It is only through labor and painful effort, by grim energy and resolute courage, that we move on to better things.
Related: In a closed system, entropy (disorganization) will always increase unless energy is applied to the system.
–Second Law of Thermodynamics, Sir Isaac Newton
Macbeth: How does your patient, doctor?
Doctor: Not so sick, my lord, as she is troubled with thick-coming fancies that keep her from rest.
Macbeth: Cure her of that! Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased, pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, raze out the written troubles of the brain, and with some sweet oblivious antidote cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff which weighs upon her heart.
Doctor: Therein the patient must minister to himself.
― William Shakespeare, Macbeth
(P)retensions of “science” are the last refuge of those who offer neither the evidence nor the logic that are integral to science.
How does one go about resuscitating a centaur?
So a doctor (@FredWuMD) took to Twitter to ask fellow medical professionals an incredibly important question – if a centaur was in the midst of a cardiac arrest, where would you presume the heart is? Where would you use defibrillator pads?
Does a centaur have two hearts? If so, which do you defibrillate? How many joules should you use?
Read the article to find out their conclusions, and add any suggestions you may have!
Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it.
“An almond doesn’t lactate, I must confess.”
–FDA Commissioner Scott Gottlieb, on cracking down on calling nondairy products like soy and almond drinks “milk.”
Build me a son, O Lord, who will be strong enough to know when he is weak, and brave enough to face himself when he is afraid, one who will be proud and unbending in honest defeat, and humble and gentle in victory.
But in reading great literature I become a thousand men and yet remain myself. Like the night sky in the Greek poem, I see with a myriad eyes, but it is still I who see. Here, as in worship, in love, in moral action, and in knowing, I transcend myself; and am never more myself than when I do.
Sydney Nolan, “Bandit Country”
I live in my own little world. But its okay, they know me here.