Dear Zark:

This is the only forum that some people actually read, so you are certainly welcome to post anything here that is relevant. To encourage others in the main forum to join us here in the winner's circle, you might post over there that you have found some interesting research, and it is on the NSD Forum; if they are interested--they will come. Maybe those now tired of waiting for the magic bullet will stay and contribute.

No matter how arcane, some little factoid will one day fall in place and we will have a useful breakthrough--it could be five years, but maybe sooner if we can see all the right bits and pieces. Your postings have been informative, interesting, and up-to-date, whether directly affecting our regimen or not.

Thank You, for being a key member of this forum,
John





“How could you make me eat soap?”
‘What? Don’t you like it?’
“It’s disgusting. Have you ever eaten soap?”
I asked, my mouth spuming foam.
‘Oh yes,’ murmured the Master dreamily,
‘I’ve eaten soap many many times.’
. . .
Five minutes slipped by as I drifted in and out of
consciousness. The Master probed beneath my
tongue with the glass thermometer, like a stoker
attending the firehole.
‘Bingo! You’re almost up to a hundred and four.
Well done! This is impressive.’
. . .
“Feroze,” said Rublu, “I hope you haven’t been
mistreating your pupils again. You should know
better.”
The Master raised one finger in the air, preparing
to defend the accusation. ‘Well,’ he said stolidly,
‘perhaps I did prescribe a little more soap than I
should have. But then how are we to breach the
boundaries of science if we do not test them?’