I don’t think that would really help enough.
I would think some sort of marathon training would be more realistic. Maybe adding in a little observational training & sprinting practice too (like the only Krav class I went to started with, 10 minutes of “how to avoid a fight”)
Fair enough.
I know the red stuff they drop from the air is super nasty, I should have figured the other foam is too (they are for basically the same job, they may even be the same, except the airplane dropped ones are more useful if visually distinct so maybe the “regular” ones don’t have all that red dye…)
“Do your own research” is fine advice — to researchers. “Do your own research on pandemic diseases” is good advice to an even smaller subset of the population — virologists, immunologists, etc.
It’s horrible, irresponsible, wrong advice to give to web surfers, Fox and Frauds viewers, Q-suckers, evangelicals, etc.; pretty much anyone who hasn’t been trained to actually perform or read scientific research.
Instead, you’re much better off advising people to pay attention to advice from people who have devoted their careers to researching diseases. If you’re not sure who that is, ask your doctor or health care provider, not the Googles, politicians, preachers, or other random acquaintances who aren’t in the health care profession.
Interesting Simpsons episode, never saw it.
You remind me of the man that lived by the river. He heard a radio report that the river was going to rush up and flood the town, and that the all the residents should evacuate their homes. But the man said, “I’m religious. I pray. God loves me. God will save me.” The waters rose up. A guy in a rowboat came along and he shouted, “Hey, hey you, you in there. The town is flooding. Let me take you to safety.” But the man shouted back, “I’m religious. I pray. God loves me. God will save me.” A helicopter was hovering overhead and a guy with a megaphone shouted, “Hey you, you down there. The town is flooding. Let me drop this ladder and I’ll take you to safety.” But the man shouted back that he was religious, that he prayed, that God loved him and that God will take him to safety. Well… the man drowned. And standing at the gates of St. Peter he demanded an audience with God. “Lord,” he said, “I’m a religious man, I pray, I thought you loved me. Why did this happen?” God said, “I sent you a radio report, a helicopter and a guy in a rowboat. What the hell are you doing here?”
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