ENTRY № 0041
We All Believed This
Radium: Now in Toothpaste, Water, and Chocolate!
In the 1920s, radioactivity was the hot new wellness trend, and we — collectively, enthusiastically, with money — put radium in toothpaste, face creams, chocolate, and drinking water.1 “Radithor,” a radium tonic, was sold as a cure for over 150 ailments.2 Products glowed, quite literally, with the promise of vitality.
We entered our radioactive wellness era with the same confidence we now bring to whatever is currently in our smoothies.3 The entry is dedicated to every generation’s certainty that this time, the miracle ingredient is real.
Ear twitch
“Humans drank the glowing water because it glowed. I drink from the trough. We are not the same.” — The Donkey
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ENTRY № 0042
We All Believed This
“More Doctors Smoke Camels Than Any Other Cigarette”
For decades, cigarette advertising featured doctors — real imagery of white coats, stethoscopes, and reassuring smiles — endorsing particular brands as the healthy choice.1 Physicians recommended smoking for sore throats. Some hospitals had cigarette carts.2
We publish this not to sneer at our grandparents, who trusted the best information they were given, but as the Almanac’s standing exhibit on a timeless mechanism: when authority, habit, and profit all agree, evidence waits politely outside.3 It is still waiting outside somewhere today. We just can’t see which door yet.4
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“Nothing about this amuses me. It IS the most human entry in the Almanac, though. Publish it.” — The Donkey
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ENTRY № 0044
We All Believed This
The Two Centuries Europe Feared the Tomato
For roughly 200 years, much of Europe classified the tomato as poison.1 Aristocrats did occasionally fall ill after eating them — because their pewter plates were high in lead, and the tomato’s acidity leached it into the food.2 The tomato took the blame, as the innocent so often do, and was grown mostly as a decorative curiosity called the “poison apple.”
The pattern deserves its own museum wing: correct observation, wrong culprit, two hundred years of pizza delayed.3
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“Two hundred years blaming the vegetable instead of the dishware. I bite the hand that feeds me too, but at least I know why.” — The Donkey
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