Hypophosphorous acid 2.0

H3PO2 was my most popular post. They must like how I spell it. A lot of information was passed in my previous post, “Postwar”, and so, much of it was superfluous. Also, it was half italics, and the posts underneath were all italicized. I had to reverse a DOS command to get it fixed. That’s how dumb I am. I mean, there are pictures of a guy blowing his hand off in, “The Anarchist’s Cookbook”. If it was laboratories, I could pass for a worker. If it is computers, not. Computers do not deliver any material things, though. They will continue to be vital in industry, as long as there is industry, which should be about five years. So, I knows me drugs, I knows me explosives, and so do a lot of others. When there were no computers, but there were scientists, the scientists made it explicit exactly how these computers would work. When not bossing peons around, the physicists made the first batches of speed in their atomic-bomb laboratories, and elsewhere. No one knew how they could be so smart, and why they were so eccentric. They let them be. As the books were written detailing all phases of science, to hide the good stuff among great volumes of “work”, when the topic would get close to speed, the human beings doing the writing could not help but hint at the possibilities without saying so explicitly. Then, as now, using dope would mean getting fired. Still, it comes along that in Org Syn, it’ll say, “This provides a general method for the preparation of secondary amines”. Meth is a secondary amine. Notice they did not say, “First you grab some pipettes and jam them in your pants leg and try to make it out of the room.” It is just very cool. “This will result in a very high yield of the desired 4,5-diester boca rattan mononucleosis fried hockey boogienophilic Raddison Hotel-Lane. Can I fix you a shot?” “Sure”. “Now this will feel like a beesting.”
I left out before that although people are crated up in droves on the planet and have no actual talent, it is a fiction, they only act as if talent exists, and they have plenty of it, in the clothes they wear, the glasses holding the drinks they drink, the way they shoot their cuffs, their golf swing, etc. (except my generation was retarded, maybe by the gamma rays. Christopher Reeve became quadriplegic in 1995 and lived that way ten years).
The H3PO2 is not made by you, not to my knowledge. Notice that gold is hoarded, but phosphorous is not hoarded. It is like old dynamite, sweating nitroglycerine. I mean, all these things are each one idiosyncratic. There is no hard-and-fast rule. Does your planet allow for a liquid phase of water? I had to ask. Does $1,000 worth of gasoline turn into gum? Did you try it? Did you wait twenty years? H3PO2 seems better to me to have bought and buried a long time ago than elemental phosphorous. I have no doubt all these things would have been storable. Why didn’t we stash some? I don’t know. Nobody knows.
The genius who expostulated that H3po2 would substitute for P did it when it wouldn’t do much good. If P is an ingredient for it, why make it when P is the one in the original formula? The whole idea was based on the outmoded concept that chemicals can be diverted from legitimate commerce. All the drug makers in legitimate commerce are gone by virtue of our prevailing political conservatism. The use for H3PO2 is in electroless nickel. I had plenty of it once. I didn’t make speed at the time. It was 1978, in Escondido, at Palomar Plating. The owner had a chemist, and she charged him for every formula she developed, and he fired her. I went in there and he said, “I want electroless nickel, and Sta-Buff charges $30/ gallon for it. Can you make it?” I ordered the stuff, including sodium hypophosphite. Well, now you can’t. If you want to know how it’s made, you look in Reagents, by Feiser and Feiser. If you want to know who sells it all around the world, you look in Chem Sources. You don’t waste my time on the internet. I hit a prime number, fuck you, 691, at “internet”. Er, Olive God (aw, god–>all of god–>olive god), ‘save draff’? Well, it said I was good. It hit light? It read light. It red light? naw, there’s no, “It red light”, you stupid Mexican. It blue light. Hemmingway blew his head off because he wasn’t happy with how the story read when he read it back. It’s in the suicide note. My first Feiser was where I should have stuck. I can’t upload my sources until tommorrow, and the connection sucks in Vegas. I have to do a Colombian yet. what a day. This year they’re all five. “I said ‘no”, he says. They beat my generation. So I upload everything in a scanfest and comment on them as I post them, I guess. Wants to make H3PO2. Dudecycle, meth manufacturing is for academic purposes, it is not really possible, you squirrel, you Poindexter. Did you even hear of “hypo”? Hand me that hypo so’s I can go geeze? No. Hypo is sodium thiosulfate. It’ll take out purple iodine stains. It’ll destroy any leftover iodine, in anything xs I2 would chew up. Starch from a potato, iodine, tincture of, and hypo is a good experiment. Iodine in a war is a disinfectant. Straighten out that gauze.