#electric bike taxis

[motogadi]

Uber Warns Delhi's Plan to Allow Only Electric Bike Taxis to Impact Millions of Livelihoods

Uber has raised concerns over Delhi’s plan to allow only electric bike taxis in the city. The move could adversely affect the livelihoods of over 200,000 drivers and would be detrimental to the environment. Uber has raised concerns over Delhi’s plan to allow only electric bike taxis in the city, stating that the move could adversely affect millions of livelihoods. The ride-hailing giant said…

[theinfinitedivides]

and not HYBE lying about what kind of scooter it is................................

on the fucking scooter my brother...........................

[targaryenrealnessdarling]

Simple Joys

An 'It's Who We Have' Oneshot

Summary: after a few months, Billy ventures outside of London to feel somewhat normal, and brings her along for the ride | Word Count: 2k~ | Warnings: just fluffy

A/N: my boyf took me to goose fair to cheer me up and I couldn't help but think of my favourite pair 😭

When she thought of her life in London, the first word that came to mind was busy. Always busy. Rubbing shoulders with people everywhere you go, fighting for your life running around tourists and least of all the incessant beeps of rowdy taxis and weaving out the way of electric bikes.

So the first thing she thought when Billy said he wanted to take her up to Nottingham one cold October evening, she thought it might be the same.

And yes, while there was a certain hustle and bustle about the place, it was like a breath of fresh air. Billy had been uncharacteristically quiet since they left London, a small, secretive smile on his lips as he glanced around the familiar city centre.

With their hands linked, fingers intertwined, she caught him looking at her, his eyes twinkling with amusement. His hair pushed slightly to his forehead from the hat he was wearing to cover his ears from the chill. Equally, she was grateful for the thick scarf around her neck. The midlands was bitterly cold.

“What you looking so happy about, eh?”

Billy shrugged, his arm moving to casually drape over her shoulders. “Just excited to show you a bit of my world. You’re always dragging me to your fancy London spots, figured it’s my turn now.”

He leaned in close, his lips brushing her ear. “You ever heard of the Goose Fair?”

She furrowed her brows at him, half amused, “assuming there are no geese involved?”

Billy chuckled, his breath warm against her ear. "Not a single one, surprisingly," he said with a smirk. "Over 700 years, and not a goose in sight. But I promise, it’s a hell of a lot more fun than it sounds. Rides, games, all the dodgy fair food you can handle."

She grinned, shaking her head. "You really know how to sell it, Billy."

He walked in front of her, the Council House coming into view behind him as he walked backwards. He seemed so aloof that she couldn't help that warm fluttery feeling in her stomach. “Proper day out with the locals.”

She found herself smiling, excited not just for the fair, but for the chance to see this side of Billy, the carefree, playful part of him that rarely had a chance to surface.

As they approached the Goose Fair, the air thickened with the scents of sugary doughnuts, frying onions, and the rich aroma of caramelised popcorn. The sound of distant screams from the towering rides mixed with the low hum of chatter from families, couples, and groups of friends wandering the packed fairgrounds. Bright lights blinked from every direction, illuminating the sprawling rides, food stalls, and game booths, all surrounded by the hustle and bustle of one of the oldest fairs in the country.

Billy’s hand found hers, squeezing it gently as he pulled her through the crowds, using his body as a sort of meat shield. 

“First things first,” he beamed, his tone playful, “you’ve got to try the mushy peas.”

“I’m fairly certain I’ve tried mushy peas, Billy,” she laughed, raising an eyebrow. But she didn’t protest as Billy led her toward a food stall, handing over a few coins in exchange for a steaming polystyrene cup, thankful then for her thick gloves.

"You’ve got to have mushy peas," Billy said, holding out a forkful with a grin. "It’s a Goose Fair tradition."

She eyed the peas suspiciously, then sighed and took the bite, trusting his enthusiasm. As the taste hit her, her eyes widened in surprise, and she froze mid-chew. “It’s minty?!” 

Billy burst out laughing at her reaction, barely holding the fork steady. “You should see your face.”

She shook her head, still processing, blinking at him with amusement. “I was not prepared for that at all.”

"Hey," Billy said, feigning offence, "this is fine dining where I’m from. Just wait until I get you on one of the rides after all this. You'll be thanking me when you’re dizzy and full of carbs.”

She laughed it off at the time, but Billy was not joking. And as they stepped up to the dodgems, she realised she might’ve underestimated him.

The ride roared to life, and within seconds, Billy’s eyes gleamed with the mischievous focus of a man on a mission. He gripped the wheel, glancing at her with a wicked grin. "Hold on tight," he warned, just as they lurched forward.

She barely had time to register what was happening before Billy veered sharply, locking his sights on a pair of unsuspecting kids in a bright red car. He slammed their car from the side with a cackle, sending them spinning. “Got 'em!” he shouted triumphantly.

“Billy!” she gasped, wide-eyed and laughing at the same time. “You’re going after children!”

He only smirked in response, dodging another car and steering straight for a teenager who had been too cocky behind the wheel. “No mercy,” he muttered, tapping the accelerator.

She gripped the side of the car, laughing through her protests. “I thought you’d be... I don’t know, charmingly bad at this or something.”

It was so so nice to see Billy happy. Carefree. No furrowed brow or distant gaze, no shadow of the weight they'd been carrying for so long. Just him, fully in the moment, grinning like a kid between lovesick glances. For so long, they had been in survival mode. From that horrific day at Cranstead Fields to the fallout that followed, every step had been a fight to just stay afloat. But today… today, it felt like they were finally catching their breath.

It was strange to think it had only been that July it happened. It felt like a lifetime between then and now. She couldn’t help but smile as she watched him laugh, a thick swallow of emotion easing her shoulders, his whole body relaxed in a way that had been rare to see. He was healing. They were healing.

Her heart swelled at the sound of it, his laugh, unguarded and free.

It was here, she thought with amusement, that he had a competitive streak, something rarely seen in any of his interactions back in London. And she saw the twinkle in his eyes reignite as they stopped by a ring-toss game booth. “Right,” he said, rolling up his sleeves, “time to win you something.”

She shot him a sceptical look, arms crossed. “Billy, these games are rigged.”

He smirked, grabbing a ring with a confident twirl. “Maybe for the average bloke,” he said, winking at her.

His confidence was admirable, and the first few attempts were predictably off-target, much to her amusement. But Billy, determined not to be outdone, narrowed his eyes and focused, launching the final ring with precision. It sailed through the air and landed perfectly on the peg, causing the stall worker to give a resigned, tight-lipped smile.

“All right, mate,” the worker said, handing Billy a tiny plush toy shaped as a goose. “She’s yours.”

Billy turned to her, a wide grin spreading across his face as he held out the stuffed goose. “Told you I’d win something.”

As the night wound down, they found themselves standing in front of a massive ride, The Stargazer, a swinging chair ride that took riders high up into the sky, offering a breathtaking view of the fair and the city beyond.

“Up for one more ride before we call it a night?” he asked, already knowing her answer.

They strapped in a loveseat, and soon, the ride lifted them high into the cool evening sky. As they soared through the air, the fair spread out beneath them like a sea of twinkling lights, the city glowing softly in the distance. For a moment, it was just the two of them, floating above it all, the wind whipping through their hair.

Billy looked over at her as his hand slid around her waist, his heart swelling with something that felt both terrifying and exhilarating. The glow of the lights reflected in her eyes, and for a moment, everything else disappeared, the past, the chaos, the danger. It was just her, the night, and this feeling.

“I’m glad we came,” he said softly, his voice almost lost in the wind. “It’s nice, having something… normal.”

She smiled, leaning into him, her head resting on his shoulder. “Yeah, it is. We deserve this.”

He let the words settle between them, a quiet acknowledgment of everything they’d been through. Now, here they were, sharing something simple, something normal, like a ride under the stars. And somehow, that made it feel even more precious.

Billy pressed a gentle kiss to the top of her head. “We do.”

They were drunk on the night, on each other, intoxicated by the simple joy of being together, of having survived so much and still finding this lightness in the world.

“I can’t believe you took me to a fair,” she murmured, glancing up at him with a soft smile. “It feels like a dream. And you! Driving like a maniac on the dodgems?”

Billy chuckled, his grip around her tightening as he kissed the top of her head. “Hmm…impressed though?”

She laughed, shaking her head. “Yes, baby, consider me thoroughly impressed.”

The path they walked together slowly became quieter, pulling them into a quieter, more suburban part of town, where they'd be staying with Billy's Aunty and Uncle for the weekend.

“You think your Auntie Jean will still be awake?” she asked, stifling a yawn as they approached the house.

Billy grinned. “Oh, she’ll be waiting up. Probably with tea and biscuits, knowing her.”

Sure enough, as they approached the front door, a soft light flickered in the window, and the smell of something sweet drifted out from the house. For a short moment he refrained from knocking on the front door, and simply held her beneath the dim glow of the porch light.

With a quiet exhale, Billy reached out, his fingers brushing against her cheek, cold from the night but warming under his touch. Her breath hitched slightly as his thumb traced along her jawline, and she felt the warmth bloom in her chest, the kind that only he could stir.

It reminded her of the time he'd kissed her in Cranstead Fields that summery evening. Except this time, she doubted he tasted like WKD.

He gently tucked a strand of windblown hair behind her ear, his hand lingering as his thumb grazed her skin. Her cheeks tingled, not from the cold, but from the tenderness in his touch, the quiet love that had been growing between them for so long.

“You’re beautiful, you know that?” Billy’s voice was low, barely above a whisper, but the sincerity in his words hit her like a wave.

She felt her heart skip as she met his gaze, her hand sliding up to rest against his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath her fingertips. How alive he felt. “Only when you look at me like that.”

Billy’s smile widened, and without a word, he leaned in, pressing his forehead gently to hers, their noses brushing. His breath mingled with hers, and for a moment, they stood there, wrapped in their quiet intimacy.

“I’m so lucky,” he whispered, his lips brushing hers as he spoke, the words carrying a weight that made her heart swell.

And then, softly, tenderly, he kissed her. It wasn’t rushed or urgent, but slow and full of all the hardship they’d carried through every moment, every challenge. It was a kiss that promised something real, something lasting.

When they finally pulled apart, their foreheads still resting together, both of them breathing softly, she smiled, her eyes sparkling with quiet joy.

“Let’s go inside. Get warm,” she whispered, though neither of them seemed in any rush.

Billy grinned, his thumb tracing her cheek one last time before he reached for the door. "Yeah," he said softly, still holding her close. “After you, baby.”

The warmth hit their bones instantly, and even past the incessant questions from Auntie Jean between offers of cups of tea and something to nibble on, she and Billy would meet eyes across the room, and it would still manage to make her blush the way he looked at her.

There was no need for words. This kind of love, friendship, everything, had no need for declarations. Just the simple, undeniable truth that they were meant to be here, together.

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[rideboomindia]

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[strictlyfavorites]

A young cashier told an older woman that she should bring her grocery bags because plastic bags weren't good for the environment. The woman apologized, "We didn't have this green thing back in my day."

The young clerk said, "Your generation did not care enough to save our environment for future generations." She gave him a firm stare and a hard grin and said “Back then, we returned milk bottles, soda bottles, and beer bottles. The store sent them back to the plant to be washed sterilized and refilled, so it could use the same bottles over. They were recycled.

Grocery stores bagged our groceries in brown paper bags, which we reused for numerous things. We walked upstairs because we didn't have an escalator in every store and office building. We walked to the grocery and didn't climb into a 300-horsepower machine every time we had to go two blocks.

Back then, we washed the baby's diapers because we didn't have the throwaway kind. We dried clothes on a line, not in an energy-gobbling machine burning up 220 volts -- wind and solar power did dry our clothes back in our day. Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing.

Back then, we had one TV, or radio, in the house -- not a TV in every room. The TV had a small screen the size of a handkerchief, not a screen the size of the state of Montana. In the kitchen, we blended and stirred by hand because we didn't have electric machines to do everything for us. When we packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, we used wadded-up old newspapers to cushion it, not Styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap.

Back then, we didn't fire up an engine and burn gasoline just to cut the lawn. We used a push mower that ran on human power. We exercised by working so we didn't need to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity.

We drank from a fountain when we were thirsty instead of using a cup or a plastic bottle every time we had a drink of water. We refilled writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and we replaced the razor blades with a razor instead of throwing away the whole razor just because the blade got dull.

Back then, people took a bus and kids rode their bikes instead of turning their moms into a 24-hour taxi service. We had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of sockets to power a dozen appliances. And we didn't need a computerized gadget to receive a signal beamed from satellites 23,000 miles in space to find the nearest burger joint. But the current generation laments how wasteful we old folks were just because we didn't have the green thing.”

The cashier stood there still and quiet as the old lady found her wallet to pay. Then lady turned to leave but stepped back and turned toward the cashier. She said “You have a world of knowledge in that little device in your hand. Pity you just use it to gossip, take pictures, and waste time. It would do you good to search a bit of history before you embarrass yourself like this again.

Forward this to another selfish old person who needs a lesson in conservation from a smart-ass young person.

[floridaboiler]

Back in the day!

Anyone age approx 35 or over should read this - copied from a friend ... Checking out at the supermarket recently, the young cashier suggested I should bring my own bags because plastic bags weren't good for the environment. I apologised and explained, "We didn't have this green thing back in my earlier days". the cashier responded, "That's our problem today. Your generation did not care enough to save our environment for future generations".

She was right about one thing--our generation didn't have the green thing in “Our” day. So what did we have back then? After some reflection and soul-searching on "Our" day here's what I remembered we did have.... Back then, we returned milk bottles, pop bottles and beer bottles to the store. The store sent them back to the plant to be washed and sterilized and refilled, so it could use the same bottles repeatedly. So they really were recycled. But we didn't have the green thing back in our day.

We walked up stairs, because we didn't have an escalator in every store and office building. We walked to the grocery store and didn't climb into a 300-horsepower machine every time we had to go two blocks. But she was right. We didn't have the green thing in our day.

Back then, we washed the baby's nappies because we didn't have the throw-away kind. We dried clothes on a line, not in an energy gobbling machine burning up 240 volts -- wind and solar power really did dry our clothes back in our early days. Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing. But that young lady is right. We didn't have the green thing back in our day.

Back then, we had one TV, or radio, in the house -- not a TV in every room. And the TV had a small screen the size of a handkerchief (remember them?), not a screen the size of the state of Wales. In the kitchen, we blended & stirred by hand because we didn't have electric machines to do everything for us. When we packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, we used wadded up old newspapers to cushion it, not Styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap. Back then, we didn't fire up an engine and burn petrol just to cut the lawn. We used a push mower that ran on human power. We exercised by working so we didn't need to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity. But she's right. We didn't have the green thing back then.

We drank from a fountain when we were thirsty instead of using a cup or a plastic bottle every time we had a drink of water. We refilled writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and we replaced the razor blades in a razor instead of throwing away the whole razor just because the blade got dull. But we didn't have the green thing back then.

Back then, people took the bus, and kids rode their bikes to school or walked instead of turning their mums into a 24-hour taxi service. We had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of sockets to power a dozen appliances. And we didn't need a computerized gadget to receive a signal beamed from satellites 2,000 miles out in space in order to find the nearest pizza joint. But isn't it sad the current generation laments how wasteful we older folks were just because we didn't have the green thing back then?

Please post this on your blog so another selfish old person who needs a lesson in conservation from a smarty-pants young person can read this!

[foxes-that-run]

2020 Haylor Timeline

Timeline Tag, or years 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016, 2017, 2018, 2019, 2020, 2021, 2022, 2023 and 2024.

21 January - Andrea treated for brain tumor and chemo

29 January - Harry shoots the watermelon sugar MV in Malibu. The director later says “The production process was fast! We shot in a location in Malibu. It was a private beach at this amazing house. Harry actually owns a watermelon farm in a secret location that we can’t disclose. So the day before the shoot we went with our whole crew, make-up artists, set decorators, focus pullers you name it! We all rolled up our sleeves, got stuck in and did the biggest harvest anyone in the USA has ever seen!”

31 January - Miss Americana documentary released.

2 February - Harry at Glenne Christiaansen's (Jeff's GF) birthday in Los Angeles. Huge whale cake that gets on his face.

3 February - Harry arrives London

14 February - Harry played Two Ghosts on Radio 2, the only time since 2018, anniversary of Style MV release. He also covered Joni Mitchell Big Yellow Taxi.  Taylor also in London for NME awards, Joe goes with her. She says hello to every one there including Matty Healy. Harry is robbed at knifepoint.

18 February - Harry at Brit awards, went to same after party as Kendall

23 February - Harry's Tiny Desk Concert recorded in LA, the Lover CD Is in the background. Taylor was there in October.

24 February - Taylor and Joe in London for his birthday, arrived under umbrellas carrying a dictionary, Ed laughing.

26 February - Harry on today show in colour block cardigan. Xander watches with Jeff rumour he then visited Xander Ritz in phlli.

28 February - Harry's Sirius XM Secret Session for Fine Line. Harry tells a story about wawa with Xander. Seen with Xander in ny

29 February Roman Farrow said he’s a swiftie and has framed a letter she wrote him after Catch & Kill https://x.com/RonanFarrow/status/1233562581094293504

1 March - Harry SNL after party

2 March - Harry's last pre-pandemic show is at the Bowery Ballroom. Replaces the Beachwood cafe with Bowery ballroom in falling.

5 March - When Howard Stern asked Harry about marriage his response was "People’s relationships are different now, everyone’s open 👀 and people have different things."

13 March - US Travel ban (except UK), California Shelter in place orders. 17 March UK Travel ban. 16 March Taylor posts asking fans to cancel plans and stay home, shares photo so Meredith

17 March UK travel ban

18 March - Harry driving in La with Xander

25 March - Announced HSLOT rescheduled to 2021

27 March - Harry releases “at home with Harry styles” pandemic playlist with Zane Lowe. ‘This will be our year’ is #13, 27 songs. Includes blue nile, later mentioned on TTPD

March - June Taylor and Harry stuck in LA for 3 months. Harry told Zane Lowe he was in LA, stayed home for 6 weeks then booked and went to Shangri-la studio to record. LNT, Daylight, keep driving and Sushi. (24 Mins)

2 April - Harry seen riding a motorcycle beside Kendall Jenner and Fai Khadra.

5 April Harry seen in la and again

11 April - Harry drives his mercedes convertible in Beverly Hills same as Taylor had in Begin Again

17 April - 2020 Lover Fest tour postponed to 2021, later cancelled. Told Zane Folklore started then. Joe IG photo of Benjamin

18 April - Taylor soon you'll get better

29 April - Joe instagram photos

19 May Taylor releases City of Lover

21 May - Harry rode electric bike LA

25 May - date Too Much Sauce leak recorded. Still in LA

31 May - Taylor records video in Long Pond about home studio. Joe school thing

22 June - rumours Harry messaging Daisy Lowe.

29 June - Harry seen in London

9 July - Harry Styles Sleep story

18 July - Harry back in uk, drove to Italy and back with Tomo Campbell, he talks about this in the Zane interview. Driving moustache photo in HH CD

Over the summer Styles took a road trip with his artist friend Tomo Campbell through France and Italy, setting off at four in the morning and spending the night in Geneva, where they jumped in the lake “to wake ourselves up.” At the end of the trip Styles drove home alone, accompanied by an upbeat playlist that included “Aretha Franklin, Parliament, and a lot of Stevie Wonder. It was really fun for me,” he says. “I don’t travel like that a lot. I’m usually in such a rush, but there was a stillness to it. I love the feeling of nobody knowing where I am, that kind of escape…and freedom.” Harry for Vogue

20 July folklore announced 17 hours before its release. William Bowery is credited for Exile and Betty. Released on 1D's 10 year anniversary. In the Zane interview, Taylor says they continued working on Evermore.

31 July - Harry with a fan in Italy in an outfit in his later post about making Harry’s House. Also driving a tractor in Italy.

13 August - Harry followed Yan Yan on IG and liked some posts

17 August Harry in Studio in Bath. Recorded Daylight, Sushi, Keep Driving and Late night talking in this period.

3 September - Taylor posts about iHeartAwards from home

? September - Long Pond was recorded with Joe as WB and Tis the Damn Season written, Doretha already written.

6 September - Olivia Wilde and Jason Sudekis at beach in Malibu with Nanny and kids. In the 2022 Nanny tell all the Nanny said they were happy then but Olivia told Harry it had been over for a while when it had not been.

11 September, Olivia Wilde met and cast Harry in Don't worry Darling, filming began October.

16 September - Taylor performed Betty in person at ACM awards in Nashville.

18 September Harry in London

22 September - Harry driving car and boat in Italy filming golden

27 September Harry in LA

6 October - Harry dinner with mystery girl

25 October - OW carrying Bode bag later thought about Harry

26 October - DWD starts filming

28 October - Harry signs a record and a fan posts a letter than his car broke down and he fed their fish. Deux moi said it was a cover because his friend with benefits was house sitting. The friend with benefits is thought to be Nicole branch.

5 November - DWD halts production due to COVID on set. In tell all the Nanny said Olivia moved out down the street 'that is how she left us' because of COVID on set which was true. Jason Sudukis also later says to GQ they broke up in November

11 November - Harry films Valiant Roar scene in DWD, which includes Dita Von Teese who later repeats the Scene in the Bejeweled Music Video. Also described in Rolling Stone article with OW and possibly referred to in loml as valiant roar. Date odly specified in DWD BTS, also dinner party scene, OW wears Harry's pink beanie in the BTS during dinner party scene.

12 November Deux Moi posts that a “one direction heartthrob” and “a list singer” used the same private chef

13 November - Harry on cover of Vogue, after this the Peace ring only appeared occasionally

25 November long pond sessions on Disney + Joe announced as William Bowery

26 November Harry returns to la to film DWD, California maybe written here

3 December - DWD filming palm springs. Fan says they served Harry and OW at Apple Pan

11 December evermore released, taylor’s zane lowe interview, at 49:34 she pauses a lot and struggles to talk about Joe being William Bowery.

19 December Harry jingle ball seems flat

30 December - 7 photos of Joe and Taylor thought to be taken 31 December 2016 hack/leak. Only 7 photos?? She is wearing a pink wig while he shaves. OW wearing necklace she later says was a gift from Harry.

Continue to 2021

[climatecalling]

Big Oil faces a tiny foe on the streets of Asia and Africa. The noisy, noxious vehicles that run on two and three wheels, carrying billions of people daily, are quietly going electric — in turn knocking down oil demand by one million barrels a day this year. ... The global majority doesn’t roll on four wheels. In Nairobi and Hanoi, motorcycles serve as taxis. In Mumbai, scooters can carry a family of four. In China, electric bicycles are how millions commute. “Electric bikes are quieter, much more efficient and good for the environment,” said Jesse Forrester, the founder of Mazi Mobility, which has 60 electric motorcycle taxis, known as boda-bodas, on the roads in Nairobi. “There’s a quiet revolution now in Kenya driving this transformation for the future.” .... In Darbhanga, a new acid-battery rickshaw, like the one Mr. Rai drives, sells for around 175,000 rupees, or $2,100. That’s half the price of a new rickshaw powered by natural gas. Charging the battery costs 20 rupees (25 cents), one-fourth of the price of filling a gas tank. The rebates seem to be working. Reliance Industries, India’s biggest company, is converting its three-wheeled cargo vehicles from gas to electric. Food delivery services are going electric as quickly as possible.

No paywall: https://web.archive.org/web/20231209105128/https://www.nytimes.com/2023/12/09/business/energy-environment/two-three-wheel-electric-vehicles.html

[sooniessoulmate]

𝙳𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚈𝚘𝚞 - 𝚌𝚑.𝟿 - 𝙷𝚊𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

𝚌𝚑.𝟾 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟶

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟿 : 𝚠𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐

The morning sun shining through the window wakes you from your peaceful slumber. You rub your eyes before looking around your dorm, seeing Donghyuck is still fast asleep on your sofa. You slowly sit up in bed, looking over at him peacefully sleeping.

You smack the pillow that his head is resting on. “Get up,” you order. When he doesn’t respond you hit the pillow harder and yell “GET UP.”

Donghyuck rolls over, pulling the blanket up over his face, “let me sleep. I don’t have class this morning.”

“You gotta get up,” you snap. “Yeji might be worried about you.”

“Shit your right,” he quickly sits up, grabbing his phone. “Fuck, when did she text me?”

“Just go back to her room so she won’t worry,” you huff.

“Yea I’m going now,” he nods, standing up from the sofa. He quickly leaves your place, going to her room and walking inside, only to find an empty room. He plops down onto the bed before attempting to call her.

“Where are you, Yeji?” he asks. “I’m in your room.”

“I’m at Lia’s,” Yeji explains. “We’ve been working on our report since last night.”

“Want me to come pick you up?” he offers.

“No,” she states with no explanation.

“Ok,” Donghyuck sighs. “Well, have a good day and try to get some rest. I worry that you’re working too hard.”

“You’re the best,” Yeji says. “Love ya, Hyuck.”

“I love you too, Yeji.”

You sit on your bed, pouting by yourself. You can’t stop yourself from thinking about last night.

Donghyuck got onto his motorcycle, waiting for you to get on the back, when you saw a white Mercedes pull over in front of Yeji. The windows were tinted but you thought you could see a man sitting in the driver’s seat.

“Hop on,” Donghyuck ordered. When you didn’t instantly listen he turned to look at you.

Yeji was already inside the car and it was pulling away.

“What’s wrong?” he wondered, you shook your head as you climbed onto his bike, slowly grabbing his waist.

Why didn’t you tell him what you saw? Would he have believed you if you had mentioned it? By the time Donghyuck noticed something was wrong with you, Yeji was already out of sight so it was probably better that you didn’t say anything at all. You rub your face feeling completely defeated.

You finally get up and get ready for your classes, heading outside hoping to quickly get a taxi. You definitely don’t feel like walking. You look around with no signs of a taxi, after glancing at the time on your phone, Donghyuck pulls over on his bike.

“Do you want a ride?” he asks.

“What about Yeji?” you wonder, not wanting to cause an issue for the two of them.

“She’s fine,” he sighs, scrunching his nose. “Are you coming or not?”

You look around, weighing your options, “nah, I think I’d rather take the bus.”

“Stop playing hard to get,” he laughs, “get on.”

“I said no,” you snap, becoming frustrated that he never listens to you but deep down you kind of appreciate his determination.

“Fine,” he sighs. “If you won’t come with me then I guess I won’t go either.” He smiles with that classic shit eating grin on his face as he gets off of his motorcycle holding a light purple helmet in his hand. He gently places the helmet onto your head with no resistance from you and secures it firmly while looking into your eyes.

You sigh when he turns to get back on his bike and slowly crawls onto the back. You don’t want to grab his waist because you do not want to feel that electricity shoot through you, like it does every time you touch. Donghyuck takes off with more speed than normal which forces you to grab onto him, instinctively.

He drives to the university, parking his bike where the other motorcycles are parked. You hop off, taking your helmet off, handing it to him once he was standing in front of you.

“I’m hungry,” he states, rubbing his stomach. “Are you hungry?”

“Yea a little,” you nod.

“Ok so…” Donghyuck starts.

“But I already made plans with my friends,” you lie. “I’ll see you around.” You turn, quickly running towards the university building. 

“Y/N WAIT!” he yells, hoping you would come back to him.

You ignore his calls, continuing to run to the canteen. You purchase a blueberry muffin and sit at a table alone. While You zone out, thinking about everything that is happening in your life, Donghyuck sits across from you at your table. He places a vanilla sweet cream cold brew down on the table. “Here I got this for you,” he smiles, proudly. “I figured you could use a little comfort since you clearly got stood up by your friends.” 

You turn to look away, biting your lip out of frustration. “You give me such a headache,” he sighs. “One minute you're so sweet to me, then the next you’re all cold. I never know what to expect.”

“You don’t need to expect anything,” you snap.

“Why can’t I?” he wonders. “Since we are…”

His phone starts to ring, stopping him from finishing his statement. He quickly answers the call, after seeing Yeji’s name on the screen. He glances at you, briefly, before speaking. “Hey baby,” he says. 

Those words made you feel something unexpected. It’s almost the same feelings you felt while watching Jisung with Karina. But this is different, you were in love with Jisung and this, well this is just Donghyuck. You still can’t stand him and nothing is going to change that. You exhale slowly, trying to not show any emotions or expression on your face. 

“I’m at the university…Oh? You’re back at the dorm? Ok baby, make sure you get some rest ....If I don’t worry about you then who would I worry about?” he asks.

You zone out, trying not to listen to his conversation any longer. Without thinking, you reach over and start to pick the chunks of garlic out of his food. This gets his attention and sees the sad look on your face.

“I’m gonna let you go,” he announces. “I’ll see you soon, babe.” Donghyuck disconnects the call, laying his phone on the table before looking at you. “What are you doing?” 

“Nothing,” you panic. “I’m bored so I um well I was just wasting time.”

“Hmm, really?” Donghyuck asks. “Were you picking the garlic out of my food because you remembered that I don’t like it?”

You don't respond, he caught you red handed and there really isn’t any other reasonable excuse you could say. You pout, looking down at the table, refusing to make eye contact with him. “You’re so cute,” he smiles, reaching over and gently touching your cheek.

You knock his hand away, “stop doing this. Stop trying to hang out with me and stop talking to me. I don’t know why you’re acting like this anyways, you and I are nothing,” you state, coldly. 

“But we did…you know…we did it,” he smirks with a wink.

“Yea and it was just that,” you snap, fighting off tears. You don’t want to have to be mean but if you are going to get through to him, you know what you have to do. “If you feel responsible for that, don’t. I’m a big girl and I made the choice to do that. It’s not on you at all. And besides, that is not a reason for us to get together, people hook up all the time and never see or talk to each other again.”

Donghyuck wants to speak up and tell you the real reason he’s been hanging around you. The reason not being the one night of passion that you two shared but he fights the urge. 

“Do I need to remind you?” you snap. “I’m the one who was trying to get with your best friend and you hate me. So now that I listened to you… I’m no longer in love with your friend and I’m leaving him alone…you should leave me alone as well.”

“Really, Y/N?” he sighs. “Is that really how you see me?” You don’t, but you said what you said and you can’t take it back now. “Answer me, damn it,” he demands. 

You can see the pain in his eyes when you finally look at him but, you have to force him out of your life. “For me…you’re just another guy.” You pick up your trash and quickly walk out of the cafeteria, fearful you will cave if you continue looking at him with such emotion on his face.

After class is dismissed follow your friends into the hallway. You immediately stop walking once you notice Donghyuck standing in the hallway.

“Hey,” Doyoung smiles.

“Can I borrow your friend?” Donghyuck asks.

“But I have nothing to do with you,” you snap, grabbing YangYang’s arm pulling him in the opposite direction, “let’s go eat.” You feel someone grab your arm, pulling you back.

“I won't keep you long, I promise,” Donghyuck states. He doesn’t give you an opportunity to refuse as he pulls you away from your friends and into a staircase.

“What are you going to do?” you ask, looking directly into his eyes.

“You told me this morning that you no longer have any feelings for Jisung,” he huffs. “But I don’t believe you. When you ‘love’ someone, is it really that easy to walk away?”

“You can make all the assumptions that you want,” you snap, raising your voice in order to show your seriousness. “But I’m honestly done with him.”

“And what made you move on so quickly?” Donghyuck asks, raising an eyebrow while cocking his head at you. “Or do you have feelings for someone else?”

YES! You want to scream it out loud. You want to punch him for making you feel this way. But you don’t say anything at all.

“Who is it?” he pushes. “Is it that kid you had on the rooftop? Or Jaemin?”

“Anyone…” you say, starting to get mad. “But you.”

You saw the cockiness leave his face being replaced with discouragement. “Come with me,” he whispers.

“Where to?” you ask.

“To assure me,” Donghyuck continues, “that you’re really over Jisung. Once I’m sure, then I can interpret the way you looked at me earlier.”

He grabs your arm pulling you behind him. You walk through the locker room, on the other side you see Karina and Jisung sitting together on the edge of the pool.

“Hey Sung,” he calls, “can I join you?”

“Of course,” Jisung smiles.

Donghyuck looks at you, analyzing your facial expressions, but only seeing anger. “What’s wrong?” he whispers, “can’t handle seeing a loving couple?”

You glare, “aren’t you afraid that this is going to make them uncomfortable?”

“Why would I be, if you no longer love him it shouldn’t be an issue,” he raises an eyebrow. “Wait for me here.”

Donghyuck goes back inside of the locker room, leaving you standing alone. You watch as Karina stands and retrieves two bottles of water for her and Jisung. They act as though they’re the only people that matter when they are together. You feel a rush of jealousy but not the same kind of jealousy that you used to feel. It’s different, you no longer long to be with Jisung in that way, you now wish you could have that with someone else. 

Donghyuck returns wearing only a bathing suit. You subconsciously look him up and down, smirking slightly at how amazing he looks.

“What are you looking at? You like what you see?” he asks, smirking. Not giving you time to respond he announces, “I’m gonna swim.”

“Hey Hyuck, you wanna do a double swimming race?” Jisung asks. “So I can practice too?”

“Of course,” he smiles. “You team up with Karina and I’ll be with Y/N.”

“What?” you gasp, meeting Donghyuck’s pleading eyes. How could you say no to that? You sigh before going into the locker room, returning wearing your bathing suit.

Karina and you dive into the pool at the same time racing down the lanes while Jisung and Donghyuck watch on.

“Y/N isn't half bad,” Donghyuck smiles, proudly.

Jisung looks at him suspiciously, “and what made you want to join our swimming practice? You never come when I ask.”

Donghyuck glances at you still swimming then back at his friend, “well nothing really.”

“Oh yea?” Jisung asks. “Did you just want to bring her to the pool?”

Donghyuck doesn’t answer, mainly because he doesn’t know how to exactly. He can’t explain to his friend what his real intentions are and Jisung couldn’t possibly understand. He prepares to dive in when you return. He notices a fresh blood stain on the diving platform. Once you touch the side of the pool, Donghyuck dives in and proceeds to swim, attempting to beat his friend who is already swimming and in the lead.

“Come on, Sungie,” Karina yells. “Faster, faster. You got this.”

Jisung reaches the platform first, but only seconds before Donghyuck. He can see the look of disappointment on your face. He lifts himself out of the pool and walks off, leaving you behind with Jisung and Karina, quickly returning with a bottle of water in his hand. He pushes you on to the swimming platform, forcing you to sit while he kneels down in front of you. He gently lifts your right foot up, pouring water onto the bottom of your foot, where you have an open wound.

“How did you know…” you ask, “...that I hurt my foot?”

“I saw the blood on the platform,” he explains, looking up at you.

“Are you that smooth?” you scoff.

“It’s like when you noticed my shoes,” he continues.

You look around with your eyes, but quickly land back on him.“Sooo…did you get your answer?” you ask.

Donghyuck stares intently into your eyes. “I know the answer about you and Jisung.” he says, glancing in his friend's direction. “I believe you now when you say you no longer have feelings for him.”

“How can you be so sure?” you ask.

“By the way you look at him,” he explains. His phone that was sitting on the bench starts to ring. He runs over to answer it before he misses the call.

“Hey, Yeji,” he says. “Late again, babe?”

You watch him from the swimming platform. Your heart is still pounding from when he touched your foot and it excites you that he openly expressed that he cared about you.

“Ok,” he sighs. “Please make sure you take care of yourself.”

You don’t wait for him to return to where you were sitting, you stand up and walk into the locker room to get changed out of your bathing suit.

Jisung walks over to his friend, “hey,” he sighs.

“Hey,” Donghyuck sighs. “Good news is that I’m pretty sure she has finally given up on you.”

Jisung looks away from him, suspiciously, “and here I thought you wanted something else with her. You were just testing her?”

“Indeed,” he smiles. “Why are you so surprised?”

“I thought you knew for a while now that she no longer likes me,” Jisung smirks. “I’m almost certain that you brought her here for another reason.”

“What reason?” Donghyuck snaps.

“It doesn’t matter,” Jisung sighs. “But did you get your answer?”

“Kind of…but at the same time, I’m not sure,” he confesses. 

“In my opinion,” Jisung starts. “Things happen for a reason. But what I want to know is what are you planning on doing once you have your answer?” Jisung lightly pats his friend’s shoulder before walking away, leaving him to reflect on his situation.

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[dailyunsolvedmysteries]

15 Inventors Who Were Killed By Their Own Inventions

Marie Curie -  Marie Curie, popularly known as Madame Curie, invented the process to isolate radium after co-discovering the radioactive elements radium and polonium. She died of aplastic anemia as a result of prolonged exposure to ionizing radiation emanating from her research materials. The dangers of radiation were not well understood at the time.

William Nelson - a General Electric employee, invented a new way to motorize bicycles. He then fell off his prototype bike during a test run and died.

William Bullock - he invented the web rotary printing press. Several years after its invention, his foot was crushed during the installation of the new machine in Philadelphia. The crushed foot developed gangrene and Bullock died during the amputation.

Horace Lawson Hunley - he was a marine engineer and was the inventor of the first war submarine. During a routine test, Hunley, along with a 7-member crew, sunk to death in a previously damaged submarine H. L. Hunley (named after Hunley’s death) on October 15, 1963. 

Francis Edgar Stanley - Francis crashed into a woodpile while driving a Stanley Steamer. It was a steam engine-based car developed by Stanley Motor Carriage Company, founded by Francis E. Stanley and his twin Freelan O. Stanley. 

Thomas Andrews - he was an Irish businessman and shipbuilder. As the naval architect in charge of the plans for the ocean liner RMS Titanic, he was travelling on board that vessel during her maiden voyage when the ship hit an iceberg on 14 April 1912. He perished along with more than 1,500 others. His body was never recovered.

Thomas Midgley Jr. - he was an American engineer and chemist who contracted polio at age 51, leaving him severely disabled. He devised an elaborate system of ropes and pulleys to help others lift him from the bed. He was accidentally entangled in the ropes of the device and died of strangulation at the age of 55.

Alexander Bogdanov - he was a Russian physician and philosopher who was one of the first people to experiment with blood transfusion. He died when he used the blood of malaria and TB victim on himself.

Michael Dacre -  died after testing his flying taxi device designed to permit fast, affordable travel between regional cities.

Max Valier - invented liquid-fuelled rocket engines as a member of the 1920s German rocket society. On May 17, 1930, an alcohol-fuelled engine exploded on his test bench in Berlin that killed him instantly.

Mike Hughes - was killed when the parachute failed to deploy during a crash landing while piloting his homemade steam-powered rocket.

Harry K. Daghlian Jr. and Louis Slotin -  The two physicists were running experiments on plutonium for The Manhattan Project, and both died due to lethal doses of radiation a year apart (1945 and 1946, respectively).

Karel Soucek -  The professional stuntman developed a shock-absorbent barrel in which he would go over the Niagara Falls. He did so successfully, but when performing a similar stunt in the Astrodome, the barrel was released too early and Soucek plummeted 180 feet, hitting the rim of the water tank designed to cushion the blow.

Hammad al-Jawhari - he was a prominent scholar in early 11th century Iraq and he was also sort of an inventor, who was particularly obsessed with flight. He strapped on a pair of wooden wings with feathers stuck on them and tried to impress the local Imam. He jumped off from the roof of a mosque and consequently died.

Jean-Francoise Pilatre de Rozier -  Rozier was a French teacher who taught chemistry and physics. He was also a pioneer of aviation, having made the first manned free balloon flight in 1783. He died when his balloon crashed near Wimereux in the Pas-de-Calais during an attempt to fly across the English Channel. Pilâtre de Rozier was the first known fatalities in an air crash when his Roziere balloon crashed on June 15, 1785.

[the-eccentric-eclectic]

The future isn't electric cars, it's public transportation. As dr. Gupta says, lithium batteries are still very polluting, and don't exist in a large enough quantity to supply the world with enough electric cars to get everybody driving one.

The path forward that I see has well arranged public transportation in a spiderweb form rather than a wordweb. All areas connected to each other rather than all transport going to the city center. It is publicly funded through taxes so you don't have to pay every time you use the train or take a bus.

For the elderly and the disabled there are special taxis upon request. You can rent a car or a van when you really need one, electric ofc. But you have to specify the reason and if it's something dumb like 'going to the gym by car' it can get denied.

If you need a car for your job because you work in emergency services such as GP, cop, etc. you drive one from your work, which you park at your workplace at the end of your workday, after which you take public transport home. You need a special dispensation to drive a car. Your workplace needs a special dispensation to own and let you drive a car.

And imagine all the things we can do with the space that is freed up. First of all, cars actively discourage community, so neighbourhoods become a lot more social. All the extra lanes on highways that are suddenly no longer needed can be turned into strips of forests which work noise reducing. If all cars are electric and the amount driven falls by like 85% (I am pulling this statistic out of my ass, this is by no means based on any actual data) there will be significantly less noise anyway.

We can take parking spaces and turn them into pollinator gardens, community gardens, sensory gardens for children.

We can get on roads again without fear of being hit by some loser with a god complex and a tin can murder machine. We can walk, bike, convene, live.

[seabreeze2022]

Danube River Cruise 2024, Part 1. Day 1 Zurich

Flew out of MIA Wednesday Oct. 30, 2024 for Philadelphia. After a 9 hour wait we boarded the 7+ hour flight to Zurich Switzerland.

We lucked out and got the last 2 First Class seats. Arriving in Zurich at 0840 on the 31st. Just walk across the street at the airport and take a 5 minute train to the main train station in Zurich. The main stations are called HBF’s. For 30 euro we took a taxi from one side of the train station to Fred’s Guest House, on the other side of the train station. Which if we had walked out the other side of the train station is a 3 minute walk. But it was a safer bet to use the taxi.

Super nice staff at the hotel. Typical European hotel, very small elevator. Fitting in two Americans and their bags is almost an impossible feat.

After dropping the luggage in the room, we went walk about. The old part of the city is between Lake Zurich and our hotel near the train station.

This will be are stomping grounds for 30 hours. Just a little over a mile top to bottom. We end up walking about 7 miles the first day with a nap in between.

Old Zurich is known for its water fountains. Yes, the water is safe to drink. If you look to the left side at the base even dogs get to drink the water. Each fountain is different; some ordinary, some very ornate. Unless there is a particular theme for what is near by, the old standby is the lions head. This has an Anchor on the front. We are pretty close to a river and small marina. Note the two metal bars across the fountain under the water spout. Every old fountain has them. Can you guess why?

The Swiss drive on the right hand side of the road which makes it easy for us. But the Electric trams are everywhere. Bikes have their own lanes. We were able to figure out, when there is no stoplight, but there is a crosswalk. Trams, cars and bikes all give way to the pedestrian. You just needed to know whether there was a stoplight or not.

Look at this government building from 1917. Slate roof with a twist. Two cornucopia and a clock on the front. You have never seen so many clocks and advertisements for watches until you visit Zurich. Have you ever noticed every watch advertisement has the hands roughly at 10:10?

Wrought iron balconies are common. Majority of older houses are 4-5 floors. Common for a business to be ground floor and then apartments above. I doubt many have elevators. No fat Swiss.

End of a bridge across one of the rivers running through town. Very ornate lamps with a metal Lion sculpture on top.

Many of the really old houses paint their shudders in a one off design and color. I assume it was to facilitate people finding the address. You can see these from several blocks away. Pay attention to the photos below.

River cruise boats on Lake Zurich. Originally these were paddle wheelers. Not sure if the wheels work now or not.

Swans and seagulls being fed from the Quaibrucke (bridge). Fall colors still.

Looking across Limmat river.

Several of these were around town. I will give you a hint why in the next photo.

Bikes parked at the train station. Several hundred if not a thousand bikes around the station. One of many bike parking areas here. The previous photo was of a bike cycle pump.

No straight roads. Green shudders on the house.

Fish fountain with the Limmet river on the other side of the wall. Since there are no iron bars across the water you can tell it is a modern Fountain.

This is a door to the only church we went in. The inside of the church was fairly plain. The stain glasses were nice but not as picturesque as many of the churches we have been in.

Typical cobblestone side street, pedestrian only.

Old fountain (see the bars), water spewing from the lions mouth. I am sure there is story behind the old guy on the top reaching into the mouth of the lion.

Have you figured out the metal bars supported the pots people would put under the spout, then slid it back to the edge. Before carrying it home.

Look at the ornate building on the left.

This is viewing the Hotel Storchen (Hotel Stork) from across the Limmet River. They have a small platform you can bring a boat up too. On the roof to the right side is a sculpture of a mother stork and her baby in a stick nest. The church steeple in the center is for St. Peters church behind it.

Check out the nest on the top of the building.

The boss and the guy with the level were on vacation when the roof was built. Hope the home owner got a discount.

Roasted chestnuts, 4 euros. Heading back to Fred’s Guest house for a nap!

Fred immortalized on the side of his guest house. I think he got the idea from Conrad Hilton. Note the slightly open window on the building to the right. Nancy opened our window. The top fell into the room 6 inches. We thought she broke it.

[pansgoobernonsense]

biggest culture shocks in china (from an Chinese American)

specifically anqing, which is where I am atm visiting family

lack of wheelchair accessibility- like there’s no ramps or anything. my gram gram uses a wheelchair sometimes (super bad knees) and the amount of times we had to leave her behind was honestly crazy

2. people here are LOUD. like ik a lot of Europeans and such are always saying like “Americans are so loud!!” CHINESE PEOPLE YELL ON THE REGULAR. it’s so funny tbh cuz i can never tell if they’re angry or not

3. no privacy. my relatives keep telling strangers sensitive/embarrassing shit abt myself (low key kinda funny)

4. the driving (especially in the city) would send an American into a coma cuz there’s literally no traffic control or anything, people will be on bikes weaving around the cars and scraping past them by inches. like the control these people have over their vehicles is insane. i was in a taxi and i was panicking cuz we almost hit someone like 4 times in a row. Oh also NO SEATBELTS??? if the drivers in china were American I’d be dead thrice already bro

5. lack of plus sized accommodations for clothes. im not overweight/plus size, just a bit chubby. large clothes will not fit me here😭 ordered the largest size possible for a dress on taobao (Chinese amazon) and I couldn’t breath in it💀

6. squatty toilets. you gotta squat and piss into a hole in the ground. apparently the only reason there isn’t piss everywhere is bc the people have trained to aim their piss perfectly. this is only really in the restaurants but oml it’s so annoying and also like my grandma literally broke her back cuz she fell into the hole. it’s scary lowkey

7. people use motorcycles/electric bikes a lot instead of cars. Not that big of a shock but they’re EVERYWHERE. like parking lots have a section just for them it’s kinda wild

8. No credit cards, instead ppl buy stuff with online banking services similar to PayPal and shi so that’s kinda silly. especially wechat, Chinese people love wechat anyway china is the goat apart from the fatphobia that’s kinda not super skibidi of them😔

[rideboomindia]

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[gotviewsco]

A young cashier told an older woman that she should bring her grocery bags because plastic bags weren't good for the environment. The woman apologized, "We didn't have this green thing back in my day."

The young clerk said, "Your generation did not care enough to save our environment for future generations." She gave him a firm stare and a hard grin and said “Back then, we returned milk bottles, soda bottles, and beer bottles. The store sent them back to the plant to be washed sterilized and refilled, so it could use the same bottles over. They were recycled.

Grocery stores bagged our groceries in brown paper bags, which we reused for numerous things. We walked upstairs because we didn't have an escalator in every store and office building. We walked to the grocery and didn't climb into a 300-horsepower machine every time we had to go two blocks.

Back then, we washed the baby's diapers because we didn't have the throwaway kind. We dried clothes on a line, not in an energy-gobbling machine burning up 220 volts -- wind and solar power did dry our clothes back in our day. Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing.

Back then, we had one TV, or radio, in the house -- not a TV in every room. The TV had a small screen the size of a handkerchief, not a screen the size of the state of Montana. In the kitchen, we blended and stirred by hand because we didn't have electric machines to do everything for us. When we packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, we used wadded-up old newspapers to cushion it, not Styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap.

Back then, we didn't fire up an engine and burn gasoline just to cut the lawn. We used a push mower that ran on human power. We exercised by working so we didn't need to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity.

We drank from a fountain when we were thirsty instead of using a cup or a plastic bottle every time we had a drink of water. We refilled writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and we replaced the razor blades with a razor instead of throwing away the whole razor just because the blade got dull.

Back then, people took a bus and kids rode their bikes instead of turning their moms into a 24-hour taxi service. We had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of sockets to power a dozen appliances. And we didn't need a computerized gadget to receive a signal beamed from satellites 23,000 miles in space to find the nearest burger joint. But the current generation laments how wasteful we old folks were just because we didn't have the green thing.”

The cashier stood there still and quiet as the old lady found her wallet to pay. Then lady turned to leave but stepped back and turned toward the cashier. She said “You have a world of knowledge in that little device in your hand. Pity you just use it to gossip, take pictures, and waste time. It would do you good to search a bit of history before you embarrass yourself like this again.

[dailyunsolvedmysteries-movedd]

15 Inventors Who Were Killed By Their Own Inventions

Marie Curie -  Marie Curie, popularly known as Madame Curie, invented the process to isolate radium after co-discovering the radioactive elements radium and polonium. She died of aplastic anemia as a result of prolonged exposure to ionizing radiation emanating from her research materials. The dangers of radiation were not well understood at the time.

William Nelson - a General Electric employee, invented a new way to motorize bicycles. He then fell off his prototype bike during a test run and died.

William Bullock - he invented the web rotary printing press. Several years after its invention, his foot was crushed during the installation of the new machine in Philadelphia. The crushed foot developed gangrene and Bullock died during the amputation.

Horace Lawson Hunley - he was a marine engineer and was the inventor of the first war submarine. During a routine test, Hunley, along with a 7-member crew, sunk to death in a previously damaged submarine H. L. Hunley (named after Hunley’s death) on October 15, 1963. 

Francis Edgar Stanley - Francis crashed into a woodpile while driving a Stanley Steamer. It was a steam engine-based car developed by Stanley Motor Carriage Company, founded by Francis E. Stanley and his twin Freelan O. Stanley. 

Thomas Andrews - he was an Irish businessman and shipbuilder. As the naval architect in charge of the plans for the ocean liner RMS Titanic, he was travelling on board that vessel during her maiden voyage when the ship hit an iceberg on 14 April 1912. He perished along with more than 1,500 others. His body was never recovered.

Thomas Midgley Jr. - he was an American engineer and chemist who contracted polio at age 51, leaving him severely disabled. He devised an elaborate system of ropes and pulleys to help others lift him from the bed. He was accidentally entangled in the ropes of the device and died of strangulation at the age of 55.

Alexander Bogdanov - he was a Russian physician and philosopher who was one of the first people to experiment with blood transfusion. He died when he used the blood of malaria and TB victim on himself.

Michael Dacre -  died after testing his flying taxi device designed to permit fast, affordable travel between regional cities.

Max Valier - invented liquid-fuelled rocket engines as a member of the 1920s German rocket society. On May 17, 1930, an alcohol-fuelled engine exploded on his test bench in Berlin that killed him instantly.

Mike Hughes - was killed when the parachute failed to deploy during a crash landing while piloting his homemade steam-powered rocket.

Harry K. Daghlian Jr. and Louis Slotin -  The two physicists were running experiments on plutonium for The Manhattan Project, and both died due to lethal doses of radiation a year apart (1945 and 1946, respectively).

Karel Soucek -  The professional stuntman developed a shock-absorbent barrel in which he would go over the Niagara Falls. He did so successfully, but when performing a similar stunt in the Astrodome, the barrel was released too early and Soucek plummeted 180 feet, hitting the rim of the water tank designed to cushion the blow.

Hammad al-Jawhari - he was a prominent scholar in early 11th century Iraq and he was also sort of an inventor, who was particularly obsessed with flight. He strapped on a pair of wooden wings with feathers stuck on them and tried to impress the local Imam. He jumped off from the roof of a mosque and consequently died.

Jean-Francoise Pilatre de Rozier -  Rozier was a French teacher who taught chemistry and physics. He was also a pioneer of aviation, having made the first manned free balloon flight in 1783. He died when his balloon crashed near Wimereux in the Pas-de-Calais during an attempt to fly across the English Channel. Pilâtre de Rozier was the first known fatalities in an air crash when his Roziere balloon crashed on June 15, 1785.