Bill Gates Topping Toilet
Paved Way
to Heaven – via Poo-destroying Nano-technologies
By the trusty duo
with acknowledged expertise of
Derailing Commonsense and Motivated Profiteering
Derailing Commonsense and Motivated Profiteering
· Less
than 5 years from the inception of these lines set in my Hungarian vernacular,
and a Greta[3]
variation is seen emerging to bedazzle the World…
Gates[4],
standing erect wide open, to an inflow for dollar billions, via Microsoft.
Now he’s coming up with a new bite
bait. Which is about “Reinventing the Toilet”. A bold step toward a happier self-positioning,
anyway. Thus positioned, he with due moderation admits himself not to be an
inventor but a re-maker; whose efforts however run alongside wild ideas he
concocts and hazards as functional. But, a re-maker without re-serving gains
attention of the public only if he comes up with a design that attracts with a
hit that takes one’s breath away. This, as a pardonable side-effect, might
cause an incalculable setback on ceaseless chirping over the phones; while the
appetite whetted so by enticing a crowd to his smartly tuned-up privy is feared
to mount emotions, too: it may be bordering on the risk of throwing away many a
mute smartphone without a second thought on rushing for the new gizmo.
Poop P.
Lace:
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Eautarcie’s Bio-litter Toilet
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Factors to
compare
/respect:
technical
complexity
industry
background
troubleshooting
maintenance
service
demand
spare parts
user
friendliness
…?
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Readings:
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appearance é
principle ê and practice é
benefits ê
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Aftermath:
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vulnerability at every stage
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being served well at ease,
gaining true independence by detaching from sewerage
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Result:
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A bit less than nil,
at a loss of many more import,
at an expense few can allow.
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Full Nature-compatibility, + added:
savings on water-bill,
chance to leave centralized sewerage.
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Guaranteed:
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by UN, WHO, Water Summit etc.
to go through
via recommendations,
backing it prodigiously
with money uncounted, media unlimited.
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by LAW
to be prosecuted
via incessant crossfire,
hamstringing it by all means
among hostilities and legal actions.
(private comprehensive experience)
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Before such an upheaval starts at large, we hereby
dissect possible motives in an earnest hope to offer control thereby.
·
The attempt to
entice the wider public into adopting WIN10,
even by offering it free, has in the long run proved not to be a winning
tactic.
·
Whatever was the
plot behind, this woebegone offer is over, and WIN10 continues to bring profit the paved ways its ancestors did.
·
Yet, a seed may
have been discovered. Out of 7 billion inhabitants only about 2 billion have a
computer, thus any WIN.x akin is
doomed to get only a modest share of the bigger melon. But, if a specialist,
with a turnaround, inspects us from an angle we do not discern his keen
approach,[6] he might come in touch with areas more or less common
bodily in all the 7 billion.
·
To germinate this
seed, this same resourceful inspector pours thenceforth his thoughts with haste
into his dreamed toilet while reasoning inward thus. Even the humblest of
humans cannot circumvent pee-pooing, at least once a day. So, there can be no
bigger business than to get one’s hand linked to toilet.[7] Particularly, if an arrangement adds to this the
weighty Law as partner, whose iron-hand grasps any random-pooers and ushers
them under threat of penalties toward Bill’s
pastures.[8]
The feeble germ got thereby a sudden bloom, resulting
in the soonest a
Underlying, that
no other’s venture comes close to being regarded even for a split second as
competitive.
v Campaign: To create a one-hand orchestrated Platform that
highlights the minutest morsel of phantasmagoria imagined ripe for deserving
eulogies.
All these
machinations via his WIN.win
machinery already in-place.
v Prototype: In appearance a Lunar-ferry.
Rumour has it the shiny “typo”[10] consumes less than its orbital partner, at least in a
one on one challenge.
Success for it is
guaranteed even in ghettoes: One stolen Lunar-typo
could be an easy swap for two stolen street-limo.
One must be lunatic, if underappreciating these Lunar-advantages. Especially those accruing to Bill. Beyond the
dollar trillions, he seems destined to emerge beyond the Gods of Olympus. Soon
he may become the Everest-Demigod, Unquestionable and Popular
Eminent
of all beings (E-DUPE).
The inception of a megaproject about the matter is
timely, indeed: the World’s rising poo-stock is getting maturity, which
situation beckons to take both its heap and threat seriously and deal with the
matter along due considerations. And though a curiosity-driven sincere
confidence of fumbling with the matter results in less fame than a smelly
reputation for the intrepid anatomist, still more and more are seen to gather
and circle around it, mostly with hands off but with a head overfilled with
mountains of half-baked thoughts.
The force (which by its nature
or origin is dissimilar to any known and stands hitherto without any scientific
record[11]) that attracts now a sniffing tumult around this
matter, which never before came cheek-to-cheek with the fame of being publicly
exhibited along with products of likewise merits from modern painters, may be
related to the circumstances that follow: The one who gets his baked pipedream
first through, in a way that mesmerizes the public and bedazzles the critic at
the same move by his hot bakery, will get his hands on a twofold gain. His
cookies will sell like gold, on one hand; and he is sure to kick out
competitors forever, on the other hand. Thus, as a result of such
billy-bullying, the odds are high that any feature in Eautarcie’s
framework will be amongst the kicked-out. Despite that it works smooth at the
lowest costs (its inventor offers his
layout “patent-free”), it is in absolute harmony with Nature’s ways, and it could have a soft
yet effective control in mitigating undesired effects currently labelled as
“climate-issues” , a lot more effectively than any other concocted intricate
high-collar plan. Eautarcie’s only blemish lies in its being mostly
unheard-of.
Why? Has it any hidden fault?
Definitely no, there is none. Enemies, however, there are plenty.
But, who these opposing agents dare they be?
Well, the club is vast, spreading across all corners, and relations are
inextricably interlocked:
·
The ones who
disseminate alarming consequences that may emerge from disregarding hygiene-principles,
set vastly and presumably with resolute intentions on false grounds, which can
only be adhered to if the disturbed strictly follows the costly arrangements
prescribed by the Establishment…
·
The ones who
gather lucrative proceeds from these arrangements, by implementing sewerage
undeterred, laying networks of pipes beneath rural or even uninhabited areas at
our expenses, by selling glittery devices, by billing for usage, by imposing
penalties on non-usage…
·
The ones who
support this edifice via arrangements that equip all these actions so as they bear
immaculate official tag, only to intimidate and frighten the law abider
majority, by establishing a legal background engraved in endless passages woven
as a net of haughty articles and clauses ringing with abashing emptiness, carrying
ridiculous contradictions right within, as well as collision with science,
logic, ten commandments…
·
The ones whose
management around sewage brings forth an aftermath of many a greater problems
than at the onset, who then launch accusatory tirades full of grave appeals
aiming at our collective conscience, in order to attempt here and there
correcting those faults their poo-begone Saga
have brought, by soliciting with assertive tenacity for supporting their newest
visions harangued as “cure for all”…
…are all caring
brothers while amongst themselves, but become in an instant great scholars when
addressing us.
With positions ridden and arrangements fixed as intimated above, any
question adventuring to disclose why even traces of Eautarcie
are not found in scientific journals of standing, or how it comes that academic
research is wholly devoid of topics related, can get but an embarrassing
answer.
By the way, has anybody so far tempted to go as near
as interviewing Brother Billy about:
·
Has he any weighty
publication about the topic to disclose?
·
Has he any degree
in chemistry, which is a prerequisite in a field dealing with molecular conversion?
·
Has this
self-appointed Reinventor any
palpable knowledge qualifying him to tell apart fundamentals from fakes in the
heap of correlations – beyond the flies of his dreams (to interrogate him on a
hearing about the prevailing necessary and sufficient criteria to be obliged,
that narrows down the playground pretty enough, I dare only to mention as a
by-play in whisper) – once he chanced to plunge in whereto no one invited him?
The answer to all
these are the very same (similarly to the
uneasiness if it upsurges: how could it
be that Martin Schultz, onetime President of EU’s Socialist Fraction,
filled this position without even having a High School Diploma?): NONE.
Equipped now with a modest cornucopia unearthed above,
I repeat it a bit louder:
·
Why does the
World kneel stupefied bewildered in front of Billy’s newest gizmo?
·
Because he has
secretly been nominated to guide all our steps as an Oracle?
·
Because he has a
reckoned aptitude to supply us weekly with software-updates to this newest
gadget, too?
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[1]
A bill
with a high price-tag indeed – in regards of the Future.
[2]
Grate,
what? Serving as noun it denotes here an unnecessary device, while in its verb
form it is an unwelcome irritation.
[3]
Of Thunbergs. She’s no match for Billy as yet, though Future is yawning
with admittance before her.
[4]
Indicating a Gates & gates Co., whereby BG is fast on getting another enormous
profit through the gates of his own Microsoft.
[5]
Machinations:
This is how we label the ridiculous plans presented that came to life in the
midst of conspiratorial hallucinations.
[6]
That is, from the side of your buttocks.
(Which province is not equipped with eye – due to wrong ways of human
evolution.)
[7]
This is to indicate a linkage as well
as a desire that is akin to a
bureaucrat, who won't mind bearing a chain binding him to his table to ensure an everlasting joint affair.
[8]
Two more playgrounds have been opened on his pastures since. One is set to deal
with climate, the other is about epidemics by coronavirus, both on global
goals.
Details:
A.)
Climate
Fact
of backing: https://www.theguardian.com/environment/2012/feb/06/bill-gates-climate-scientists-geoengineering
One
of the publications about the warnings: https://www.nature.com/articles/s41559-017-0431-0
The
outcome of another geo-engineering project: https://www.theguardian.com/environment/2012/oct/15/pacific-iron-fertilisation-geoengineering
B.)
Coronavirus
Facts
of funding: https://www.pirbright.ac.uk/news/2019/11/bill-melinda-gates-foundation-funds-development-pirbright%E2%80%99s-livestock-antibody-hub
The
research: https://www.pirbright.ac.uk/news/2020/01/pirbright%E2%80%99s-livestock-coronavirus-research-%E2%80%93-your-questions-answered
Instant
solution – out of the blue: https://www.foxbusiness.com/technology/california-lab-coronavirus-vaccine-3-hours
A
scientific paper on interactions: https://www.biorxiv.org/content/10.1101/2020.01.30.927871v1.full.pdf
…withdrawn
next day: https://www.biorxiv.org/content/10.1101/2020.01.30.927871v2
Concise
report from a „story maker”: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3aGky3hc-qw
[9]
Meant to imply the highest grade of good [according grammar: by suffix
-est], which is in the reach of Gods only. [“good-est”/”Goddest”]
[10]
“typo”:
a tentatively coined slang word for noun type.
[11]
This stands to imitate scholarly approach: the force is neither Newtonian, nor gravitational, nor electric,
not found anywhere in chemistry, nuclear science and tectonics stand hands up...
Therefore
it must be classified as a new one: “Sewerageian”.
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