Well if <10nm pieces of plastic are swirling around Mount Everest in the "Death Zone", you bet that they are swirling around on your food down here where we have had an abandoned mercury mine leeching into the South Bay for almost 2 centuries, an island next to SF that in the Cold War they Navy would paint ships with radioactive paint to see if they could spray it off with the run-off going into the bay and parts of West Oakland still you can get lead poisoning just being outside in 80 years after the shipyards closed at the end of the war.
I love the Bay Area, native to the East Bay and no matter how hard I try to escape, I always find myself crawling right back to San Francisco's sweet embrace, but in case it isn't clear to the people just arriving and driving the cost up higher than London, Paris or Berlin, its never been anything less than an excellent example of the horrible things people will do to each other and the planet to satisfy their impulse for either money or power. Superfund sites abound in the six counties around the bay, plastic in your food is probably the least of your actual worries.
> Mattie came from far away, from New Orleans into the East Bay. He said, 'this is a Mecca!' I said, 'This ain't no Mecca, man. This place is fucked!' Six months go by, he has no home, he has no food, he's all alone. Mattie said, 'fool me once, shame on you.' Didn't fool him twice, he moved back to New Orleans!
Hyperbolic titles like that don't make me click, they make me irritated and hesitant.
The world doesn't need saving, it will adapt and overcome as it has before (potentially even after being sterilized down to the continental mud off the coast by a nearby star becoming a quasar and its emission grazing the Earth but they don't really know for sure because they are just making guesses based on rocks half a billion years old after all), its human society that needs to be "saved" though this sort of millenarian Abrahamic religious notion is a little bit much still in terms of hyperbolic nonsense that is playing off emotional cues not rational ones. This must work on other people, but I find it childish and revolting in the extreme.
None the less, fungi based technology or anything in which we return to our original technological innovation, which is the channeling of nature to serve purposes useful to us (using macroscopic tools over long periods not microscopes and chemistry over shorter periods) is a good idea. Why? Because billions of years of evolution is definitely a better engineer than all the doctorate holders alive in aggregate, taking advantage of it (especially instead of pretending ourselves to know better) is always a wise choice as we take advantage of that *extremely mature ecosystem obviously*.
...given to them by CIA "covert operatives" pretending to be Islamic terrorists because the economy really could use a war about now. You want to go die in a meat grinder to enrich Uncle Sam? Go for it! I won't mind the suddenly lower rent, but unless its a civil war or invasion of my homeland, you won't catch me volunteering to be hamburger meat . Which is all this sort of news exists to do, stoke you up into being a willing hamburger patty.
Not all read windows are placed at angles that need them. To ask this question implies you are letting the giant toaster model of vehicle obscure your memory that once there were vehicles shaped like beans and before them were actually appealing sleek muscle cars that guzzled the dinosaur juice like no tomorrow but looked like what we all spaceships to look like when the reality is shaping up to be even larger toasters that expand to full size only when in orbit.
So now they are plagarizing concepts from chaos magick / neurolinguistic programming and presenting them as scientific breakthroughs they aren't.
The methodology of this study is highly suspect, for the other Americans without a sense of another vernacular language than English, the truth is that translation is an art with large margins of imprecision & artistic license surrounding it to accurately convey nuanced meanings between languages even of the same family or subfamily. Due to the way words and concepts associate with the other in both languages, a direct translation at best strips out the nuanced meanings of the text/speech being translated rather rudely and comes off dry and at times as gibberish. Determining such a nuance as that of "relativism" in perception of time would take some real masters of translation which no automated process, and likely no one involved in this captain obvious stunt, could ever hope to be.
Of course language shapes our perception of time, remember Karl Marx came up with the notion of historical materialism (his only worthy contribution) which says that our perception of reality is shaped by our material culture. It is hardly much extrapolation to extend that to appreciate that the way we interpret that material culture is shaped by the conceptual wrappers we use to describe it using whatever variant of monkey vocalizations we use to communicate with each other. This is also discussed in the Yoga Sutras of Patanjali (1200 years before Marx, why Indian philosophy gets no credit is beyond me but I appreciate it immensely thus credit it whenever I can), as is the next step that will take some other harebrained virtue signalling in the form of experiment to "prove" to the rest of society. That next step is that the word and the mental generalization (the world of forms the ancient Greeks obsessed absurdly about) are not reality, merely a flawed tool we use to address that reality and the object we intend and our own mind perceiving of that object and describing it in words exist independently of the word itself.
As for time, remember what the Romans wrote even on the walls of Pompeii, "Eat, drink and be merry! For tomorrow we dine in Hades!" Indeed, see you there.
Years ago, in a pool of improperly disposed of motor oil in the corner of my ex-girlfriend's parent's yard, I was amazed to discover mushrooms that started growing in the oil and looked like they were consuming the oil. Each winter, when mushroom conditions were ripest, they returned until the stump the pool of oil gathered around sprouted new branches and started growing again. Turns out there are species of mushrooms that consume oil on the surface of the planet.
So this doesn't shock me at all, its an example of how regardless of humanity's arrogance, life on Earth will be around long after our species and its descendants cease to exist, to think otherwise is to prove one's ignorance.
I love the Bay Area, native to the East Bay and no matter how hard I try to escape, I always find myself crawling right back to San Francisco's sweet embrace, but in case it isn't clear to the people just arriving and driving the cost up higher than London, Paris or Berlin, its never been anything less than an excellent example of the horrible things people will do to each other and the planet to satisfy their impulse for either money or power. Superfund sites abound in the six counties around the bay, plastic in your food is probably the least of your actual worries.
> Mattie came from far away, from New Orleans into the East Bay. He said, 'this is a Mecca!' I said, 'This ain't no Mecca, man. This place is fucked!' Six months go by, he has no home, he has no food, he's all alone. Mattie said, 'fool me once, shame on you.' Didn't fool him twice, he moved back to New Orleans!
- "A Journey to the End of the East Bay", Rancid