“We have to be careful about historical comparisons, but Albert Einstein during the 1930s was denounced by the German authorities for being wrong and his theories were denounced and one of the reasons of course he was denounced was because he was Jewish. They got 100 German scientists in the pay of the government to say that he was wrong and Einstein said ‘Look, if I was wrong, one would have been enough.’”
*Thank you, Sir Clicky! Don’t forget my ashtray*
*…/moves …Alright, got it!*
It may seem paradoxical that the robust identification of one of the most important environmental causes of disease of the 20th century occurred in a totalitarian state. The first case-control study of smoking and lung cancer originated in Nazi Germany in 1939 and found that heavy smoking was strongly related to the risk of lung cancer.
*By George, Clicky! Thank fuck photoshop came along to help the Experts present their case. They still can’t explain the transplant paradox… /sigh*
Clearly there were considerable links between the promotion of particular lifestyles and the racial hygiene movement.
*Follow the money? Okay*
In 1942 the Institute for the Struggle against the Dangers of Tobacco was established at the University of Jena, where a second case-control study of smoking and lung cancer was carried out.2 This was a convincing investigation in which the authors showed a sophisticated understanding of the potential biases that could distort epidemiological findings. The institute from which this study was run was supported by 100 000 reichsmark of Adolf Hitler’s personal finances.1
*Well, if the capno–phobia fits, Clicky… or maybe it’s just about “feel good politics”…*
*Ah, Eliza-who-can-Doolittle, except ask silly questions…*
“Give me three good reasons why Britain should be part of Europe”
*Europe is a geographical name, Clicky… /rolls eyes… I suppose it’s her way of being seen to be ‘above politics’*
*Indeed, Clicky. Have a Song…*
‘A secondary school in Southend has come under fire after it announced a new initiative to combine sexual education with politics.’
‘A number of outraged parents have already threatened to remove their children.’
The headteacher at Southchurch Academy Grammar School, a mixed-sex school for ages 11-18 with sixth form facilities, believes that the so-called ‘Don’t Pull Out’ campaign will combine two key messages: that ‘pulling out’ isn’t a safe alternative to wearing a condom, and also that the UK should remain in the EU.
“Teenage pregnancy rates have never been higher in Essex, and so by encouraging pupils aged 11 and over to steer clear of pulling out, an incredibly dangerous and ineffective form of contraception, we can hopefully drive these numbers down. Also, this is an ideal opportunity to let them know the dangers of the UK pulling out of the European Union, and our senior managers have spent many hours writing a joint curriculum for sex education and political studies that combines these two subjects in a groundbreaking manner.“
Head Sir Marlon Dipper continued: ‘Right away, every student in the school will get an information pack with condoms that have the iconic and magnificent EU flag on the wrapper, and these are presented inside a leaflet that explains how leaving the union could damage businesses and drive other cultures and languages away from the UK.’
However, a number of parents have complained. Michael Spooge has a daughter in Year 7, and he said: ‘This is a disgraceful way to educate our children. They should be left to make up their own mind about our nation’s future in Europe, and in any case an 11-year-old girl doesn’t even need to think about this kind of thing at her age.’
There has been a similarly negative reaction from local sexual health awareness groups, with one campaigner Millie Wick threatening to distribute 10,000 Union Jack condoms to South Essex teens through the main GUM clinic in Southend Town Centre.
dip one’s wick
verb phrase
To insert one’s penis; do the sex act; screw: You dipped your wick just like the rest of them (late 1800s+)
“Have you seen this?” Thoughtful Man handed a small fat book. Something had tickled him; there were tears in his eyes.
“‘Passport to the European Union’? Where did you get this?” I turned the cover to read ‘This is not a travel document!’. I felt the ‘Duh!’ on my lips.
Thoughtful Man grabbed it back, eager to get me to the right place. “It’s Kit’s. He was given it at Junior school. I found it in the drawer. Dated 2012, so probably for the Olympics.” He thumbed through the pages. “Look, start here at the UK and read the famous people listed.”
“David Beckham, Paul McCartney and William Shakespeare. Okay?” I looked up expectantly.
“There are separate entries for England, Scotland, Northern Ireland and Wales, too. England’s next.” He flipped the page.
I could see the amusement on Thoughtful Man’s face but couldn’t figure out the reason. “Newton, Rowling and Foster. Scientist, author and architect. That’s a good mix. What’s so funny?”
He winked. “Now Scotland.”
I turned the page.
“Wait.” He hugged the book to his chest and skipped a page. “Now Northern Ireland,” he said, handing the book back to me.
His obvious mirth was infectious and I started smiling though I didn’t really know why. “Now,” he intoned gravely, “guess which famous people they listed for Wales.”
“Dunno. Dylan Thomas. Richard Burton. Bertrand Russell?” My eyes skipped down to the page.
“Fireman Sam!” Thoughtful Man could contain the laughter no more and out it bellowed. “Only Fireman Fucking Sam.”
“Only Huw Fucking Edwards! Double whammy!” I could feel the crow’s feet dig into the plumpness of my cheeks, drawing them up tight to make room for the grin that engulfed the the lower half of my face.
“If I were Welsh, I’d be furious. Fireman Sam?” Thoughtful Man shook his head. “Ha. I wonder who they listed for Germany.” He wandered off, book in hand.
Oh hello, Clicky, I forgot you were there. Have a Song…
Library of Libraries 