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China's use of 'night soil,' as the Chinese rightly call a manure that is collected after dark, is probably the reason that its soils are... →
Endometriosis is notoriously difficult to diagnose because the symptoms are perverse. A woman with mild endometriosis can be in an agony for days... →
I feel special. Most women will have only one menopause, and they will hate it. I will have two, and when the second one comes, I will know what is... →
I think about what's going down my sink. So I won't pour oil down my sink. I won't - if I'm cleaning a pan, I'll wipe it and bin... →
I went down to the sewers in London and looked at a campaigning group in London called RATS, Rowers Against Thames Sewage, and I went to Sewage... →
In 2000, twice as much water was used throughout the world as in 1960. By 2050, half of the planet's projected 8.9 billion people will live in... →
In the Communist era, excrement took on political importance, because Party policy decided excrement was essential for the Great Agricultural Leap... →
Of all the peoples of the world, the Chinese are probably the most at home with their excrement. They know its value. For 4,000 years they have used... →
Seafarers are used to being exploited. At sea, the captain moans at chandlers who supply ships with green bananas that will never ripen; at fruit... →
Seafaring can be lucrative - the elite, such as gas-tanker captains, can earn $100,000 for six months' work - but the isolation is a heavy price... →
Shipping is so cheap that it makes more financial sense for Scottish cod to be sent 10,000 miles to China to be filleted, then sent back to Scottish... →
The average human being spends three years of life going to the toilet, though the average human being with no physical toilet to go to probably does... →
The first thing I did when I decided that I was going to dive into the world of poop was look at who was doing stuff in that world. The first I came... →