The Sunday edition of the Columbus Dispatch ran this story: The car that ran on water which starts out like this:
After more than 20 years of research and tinkering, it was time to celebrate.
Stanley Allen Meyer, his brother and two Belgian investors raised glasses in the Grove City Cracker Barrel on March 20, 1998.
Meyer said his invention could do what physicists say is impossible -- turn water into hydrogen fuel efficiently enough to drive his dune buggy cross-country on 20 gallons straight from the tap.
He took a sip of cranberry juice. Then he grabbed his neck, bolted out the door, dropped to his knees and vomited violently.
"I ran outside and asked him, 'What's wrong?' " his brother, Stephen Meyer, recalled. "He said, 'They poisoned me.' That was his dying declaration."
Looking into it further, it seems to be a well documented event, at least on the web. What's worse, is that I believe it. I think we are clever enough, as a race, to be able to figure out how to run a car on water. I also think we are savage enough, as a race, to kill someone over it. What a sad state of affairs.
I think the day is coming when we will rid ourselves of our "addiction to oil", as our president stated in a rare moment of clarity. How many will have to die between then and now is the question...
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