So little… so deadly…

I feel this way about cars. I still don’t even like automatic doors. Electrical systems in any car is a nightmare. Add 10k little doodads and features all drawing electrical power make so complicated a mess you’ll never sort it out and if you do you’ll probably realize that the automotive engineer set it up that way because there isn’t a better solution that’s obvious to anyone who knows how electrical systems are designed and work let alone a backyard mechanic.

Licorice is not that common a spice any more, partially because it’s toxic at pretty obtainable levels, though people who like the flavor still typically won’t accidentally consume a dangerous amount.

There’s a lot of things that are toxic at high levels but the typical volume avaliable commercially is never going to work, you need some kind of refined to the toxic elements only type of substance, which there’s at least a possibility no one has figured out how to do that refinement, as there’s no sense in it.

You teste it or put it in a pill or pouch or something?

Ha ha just like the tea pot dome scandal, and that bribe to a senator about mining in Teddy Roosevelt’s head.

Doctors failed to communicate the situation in a way he would grasp that his choices were death or chemo. Maybe a, "that’s your choice? OK, before you go, how world you like us to handle your corpse? So you want a full autopsy to confirm the cancer diagnosis, or would you prefer we didn’t? Is there a particular burial home you have plans with? "

But in all likelihood there’s nothing anyone could have said to him to make him see reason.