6/11/20
Human's Tribune
Volume 2
Issue 11
Thursday, June 11, 2020
Classic Article: A Snail In My Soda?By Ember Hernandez
Imagine going to a small cafe and getting a ginger beer, drinking it until you notice a dead snail in it. It sounds disgusting, correct? Well, that’s what happened to May Donahauge in 1928. It was a nail-biting case that went on for years and years to come. How did this happen?
Remember this happened in the 1920’s. There wasn’t a secure law system then. When word got around, no one knew the effects that a dead, old mollusk could do.
She saw the decomposing snail, mixed with strangely, bits of ice cream. This occurred at the Wellmeadow Cafe’ in Scotland, and the sight of the snail scared the poor woman for decades to come.
When she walked up to question the worker about this, the worker gave off a rude shrug and said, “Well, this happens.” Some days after, May got awful pains in her stomach. After a week or two, she was hospitalized.
This case was very interesting and important to laws. No one was that educated in health and for that, people like May had to suffer. Luckily, our educational and law systems help people who experienced those sorts of things now. And that snail? Who knows where it is now!
Pledge Brand Allegiance
By Antoinette Durand
The Pledge of Allegiance is something that most people are familiar with. It's recited in schools, city halls, and other important places. Where did it come from?
It turns out the the Pledge was invented by a children's magazine called The Youth Companion as a marketing tool. Francis Bellamy edited it. During this time, the 1890's, there were many immigrants coming to the United States. People were divided on whether this would be beneficial or not to the US. It was a time of great change.
Bellamy thought that immigrants were a good thing- as long as they fit in with Americans. He thought a productive way to accomplish that would be to "Americanize" their children via the public school system.
The Youth Companion and Bellamy wanted to publish something patriotic for the 1893 Chicago World's Fair. This World's Fair was particularly special because it marked the 400th anniversary of Columbus' first voyage. The Youth Companion saw this as an opportunity to make money.
The magazine printed a program for public schools to recite on the Columbian Celebration. Bellamy came up with patriotic plays, songs, and biographies of Civil War heroes. He also wrote a Pledge of Allegiance and published it along with the other articles.
There was a Pledge already recited by a few schools, but it didn't really catch on. Bellamy called this old version, "childish". He wrote his own version of the Pledge. This is the one that got more attention.
In 1898, New York State was the first state to make saying the Pledge compulsory. When the US got into World War Two, more and more states did the same.
"Under God," was added in 1954 by President Dwight Eisenhower because, "They felt that schools in the United States were under threat of infiltration by Godless Communists."
The Pledge of Allegiance has a weird history. From a marketing campaign to celebrate Columbus to a way to keep out Communists, the Pledge has really played many roles in American society.
From Stuff You Should Know, the podcast.
Scurvy: Not Just For Pirates
By Antoinette Durand
I'll start off by saying that scurvy, while notoriously associated with pirates, can happen to anyone. It takes a long period of time for scurvy to happen, 2-3 months.
4,000 types of mammals can make their own Vitamin C, so Scurvy isn't a problem. Primates, fruit bats, and guinea pigs can't produce Vitamin C. This lack of Vitamin C wasn't as much of a problem when we lived in sub-tropical environments where citrus fruits, etc. are plentiful. When we spread out to more hostile environments, scurvy became prominent. Vitamin C is in broccoli, potatoes, tomatoes, and many more plants. Certain livers and raw meats contain it, too.
Vitamin C is used to to maintain and create collagen. Collagen does everything from making connective tissue to keeping our nails healthy. Your bones get strength from collagen, and it heals wounds. If your body's "store" of Vitamin C goes below 300 MG, Scurvy can occur.
Scurvy will start to make you feel tired and weak. It takes time for other symptoms, such as weight loss, to set in. Your gums swell, teeth loosen and fall out. Your mouth turns into a painful mess. Wounds reopen and bones become brittle. Some blood vessels will fail if Scurvy isn't treated after and extended period of time.
Between 1500 to 1800, Scurvy was the main cause of all naval deaths. It's a horrible, painful death. Your gums can grow over your teeth, forcing surgeons to cut away parts of your gums.
Scurvy is entirely treatable. Some people of past centuries figured out that eating an onion or a potato helps.
The moral of the story: eat your vegetables!
From Stuff You Should Know, the podcast.
The Yellow Wallpaper
By Charlotte Perkins Gillman
It dwells in my mind so!
I lie here on this great immovable bed—it is nailed down, I believe—and follow that pattern about by the hour. It is as good as gymnastics, I assure you. I start, we’ll say, at the bottom, down in the corner over there where it has not been touched, and I determine for the thousandth time that I will follow that pointless pattern to some sort of a conclusion.
I know a little of the principle of design, and I know this thing was not arranged on any laws of radiation, or alternation, or repetition, or symmetry, or anything else that I ever heard of.
It is repeated, of course, by the breadths, but not otherwise.
Looked at in one way each breadth stands alone, the bloated curves and flourishes—a kind of “debased Romanesque” with delirium tremens—go waddling up and down in isolated columns of fatuity.
But, on the other hand, they connect diagonally, and the sprawling outlines run off in great slanting waves of optic horror, like a lot of wallowing seaweeds in full chase.
The whole thing goes horizontally, too, at least it seems so, and I exhaust myself in trying to distinguish the order of its going in that direction.
They have used a horizontal breadth for a frieze, and that adds wonderfully to the confusion.
There is one end of the room where it is almost intact, and there, when the cross-lights fade and the low sun shines directly upon it, I can almost fancy radiation after all,—the interminable grotesques seem to form around a common centre and rush off in headlong plunges of equal distraction.
It makes me tired to follow it. I will take a nap, I guess.
I don’t know why I should write this.
I don’t want to.
I don’t feel able.
And I know John would think it absurd. But I must say what I feel and think in some way—it is such a relief!
But the effort is getting to be greater than the relief.
Half the time now I am awfully lazy, and lie down ever so much.
John says I musn’t lose my strength, and has me take cod-liver oil and lots of tonics and things, to say nothing of ale and wine and rare meat.
Dear John! He loves me very dearly, and hates to have me sick. I tried to have a real earnest reasonable talk with him the other day, and tell him how I wish he would let me go and make a visit to Cousin Henry and Julia.
But he said I wasn’t able to go, nor able to stand it after I got there; and I did not make out a very good case for myself, for I was crying before I had finished.
Bellamy thought that immigrants were a good thing- as long as they fit in with Americans. He thought a productive way to accomplish that would be to "Americanize" their children via the public school system.
The Youth Companion and Bellamy wanted to publish something patriotic for the 1893 Chicago World's Fair. This World's Fair was particularly special because it marked the 400th anniversary of Columbus' first voyage. The Youth Companion saw this as an opportunity to make money.
The magazine printed a program for public schools to recite on the Columbian Celebration. Bellamy came up with patriotic plays, songs, and biographies of Civil War heroes. He also wrote a Pledge of Allegiance and published it along with the other articles.
There was a Pledge already recited by a few schools, but it didn't really catch on. Bellamy called this old version, "childish". He wrote his own version of the Pledge. This is the one that got more attention.
I pledge allegiance, to my flag, and the Republic for which it stands. One nation, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.In 1923, this version was changed once more by adding, "the United States of America," after, "flag".
In 1898, New York State was the first state to make saying the Pledge compulsory. When the US got into World War Two, more and more states did the same.
"Under God," was added in 1954 by President Dwight Eisenhower because, "They felt that schools in the United States were under threat of infiltration by Godless Communists."
The Pledge of Allegiance has a weird history. From a marketing campaign to celebrate Columbus to a way to keep out Communists, the Pledge has really played many roles in American society.
From Stuff You Should Know, the podcast.
Scurvy: Not Just For Pirates
By Antoinette Durand
I'll start off by saying that scurvy, while notoriously associated with pirates, can happen to anyone. It takes a long period of time for scurvy to happen, 2-3 months.
4,000 types of mammals can make their own Vitamin C, so Scurvy isn't a problem. Primates, fruit bats, and guinea pigs can't produce Vitamin C. This lack of Vitamin C wasn't as much of a problem when we lived in sub-tropical environments where citrus fruits, etc. are plentiful. When we spread out to more hostile environments, scurvy became prominent. Vitamin C is in broccoli, potatoes, tomatoes, and many more plants. Certain livers and raw meats contain it, too.
Vitamin C is used to to maintain and create collagen. Collagen does everything from making connective tissue to keeping our nails healthy. Your bones get strength from collagen, and it heals wounds. If your body's "store" of Vitamin C goes below 300 MG, Scurvy can occur.
Scurvy will start to make you feel tired and weak. It takes time for other symptoms, such as weight loss, to set in. Your gums swell, teeth loosen and fall out. Your mouth turns into a painful mess. Wounds reopen and bones become brittle. Some blood vessels will fail if Scurvy isn't treated after and extended period of time.
Between 1500 to 1800, Scurvy was the main cause of all naval deaths. It's a horrible, painful death. Your gums can grow over your teeth, forcing surgeons to cut away parts of your gums.
Scurvy is entirely treatable. Some people of past centuries figured out that eating an onion or a potato helps.
The moral of the story: eat your vegetables!
From Stuff You Should Know, the podcast.
The Yellow Wallpaper
By Charlotte Perkins Gillman
It dwells in my mind so!
I lie here on this great immovable bed—it is nailed down, I believe—and follow that pattern about by the hour. It is as good as gymnastics, I assure you. I start, we’ll say, at the bottom, down in the corner over there where it has not been touched, and I determine for the thousandth time that I will follow that pointless pattern to some sort of a conclusion.
I know a little of the principle of design, and I know this thing was not arranged on any laws of radiation, or alternation, or repetition, or symmetry, or anything else that I ever heard of.
It is repeated, of course, by the breadths, but not otherwise.
Looked at in one way each breadth stands alone, the bloated curves and flourishes—a kind of “debased Romanesque” with delirium tremens—go waddling up and down in isolated columns of fatuity.
But, on the other hand, they connect diagonally, and the sprawling outlines run off in great slanting waves of optic horror, like a lot of wallowing seaweeds in full chase.
The whole thing goes horizontally, too, at least it seems so, and I exhaust myself in trying to distinguish the order of its going in that direction.
They have used a horizontal breadth for a frieze, and that adds wonderfully to the confusion.
There is one end of the room where it is almost intact, and there, when the cross-lights fade and the low sun shines directly upon it, I can almost fancy radiation after all,—the interminable grotesques seem to form around a common centre and rush off in headlong plunges of equal distraction.
It makes me tired to follow it. I will take a nap, I guess.
I don’t know why I should write this.
I don’t want to.
I don’t feel able.
And I know John would think it absurd. But I must say what I feel and think in some way—it is such a relief!
But the effort is getting to be greater than the relief.
Half the time now I am awfully lazy, and lie down ever so much.
John says I musn’t lose my strength, and has me take cod-liver oil and lots of tonics and things, to say nothing of ale and wine and rare meat.
Dear John! He loves me very dearly, and hates to have me sick. I tried to have a real earnest reasonable talk with him the other day, and tell him how I wish he would let me go and make a visit to Cousin Henry and Julia.
But he said I wasn’t able to go, nor able to stand it after I got there; and I did not make out a very good case for myself, for I was crying before I had finished.
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