The story of a marble worker Evrard Flignot from Brussels who devastated by the death of his wife built a pretty mausoleum for her in Cimetière de Laeken.
At first look inside, there is a mourner reaching out to an empty wall. But, once a year, on the day of the summer solstice, the Sun draws a light that recalls this love for almost a century.
Long story short, (though I've gifted this, article so it should be free to all for 30 days) it's unknown if the book business is going to be part of the almost certain antitrust filing but let's gooooooooo
So what this paint company does is take iron pollution from abandoned mines that are polluting soils and rivers and makes iron based red pigment paints out of it.
Basically they realized hey no one's cleaning this shit up, it's polluting the streams, killing all the fish, making the water undrinkable and there's a huge market for it so why not make money by cleaning it the fuck up?
They remove this stuff by the industrial bucket load from the rivers. The idea is if it's in a painting, if it's in your home, it's not poisoning wildlife.
Dont get me wrong, this is very cool! I’m interested to look into this more. But the “no one’s cleaning this shit up” line really got me. I sincerely wish people would stop jumping to conclusions online, but alas, that is a pointless desire as it is somewhat human nature. *sigh* anyways.
Any state in the US that had or have coal mining have an Abandoned Mine Land Program. I know this because I work for one of those states. All we do is literally clean up stuff like this. Correcting acid mine drainage like this takes building entire FACILITIES and maintaining them basically for forever. But also, sometimes you can correct the pH with limestone (mine water is terribly acidic) which causes the iron to drop out. It looks horribly red because the iron sinks, but it’s much healthier water. We cannot go in an collect this dropped iron when it is doing no harm. Our federal money would be much better spent on reclaiming other abandoned coal mines.
My first biology professor had an ‘inadequacy drawer’ full of things to remind him he wasn’t, in fact, the dumbest and laziest person to ever exist. It was mostly Darwin, notably these two bits:
‘But I am very poorly today and very stupid and hate everybody and everything.’
‘I am going to write a little Book for Murray on orchids and today I hate them worse than everything.’
“I am at work on the second vol. of the Cirripedia, of which creatures I am wonderfully tired: I hate a Barnacle as no man ever did before, not even a Sailor in a slow-sailing ship.”
i love you lab grown diamonds i love you slavery-free chocolate i love you community gardens i love you fact that the insulin patent was sold for $1 i love you locally produced meat and milk i love you streets turned into walkable parks i love you little reminders that Things Do Not Have To Be This Way and there are people working to build a better world!!
as a huge lover of birds, 90% of the concern against wind turbines being used for energy is literally just pro fossil fuel propaganda. birds ARE at a risk however there is a lot of strategies even as simple as painting one of the blades that reduces a lot of accidental deaths. additionally renewable energy sources will do more in favor of the environment that would positively impact birds (and all of us). one study found over one million bird deaths from wind turbines. while that is a shockingly high number and we should work to drastically shrink it, at least 1.3 billion birds die to outdoor cats on a yearly basis. it was never about caring about birds
Do not think that violating your boundaries for other people is selfless!! If anything that would eventually lead to nothing but resentment towards the people you violated those boundaries for. It comes back to bite you in the ass sooner or later. It’s not the grand gesture you think it is. The more firm you are on your boundaries, the more intact you keep your mental health, and so the more emotionally available you are for other people. True selflessness comes from knowing what you have to do for yourself in order to give to other people, not from excessively pleasing only to end up feeling bitter and dismissed