, the fear of being seen to do right or wrong has always outweighed any sense of civic duty we may or may not possess. Feeding a beggar in silence is your civil duty, being seen to offer bread to a beggar raises your social profile.

In this way, the internet can replace both the all-seeing God and Santa, but only if everyone signs up. Everyone. Most importantly, we need to see the government’s computers, justice, law enforcement (until disbanded and replaced by Public Safety) and of course all centres of procurement and contracts. All contracts, which we shall eventually referendumise-ateify. That means we ratify every single order on public monies via referendum. Impossible? If a television studio can hold a talent competition, and collect fourteen million verifiable, traceable and auditable votes in three minutes, just think what we can do on a Government network designed for the purpose? Forty million auditors, working for free and mahala, looking into every corner to see where their tax money is going to. All it takes is one server, read-only, open to the public on one side, and the other side, every government record every second of every day, uploaded as the official’s office-desk computer or tablet or phone registers the transaction. Immediately available for verification, comment and open authorisation by known and elected officials. If you do nothing in secret, it becomes difficult to be dishonest.

Let’s face it, there are no secrets anymore. GREENPETS have endured decades of ridicule for suggesting that Microsoft is a government tool, secretive and authoritarian, with ambitions of total control and delusions of adequacy. Bill Gates and Intel captured the entire computer industry right in the open, by pretending to fight patent lawsuits in the late eighties and early nineties. Only those who subscribe to the depopulation of earth are allowed to manufacture hardware, and all software has to be ‘compatible’ with that corrupted hardware. There is no secret on any Microsoft or Intel computer that cannot be extracted by someone with the needed knowledge. Frankly, any information from any computer anywhere can be had by paying a teenager sitting in his mother’s basement to exploit the avenues built into the system of every computer sold today. These are not design faults or ‘bugs’, they are deliberately designed to allow access to your device by those with the right tools, and the only computer security issue being attended to, is how to stop aforementioned teenager from using the same techniques. The answer seems to be draconian laws and psychotic policing, the hallmark of those who insist on us having no secrets. Fixing the hardware and software would, of course, be impossible, likely to cause as much life-threatening chaos as the Millennium Bug, and we know how many people died that time, oh, the humanity!

Let them have our data, they buy and sell it amongst themselves anyway. Clean up your porn habits, stop uttering and swearing, learn to relax before you click the Comment button, and be aware of legal repercussions. They know it all anyway, They always have, and as soon as They have enough robots, They will have those robots de-radicalise our butts. The only fight worth having on the issue of electronic privacy, is that one little spotty nerd in Mommy’s basement: If any and all information is there for the buying, can we please stop this nonsense about National Security and open all government computers, have all the information available on a read-only server, and then we all can see how honest and hardworking our Great Leaders are. Military secrets, yes, not secret funding of military secrets. The police gets to keep no secrets, they are supposed to be civilian.

Forty million auditors, combing through every single public record, looking where their tax money went, and flagging suspicious activity for all to see, officialdom to explain, and money transfers to be halted. Who can ask for a more honest and open, accountable and transparent society anywhere? The technology exist, the need exists, all that is missing, is for the porn addicts to stop arguing the spies, or at least for us to stop listening to such drivel, and demand our government uses the computer spying tools they already have to help us all.

The only person on earth who could possibly think this a bad idea, would be some Mafia type criminal that makes his living stealing unsuspecting people’s money. Only a career criminal would insist on keeping his actions secret and his income away from the eyes of Law and Society. Only a vicious criminal would insist on his right to make money at the cost of an entire region’s health and wellness, spending money on armoured cars instead of school books. Only a murderous thief would cut funding from a municipal clinic to buy a statue of some politician to stand in front of Town Hall. Only a despicable gangster would spend more of our public money on bodyguards than on education.

So, what does your local politician say about opening up the Municipal Accounts? In 2016 the budget for Education was 340 million. The VIP Protection unit was budgeted at 1,3 billion, but They ended up spending 5,5 billion. I am not aware of any budget expansion for Education. Also, in the 2017 economic cycle, the economy apparently grew, necessitating the broadening of the tax base. This means, because the Economy grew, we have to pay more taxes. Not tax, but taxes, new taxes for new things, things that were not taxed before, because the economy grew, and the government needed more “money to serve the Economy, so we have to broaden the tax base.” Really? The economy grew, but, not only did I and everyone around me get poorer, but somehow we have to pay more taxes to support this growth?

NOT ONE SINGLE WORD OF THIS WAS EVER QUESTIONED, NOT ONCE, NOT BY ANYONE.

OPEN UP THOSE GOVERNMENT RECORDS SO I CAN SEE WHAT YOU ARE DOING WITH MY FRIGGING MONEY!

This family of poisonous weeds were introduced as decorative shrubs.

The weather has been a constant source of concern and surprise for as long as humans have gathered to shoot the breeze. It is the one subject that will attract comment and furrow-browed expert opinion from just about any person on this planet. The weather –or seeming lack of enough of a particular type of weather- is the universal conversation starter in all cultures in all circumstances. Weather is the basic unit of small talk.

Climate change is not a myth. Anyone old enough to say things like “I remember when that used to cost only…” is old enough to complain about how the weather is not what it used to be. The weather has been changing forever, and there are at least a million reasons why it should and will. Climate Science as presented to the public, however, is so much hogwash, unsupported theories by charlatans who call themselves scientists, paid-for excuses to blame Joe Public for deliberate and globally-scaled atmospheric manipulation projects wreaking havoc with our health and welfare.

This herb has fallen into disrepute, or is that new-found fame?

This is the Echinacea tea they sell for immune protection. It works.

Valuable bitter tea for stomach and cacexia

As close to extra-terrestrial as it gets around here.

Dandelion is more valuable than any dietary supplement anywhere.

Good fodder for many animals, including Dragons

In Europe the flowers and berries are commonly eaten

 

Eat it, boil it, preserve it. Biblical.

add to tea, water and drinks. flies.

This delicious fruit is considered an invader in many gardens

I will find out what the real name is, but the fruit have a sweet purple pulp I want to brew with

This is a useful tree to have around

 

 

Good for ladies' tea and a bitter tonic

One of the ancient Magical four. Every garden must have some

Bitter and fencing

We are not talking about GMO Frankenfood here...

Fodder for man beast bird and salad too

A good pot of Marog beats Spinach any day

The Tree of the Evil Eagle. Really, it is.

This wild tea is delicious

Sugar bombs. Anti mole.

Eat it. With vegies.

This is a barometer of the state of peace in your home. The care this plant takes only happens when the people around it have time to care. When this starts dying, question your relations with those around you.

Eat it. Boil until all starch comes out. Distil it.

Huge runners and flowers and harvest and the seeds are the prize.

Good in salad, as Pesto with olive oil, tortoise food.

Salad. Spinach. Fodder and birds. Tortoises. Marching chew.

Blood cleansing, supportive bitter. Use liberally when immune compromised.

Puding. Raw with salt. Oxalic acid cleans glass.

Liver tonic. Fodder. Bird seed.

Salad. Bees. Salad.

For the birds to munch on, like, really? Grow in safety, plant out as treats.

The best fries ever. Ever.

Many species, many berries, many poisonous when unripe or raw or just because.

Some have poison roots, some are poison except the roots. Some look better in salad than others. Favourite fodder for the whole family.

Sourfig dries, cleanses and disinfects festering conditions, from a sore throat to herpes sores. This is a most powerful herb.

Mosquito repellent extraordinaire. Gentle alternative to wormwood. disinfectant tea