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While these fishermen were out on their boat‚ they realized a creature was struggling and needed help. As they approached‚ they discovered a monkey begging for a rescue. The fishermen jumped into action‚ using a paddle to help navigate the monkey onto the boat. The monkey was purely exhausted‚ so it’s a blessing that these fishermen arrived at the time they did. This powerful video just shows the impact of noticing those who are in need around you. Whether it’s another human or an animal‚ it’s so important to take time to give a hand. This monkey rescue went off without a hitch‚ and viewers were so glad that the monkey made it safely out of the water. This image is from YouTube. “Love how the monkey accepted the help instead of fearing the humans‚” noticed one viewer. This monkey was so in need of a rescue‚ they didn’t have much of a choice! “Little acts of kindness and humanity in general make my heart smile like nothing else‚” commented another viewer‚ affected by the generosity in the clip. Take the time to notice your surroundings and‚ when you can‚ lend a helping hand. The featured image for this post is from YouTube. The post Exhausted Monkey Desperately Treads Water Until Fishermen Offer A Paddle appeared first on InspireMore.

Mythbusters has a reputation for taking things literally‚ and in this episode‚ they tested how bulls actually act in a china shop. Spoiler alert: it’s not how you’d think! The Mythbusters crew often tests everyday myths and literal interpretations of common phrases. In this episode‚ they set up a mini china shop in a bull pen to see how the bulls would perform. They didn’t act like “bulls in a china shop” at all‚ it turns out! @plutotvuk most surprising mythbusters result ever? #Mythbusters #Myth #Bull #Funny #PlutoTV #PlutoTVUK ♬ original sound – Pluto TV UK – Pluto TV UK Rather than ramming into the cabinetry and knocking down plates‚ the bulls proceeded with an “almost dainty” amount of care‚ as Grant put it. I agree with the Mythbusters crew on this one — I had no expectations that these bulls would be so polite! This image is from TikTok. Mythbusters fans took to the comments to express who they think the old adage should really be about: deer. “Now deer‚ those things would break every dish‚” said one fan. “I’ve seen deer in places they shouldn’t and they always destroy the whole place by the time they’re done‚” commented another. I guess we should all be saying “deer” in a china shop‚ instead! The more you know! The featured image for this post is from TikTok. The post “Most Surprising Mythbusters Result Ever?” Testing Bulls In A China Shop appeared first on InspireMore.

Our partner Rob Brezsny‚ who has a new book out‚ Astrology Is Real: Revelations from My Life as an Oracle‚ provides his weekly wisdom to enlighten our thinking and motivate our mood. Rob’s Free Will Astrology‚ is a syndicated weekly column appearing in over a hundred publications. He is also the author of Pronoia Is the Antidote […] The post Your Horoscope for the Seasonal Equinox – ‘Free Will Astrology’ From Rob Brezsny appeared first on Good News Network.

Missed the other parts? Find them here: Check out Part 1 Part 2 is here. Part 3 Part 4 And here’s Part 5 Dear Diary‚ It’s me‚ Jessica. The day after we went to the market‚ we started putting the windmill together.  Mr. Miller was trying to ‘conserve’ the fuel‚ but it would take us nearly all day long to cut a three-foot wide log into four‚ three-foot high bases for the windmill’s four legs using a manual two-person log saw.  Mr. Miller got out a large chainsaw and did the whole job in less than a half hour.  He then fired up the tractor to lift the logs and put them in the place where Dad said to.   Diary‚ it sounded strange and yet comforting to hear the tractor run.  Something from the distant past‚ yet familiar. Dad measured the distances of the four bases six times‚ each time making a minor adjustment using a heavy‚ six-foot-long breaker bar.   Mr. Miller then used a smaller chainsaw to cut ‘rough’ notches into the base logs‚ where the windmill’s legs would slide into‚ and then be bolted down using heavy metal straps as some of the things Mr. Miller traded for.  Dad used a mallet and wood chisel to finish out the notches using a scrap piece of wood of the same size as the windmill’s legs.   While Dad was working on the notches‚ the rest of us laid out the legs and nailed cross members to them. Dad had finished the second notch when we stopped for lunch.   Mrs. Miller laid out lunch at the kitchen table: grilled cowboy ham steaks‚ potatoes‚ a slice of buttered bread and a glass of milk.  Diary‚ it was fantastic.  Even the grilled pork fat was good. While I ate‚ I listened to Mr. Miller and Dad talk.   Mr. Miller said normally‚ it was about this time of year when he and the other farmers would place bulk orders of fuel for that season.  Since the power went out‚ Mr. Miller conserved as much fuel as he could.  He did not harvest as many crops last fall as he usually does.  Just enough for their personal use and some to trade.  Enough to get the livestock through the winter and the next season’s planting seed and let the rest to the ‘wildlife.’    With no outside ‘markets’ to sell to‚ he cut back milking the cows to once a day‚ culled part of the herd saved on hay and fuel.  He still had about two-thirds of the fuel left in the tanks.  With an ‘additive’ to keep the fuel from going bad‚ he could get what he had left for at least another season‚ maybe two.  After that‚ things would get ‘interesting.’  They had the horses and Mr. Miller knows oxen can be used as beasts of burden.  He figured he had broken and trained horses‚ but an ox?  He shrugged his shoulders and said when the cows calved out this year‚ he would take a few bulls‚ castrate them into steers‚ and raise them by hand to make them more ‘docile.’  Then he would try to train them.  One thing he had a problem with was things like a yoke‚ the tack to fit the oxen‚ and mainge a plow.  Dad sat back and stared at the ceiling for a moment.  He then looked at Mr. Miller and said he would look into that and not to worry.  Mr. Miller smiled and thanked Dad. Mr. Miller then talked about how he and other farmers in the area were discussing setting up a breeding program—a breeding program for not just dairy cows and cattle but everything from hogs to sheep to goats to rabbits‚ even working dogs‚ and who could train them.   Diary‚ it was then when the importance of long-term thinking hit me. I helped Mrs. Miller clear the table while she sent Olive and Daisy to fetch two buckets of water each to wash dishes.  Mrs. Miller washed‚ I dried.  We were doing ‘small’ talk when she suddenly said that I had become an impressive young lady.   Diary‚ I blushed and said something off-hand like‚ “I don’t know about that!” Mrs. Miller stopped washing‚ plate in hand‚ and said with a smile‚ “Oh‚ I do.  And so do a lot of other people.  You are a lot stronger and more confident than when you first came here.” We had just finished the first set of legs when the dogs began to bark.  Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked down the road when we heard the sound of horse hooves.  Everyone ran to where their rifles were‚ I was the first to mine being the closest.  I shouldered my rifle and was about to bring it to bear as the riders came up the drive when Mr. Miller shouted‚ “Easy there‚ Rambo! It’s okay! That is my sister Janet‚ her husband Justin‚ and their kids‚ David and Charlotte!” I lowered the rifle muzzle toward the ground‚ but kept it in the pocket of my shoulder‚ just like Jack taught me. “Easy there is right‚ Miss Rambo‚” Janet said to me with a broad smile as she rode past. Justin touched his leather-gloved hand to the brim of cowboy hat and greeted me simply‚ “Good afternoon‚ Miss Rambo.” David and Charlotte were young‚ maybe twelve or thirteen‚ both wearing cowboy hats like their parents‚ rode past saying nothing.  They had two very large horses tethered to their horses‚ behind each of them.  They looked like those big horses in the beer commercials during the ‘big’ game.  All the horses were loaded down with saddle bags‚ packs and other things.   Janet dismounted from her horse and ran to Mr. Miller‚ giving him a big hug.  Mr. Miller held her tight and then broke the hug and said‚  “We have been so worried about you‚ Justin‚ and the kids.” “It is a long story‚ but we are here.  Finally.” Mr. Miller told Billy‚ Daisy‚ Olive‚ and me to take the horses into the barn‚ remove their tack and baggage‚ rub them down‚ feed and water them‚ and then return to the house and sit down at the kitchen table to hear their story. Diary‚ who is ‘Rambo?’ Entry two: Here’s what they told us. Justin and Janet lived on a small forty-acre ranch backing up to a state park outside a large town.  The furthest edge of the sub-burbs was about twenty miles as the crow ‘flies‚’ but with the hills‚ the twisting two lane county road‚ mostly up hill‚ added another ten miles.  At a higher elevation‚ they would get snow while the town would get rain.  They were pretty isolated with the closest neighbors about a half mile in one direction‚ to mile down the road in the other. They always kept small livestock‚ and gardens.  They had the horses which the kids competed in hunter-jumper.  Hunting was part of their tradition.   They did not have any problems after the power went out.  Until about five days after the polar vortex.   Justin guided one of the big Percherons out of the barn and into the corral when the big horse got the smell of something he did not like and began to pull back.  Then in the woodline‚ the sound of something moving through the brush.  Justin turned the horse around‚ and led it back into a stall in the barn.  He secured the barn door and walked quickly to the house.  He heard more movement in the woods.  Whoever it was‚ did not care about making that much noise or did not know how to move in the woods quietly.  There were more than a few of them‚ too. Justin walked quickly back to the house‚ called Janet and the kids to hallway closet where the gun safe was hidden in the back.  As he handed out their rifles and extra magazines‚ he calmly explained there were people in the woodline on the one side of the house.  If they had bad intentions‚ it would happen quickly.  He instructed them they were to aim‚ shoot‚ and move on to the next target.  Not to hesitate.  Use the range markers in the yard and the ones he had painted on the trees at the edge of the woodline for accuracy.  If they looked like they wore military uniforms or wore body armor‚ aim for their belt line.  Pull the furniture back from the windows and use them as rests.  He told Janet he would be outside‚ behind the wood pile‚ to keep them from getting behind them and away from the barn.  Janet and the kids opened the front of the house windows and set themselves up on the furniture with their rifles like Justin told them. Kneeling behind the wood pile‚ Justin could now see shadowy movements in the treeline.  Then someone let out something he guessed was supposed to be a battle cry but sounded more like an old truck with a loose belt.  Several others in the woodline responded weakly.   Then they charged.   There were dozens of them.  Some with rifles‚ shooting as they ran‚ others with handguns‚ and a few with shovels‚ pick axes‚ and baseball bats.  Justin‚ Janet‚ and the kids returned fire‚ dropping the attackers‚ but they still kept coming on.  Justin began to feel a sense of panic at the possibility of being overwhelmed and began shooting faster.  A few of them‚ mostly those with gardening or sporting goods for weapons‚ seeing their comrades falling in numbers‚ turned and ran back for the woodline.  Then‚ three of them with ‘Molotov’ cocktails came running toward the house.  Justin got one when he felt the bolt lock back on an empty magazine.  Either Janet or the kids got the second.   Justin had just finished slapping a fresh magazine into his rifle when he looked up to see the third man launch his cocktails into the air.  Everything seemed to stop as everyone watched it’s trajectory.  It landed squarely on the garage roof with the sound of shattering glass.  The roof was on fire. Their attackers began cheering.  The Molotov man‚ arms raised in the air‚ gave a victory yell.   Justin shot him in the throat.   Thinking the battle was over and over‚ the remaining attackers turned back toward the woodline to wait for the fire out.  Justin‚ Janet‚ and the kids continued to shoot them‚ dropping another half dozen.   Diary‚ a few months ago‚ I don’t know how I would have felt about that. Now‚ after having to save Daddy‚ I think I would have done the same thing‚ knowing that if I didn’t‚ they would come back. Justin ran back into the house told Janet he was going to use home field advantage to attack them‚ they would not be expecting it.  Save what they could and get it into the barn.  He gave her a quick kiss and was out the back door. Janet called the kids to her.  She explained the house was on fire and they only had minutes.   She told David to grab all the canned and dried goods he could out of the pantry and put them in the backyard – no condiments. Then‚ the firearms and ammo‚ and the camping gear in the basement.   Charlotte was to go to each bed room and toss all their clothing out the windows—whole drawers—and then all the winter jackets‚ rain gear‚ and riding gear.   Janet took up the same position Justin did behind the wood pile to watch for any attackers.  She stole a glance upwards to see thick‚ black‚ oily smoke rising into the air.  There was not much of a breeze to feed the fire‚ but it still was spreading across the garage and into the trusses. All at once it seemed to take forever for the kids to get the stuff out and yet too fast as the fire to spread to the main house.   Charlotte announced she was ‘done.’  Janet looked over to see piles of dresser drawers and clothing piled up outside of the bedroom windows.  Janet said‚ good‚ and pulled the clothing away from the house. A few moments later David said he got as much as he could of the camping gear‚ but smoke was now in the main house.   They stopped what they were doing when they heard a gunshot in the distance.  Then another one.  A long pause‚ then another.  There was no return fire.  Janet made a decision and told the kids to start gathering everything and take it to the barn.  She would help but looked over her shoulder to the woods and hoped Justin was okay. When Justin returned nearly an hour later‚ the entire house was on fire.  The panic he briefly felt was gone when he saw the one barn door open.  When he walked in‚ Janet and the kids ran over to hug him.  He reassured them he was fine.  When asked what happened he just said he caught up to some of them and left it at that.   Janet and the kids were organizing and taking inventory of what they had saved from the fire.  While they finished‚ Justin took a reusable grocery bag to see what he could take off the dead on their lawn.   As he gathered up handguns and rifles‚ he noted most of those with handguns only had the magazine in the gun. No other additional magazines.  Those with rifles only had two or three extra magazines.   One of the men with body armor Justin shot‚ was on his side.  Justin aimed for the man’s belt line‚ had to lead a bit as the man was running‚ when the shot took him on the inside of his leg where the thigh met the groin.  The exit wound was an explosive mess nearly blowing the entire leg off.  Justin was using premium hunting ammunition for white-tailed deer.  The man must have bled out in minutes.  After taking the rifle and the two magazines off the dead man‚ he noticed the smell over the smoke.  It was the smell of something rotting.  It was too soon and still too cool for decomposition to have set in that fast.  Using a stick to not touch the body‚ he opened the mouth.  The stench was worse.  The man’s teeth were rotting.  A few were missing.  Justin check half a dozen other bodies.  They were the same.  Their clothing also hung off them very loosely.  A few had leather belts with new holes made from a nail or something of the like to keep their pants from falling off.   If it were not for the earrings he would not of known the body was of a girl‚ perhaps a young woman‚ it was hard to tell.  He used the stick to remove her dirty‚ pink knit winter hat with the pom-pom.  Patches of her hair were missing.  He dropped the stick and walked at a fast pace for the barn. When he entered‚ Janet asked if he was okay.  He gave a smile and set the bag of handguns and magazines down and dumped the rifles on the floor.  They had finished organizing and an inventory of the supplies.  Justin looked around at the amount of canned and dry goods.  David said he was sorry. He grabbed peanut butter.  He did not think it was a ‘condiment.’  Justin could not help but laugh and said it was okay. All the weapons and ammunition were there. Justin was looking over the camping gear when he spied the GPS.  It was only a few years old‚ but looked toy like compared to the newest ones on the market before the power went out.  It used either rechargeable batteries or double As.  He picked it up and pressed the power button.  Despite not been used in over a year‚ it powered up.  There was no signal‚ but it still had all the maps loaded.  Justin pressed a few buttons when a plan began to ‘formulate’ in his mind. Dad politely interrupted Justin‚ announcing we had to go as it was getting late and we needed to get home for dinner. Diary‚ I did not realize it‚ but I was on the edge of my seat!  I wanted to hear more‚ the heck with dinner! About 1stMarineJarHead 1stMarineJarHead is not only a former Marine‚ but also a former EMT-B‚ Wilderness EMT (courtesy of NOLS)‚ and volunteer firefighter. He currently resides in the great white (i.e. snowy) Northeast with his wife and dogs. He raises chickens‚ rabbits‚ goats‚ occasionally hogs‚ cows and sometimes ducks. He grows various veggies and has a weird fondness for rutabagas. He enjoys reading‚ writing‚ cooking from scratch‚ making charcuterie‚ target shooting‚ and is currently expanding his woodworking skills. The post Dear Diary‚ It’s Me‚ Jessica: Part 6 appeared first on The Organic Prepper.

You may have heard people claim the longest word in the English language is “antidisestablishmentarianism‚” a dusty old term that's defined as the “opposition to the withdrawal of state support or recognition from an established church.” With 28 letters and 12 syllables‚ it is certainly a mouthful‚ but it isn’t necessarily the lengthiest. Bury your head deep into the murky corners of the complete English lexicon and you’ll find that much longer words exist. The word that takes three hours to saySome people contend that the longest word in English has 189‚819 letters‚ starting with “methionyl…” and ends with “...isoleucine.” As tempting as it is‚ we won’t be typing the word out in the full as it will take hours upon hours. In 2017‚ YouTube behemoth MrBeast posted a video in which he mumbles through the entirety of the word and he clocked in just under 2 hours. Other attempts have reportedly taken up to 3 hours.     The word is the full chemical name of Titin‚ the largest known protein that’s made up of over 34‚000 amino acids. It’s so unbelievably long because it’s essentially listing all the amino acids in the chain that form the protein.However‚ it might not be strictly accurate to call this a “word”. You won’t find it in any dictionary as most lexicographers believe such names are “verbal formulae” as opposed to actual words.PneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosisIf you want a less controversial contender‚ “pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis” is said to be the longest word currently listed in Oxford dictionaries. This is a 45-letter word that refers to a lung disease caused by inhaling tiny silica particles from a volcanic eruption. Once again‚ some purists may take issue with the inclusion of this word as it’s a technical term that's not used in day-to-day communication. Furthermore‚ some argue that the word is contrived – that is to say‚ the people who created the word intentionally made it ridiculously long to break records. Indeed‚ it wasn’t organically coined by a doctor or scientist‚ but forced into the English language in the 1930s by Everett M Smith‚ the former president of the National Puzzlers' League.The world’s longest wordBeyond English‚ many other languages host stupendously extended words. German is well-known for its compound words where numerous words are stuck together like Lego bricks. With 63 letters‚ Germany’s longest was “Rindfleischetikettierungsüberwachungsaufgabenübertragungsgesetz”‚ which described a law developed in 1999 during the BSE crisis to regulate beef labeling in the German state of Mecklenburg-Vorpommern.By 2013‚ however‚ the BSE problem was largely controlled and the law was repealed‚ consigning the word to the dustbin of history. Today‚ the longest word you’ll find in a German dictionary is “Kraftfahrzeughaftpflichtversicherung”‚ which has something to do with car insurance.According to the Guinness World Records‚ the longest word in the world features 195 Sanskrit characters‚ transliterating to 428 letters in the Latin alphabet. Used to describe the Tamil Nadu region of India‚ it goes something like this: ------------------------------------------------------

"I reassure you the Biden campaign is safe. There is no presence of the Trump campaign in the streets of America. None at all."  That paraphrase of Saddam spokesman Mohammed Said al-Sahhaf‚ aka "Baghdad Bob‚" at the beginning of the Iraq war in 2003‚ with American tanks rumbling into Baghdad‚ could have been Joe Scarborough on Friday's Morning Joe. Scarborough claimed that Trump's financial travails "are the sort of things that may not show up in stupid polls in March." He rolled tape of Never Trumper Stuart Stevens analogizing the Trump to a bag filled with water. It might not be leaking‚ but there'd come a time when it would catastrophically collapse!  Scarborough said Stevens analogized the race to 1980 race between Carter and Reagan. It was considered a toss-up till the very end‚ until Reagan broke away in the last weekend. Which is really weird‚ because Biden is no Ronald Reagan. Biden is very much like Jimmy Carter: a man presiding over inflation and foreign-policy fecklessness.  Scarborough was clearly feeling defensive about his shameless shilling for Biden. At the end of his spiel‚ he imagined people out there saying‚ "he's whistling past the graveyard." "No I'm not‚" insisted Joe. "You look at the fundamentals! It doesn't make sense that‚ that Donald Trump is going to pull this out at the end." Riight. Bet Scarborough can't wait for that next call from his phone buddy Biden‚ praising his latest effort on behalf of the team. Note:  Jen Palmieri‚ a former Obama communications director who performed the same function for Hillary's 2016 campaign‚ committed some unintentional humor.  She kvetched that the media isn't sufficiently covering the facts that Trump has been having financial problems‚ and that he has been indicted 91 [sic‚ now 85] times! In fact‚ there has been wall-to-wall MSM coverage‚ brimming with schadenfreude‚ of Trump's difficulties in raising the half-billion bond in the NY civil fraud case. And it seems a virtual MSNBC requirement that any segment on Trump be prefaced with a description of him as the "twice-impeached‚ defendant in four criminal trials‚  facing 91 [recently reduced to 85] felony charges‚ found liable for sexual assault" former president. But the media is going too easy on Trump. Yeah‚ that's the problem‚ Jen! Democrats think the media is "underdoing it" until they have a massive lead in the polls. They expect the media to magically make it "right." Here's the transcript. MSNBC Morning Joe 3/22/24 6:03 am EDT JOE SCARBOROUGH: What a nightmare. I'm dead serious here. What a nightmare it has to be‚ being a part of Donald Trump's campaign‚ being grossly underfunded‚ and knowing that Trump has put his family in charge of the RNC‚ for being a Republican candidate down ballot. I've been one of those before. You're just praying that the RNC can help you out. And knowing all of that money is going for a guy who's just completely beyond cash strapped. I mean‚ for a  lot of legitimate reasons. Again‚ we said this yesterday. There are a lot of billionaires that wouldn't have $500 million lying around. But they really are‚ he has along‚ but they're really leveraging his campaign for his personal use. And it's -- these are the sort of things that may not show up in stupid polls in March. This is the shhh-- stuff [laughter on set] that as you make that final turn after Labor Day‚ this is when things -- and I'm not saying it's going to happen‚ but I thought Stuart Stevens had good a pretty good insight. Said everybody's talking about how this race looks right now‚ he said. To Stuart‚ and he knows a thing or two about campaigns‚ he says it's looking like 1980 in reverse. Where‚ you know‚ Jimmy Carter‚ Ronald Reagan‚ all year‚ too close to call. And things just flipped near the end. And that's what Stuart says. And if you look how things are lining up‚ we don't know what's going to happen the next six months‚ but‚ man‚ if‚ if you look any of the fundamentals about politics‚ this is -- this looks like -- this looks like Stuart may be onto something.  And Alex told me they got Stuart's bite here. Play Stuart real quick‚ and we'll talk about it. STUART STEVENS: My image of the Trump campaign is somebody walking around with a paper bag full of water. I don't think it's going to leak‚ but when this thing goes‚ it is going to go quickly.  And I think there's a good chance we're going to have a situation like 1980 in reverse‚ where Carter was tight with Reagan until the middle of October‚ and then kind of the bottom fell out for Carter.  . . .  JEN PALMIERI: You know‚ I think that we don't talk enough about Trump's weaknesses‚ and the fundamentals of his campaign are very weak. You know‚ it's like‚ he doesn't have any money. He has 91 counts against him‚ four indictments‚ trials that he's like trying to balance‚ and he can't raise any money. He's got to raise half-a-billion dollars by Monday.  And then‚ with the Biden‚ I think we need to brace for the -- I bet you'll agree with this. Like‚ the polls might not change in Biden's favor until the fall. SCARBOROUGH: Right! PALMIERI: Like‚ that's when people are going to start to pay attention. SCARBOROUGH: And just so people understand‚ we went into the final week‚ and I'm old enough to remember this. And I know Donny is. Final weekend. There was I think‚ you know‚ Time magazine came out‚ back when we had magazines‚ when we were younger people and had magazines to read. The Friday before the Tuesday election in 1980‚ nobody knew if Jimmy Carter was going to win or Ronald Reagan was going to win. And [blows out air]‚ just a collapse over the weekend.  And you look [pounds table] at the fundamentals. You look at the fundamentals. You look at the economy. And wee're going to show an ad. Are you better off than you weref our years ago? Damn straight you are‚ unless you're Donald Trump. Like‚ the fundamentals in every way. The money‚ the economy‚ you name it. This week‚ we find out Jay Powell's doing three interest rate cuts.  And by the way‚ people are like‚ if anybody's out there going‚ he's whistling past the graveyard. No I'm not. I'm just telling ya. You look at the fundamentals! It doesn't make sense that‚ that Donald Trump is going to pull this out at the end.