Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendía was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover ice.

– Gabriel Garcia Marquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

https://futureofagriculture.com/episode/history-of-agriculture-how-refrigeration-changed-everything

a freaking huge industry to kill all the whales in the sea

One of the wildest aspects of this was that they did it from fucking rowboats. I’ve never understood why the whales didn’t just leisurely swim away from that bullshit.

Would you believe that they had a smoking section on airplanes? That is, you could smoke in the back of the plane, but not forward of a certain row number.

Makes a lot of sense, doesn’t it?