Here’s a weird story for you: Drug policy analyst buys surplus nuclear missile silo, builds giant LSD lab inside, gets ratted out by Kansas farmer, wins support of trepanation-boosting British nobles. No shit. That’s one tasty story. I hope it holds up.
What’s trepanation, you say? Voluntarily drilling a hole in the top of your head to boost your cosmic consciousness. No shit. Follow the link at your own peril. It’s a graphic, detailed, and (I believe) true account of someone who did exactly this. It astounds me that someone would actually do this, but then again I’m not surprised. If we keep up this peace and prosperity routine, flirting with catastrophic enlightenment will only increase. Bring on the gladiator games!