Bringeth On The End

i love this scene so much for three reasons:

1) nikola showed up way too fast for him to have been still in area 51 when he got whatever alert he set up to tell him that the nanite had escaped. was he just hanging out in a wine bar in new city brainstorming excuses to wander into the sanctuary again or what lmao

2) will isn’t actually the slightest bit surprised that nikola is there, just annoyed, which just lends further proof for the idea that he just drops by whenever he feels like it lol

I'm intrigued by the knowledge that there was a version where she apparently just grabbed him and yanked him forward before he knew what was happening sksksjshhddhssfddsdds

Helen: *puts hands to mouth like a megaphone* THOMAS EDISON WAS THE FATHER OF ELECTRICITY

Nikola: What did you say about that soul-sucking, research stealing, SON. OF. A. BITCH.

'Cause I've done everything I know To try and make you mine And I think I'm gonna love you For a long long time. X

FUCK!!! I LOVE THEM!!!

Greyscale vers:

You do not understand

Most modern Ag operations don’t even have a proper A-Horizon. They’re too busy turning the earth every time they replant. The A-horizon is the Black Gold that makes Soil Soil. It’s a structurally complex soil horizon that must be built in place by the interactions of Plants and Fungi and Insects. It is The Thing that soaks up rain and holds onto it for plants. The A-Horizon is The Thing that builds up when you let a field sit fallow. The act of tilling creates fecundity by breaking up the A-horizon. On a really good Organic no-till farm you might find an A-horizon between 3-6 inches.

His A-horizon was 4 feet deep. 50 inches.

I-

I have no context. His farm was covered in a living skin thick enough for a child to stand in.

Gives me hope for what we could accomplish if we got our collective heads on straight, you know? Like. This was one guy. A brilliant man, who knew what he was up to, but. The thing about brilliant ideas is they can be shared.

Humus, or Humic Compounds, are a cryptic and poorly understood set of organic substances. As the final metabolic result of once-living things being digested first by macroscopic organisms, and then by microorganisms, they resist most forms of analysis, and have cryptic structures. A few that we have managed to isolate and study are the Humic & Fulvic Acids.

Humus has a number of remarkable tendencies. It is capable of retaining water far better than any raw mineral clay; it also retains electrically charged clay granules, which themselves retain mineral ions, all of which is essential to make a soil a high-quality resource for Plants to grow in.

A composter is a box that contains an environment that is conducive to the production of Humus, but the best way to produce it is in-place, by laying layers of organic material down over an unbroken earth and growing things out of that. The interaction of the plants rooting, the fungus weaving itself through everything, the bacteria and archaea metabolizing as they do, and inorganic weathering forces all combine to gradually build up the microscopic equivalent of a complex megastructure capable of retaining far more water, and containing far more nutrients, than any inorganic substrate.

This stuff is black gold. This is the stuff that determines whether or not a plot of land is going to be “productive.” The knowledge of how to make it, how to care for it, is an essential piece of wisdom that our civilization needs to remember.

Fortunately, folks seem to have the right response:

Farmers are more important to the continuity of civilization than administrators, no matter what the elitists say. This knowledge is important.

dude.