#minnoch

[gotbibs]

Jon Brower Minnoch the world’s heaviest human.

[bunubiliyormuydunuz]

İlginç, pratik, faydalı ve benzeri birçok konu hakkında bilgiler bulabileceğiniz bağımlılık yapan dopdolu bir sitedir.

#ilginçbilgiler #faydalıbilgiler #bunubiliyormuydunuz #biliyormuydunuz #icatlar #mucitler #buluşlar #rekorlar #interestingfacts #farklıcanlılar #şifalıbitkiler #şifalıtaşlar #sağlıklıyaşam #tarihibilgiler #hiçbilmediklerimiz #kimdir #nedir #neden #tabirler #sözlükler #güzelsözler

[novy2sirius]

6 in numerology

tw: weight

• 6 is the number of home so these people tend to be homebody’s. they have a very nurturing and caring nature to them. they’re extremely loving people

• 6 is the number of family so these people make great family members. unless they happen to also have 7 energy sometimes they won’t when they’re at a lower vibration

• 6’s tend to be family oriented unless they were raised by a toxic family, but they still can become great parents and be family oriented when it comes to the family they create if that’s the case

• 6 is the number of friendship so these people tend to be very good friends and loyal

• 6’s need a lot of appreciation and love

• 6’s can be clingy at times

• 6’s are really good in bed

• 6’s usually have good morals especially when at a higher vibration

• 6’s can be lazy if at a lower vibration

• 6’s are the most likely to struggle with obesity or be overweight at some point unless they have other numbers that go against this energy

examples: the heaviest man to exist (jon brower minnoch) was born in 1941, a 6 year

• 6 is the number of fertility

• 6’s are often very responsible people unless they have other numerical energies going against this

• 6’s tend to love animals and are happier when they have pets (most people are but especially them)

• 6’s can be stubborn at times

• 6’s aren’t usually the smartest people in the room if they don’t have any intelligence number pairings. they tend to have lower iq’s or average iq’s

• 6’s often have careers involving animals or helping people such as being a doctor, nurse, farmer, etc

[i-was-today-years-old-when]

i learned about the heaviest human ever recorded. Jon Brower Minnoch was a Washington man who, at his peak weight, weighed 1,400lbs (100 stone).

Roughly 900 of those pounds was excess fluid. They put him on a diet of 1,200 calories a day, because his whole body was shutting down.

He married a woman named Jeannette in 1978. The couple had two children. His wife was a very petite woman at 110 pounds. Because of this, the pair also broke the world record for the largest weight difference in a married couple.

[fatbellyboy3]

i have an UGW in my bio that's less than 400 lbs, but it's a lie; i have some normal, vanilla folk following me and i didn't wanna scare 'em off too badly mainly for the sake of my own non-kinky, professional reputation. but i actually want to gain weight until i'm more than 600 lbs. more than, as in, beyond. there's no doubt in my mind that i might only be truly satisfied if i'm exploring & testing the limits of how fat a human being can truly become. the heaviest person to ever live was Jon Brower Minnoch (R.I.P) & his weight was 1,400 lbs. i want to beat his record. i want to be kept alive as i attempt 1,500 lbs.

i guess i just wanted to know if you have anything to say to this, and if anyone else relates.

I can def relate, sometimes I feel huge just as I am and other times I feel like wanting to become a huge lard mountain lol its like a roller coaster of emotion

[scotianostra]

On July 9th 1857 the jury in the Madeleine Smith murder trial returned a not proven verdict.

The daughter of a Glasgow architect, James Smith, this most eligible of society ladies was accused of murdering her alleged former lover, Emile L'Angelier. Among the evidence were some explicit love letters: the resulting scandal turned public opinion against her. Learning of her engagement to the wealthy William Minnoch, L'Angelier had threatened to give the love letters to her father, superficially providing her with a strong motive.

However the actual evidence against her was weak, and after a famously skilful defence by the Dean of Faculty, John Inglis, a verdict of not proven was returned.

Not proven is a third verdict Scottish courts can reach in trials, be it juries or Sheriff trials,it means the jury was unconvinced that Smith was innocent, but the prosecution had produced insufficient evidence to the contrary.

Subsequent research suggests that L'Angelier, a known arsenic eater, may have been a victim of his own vengeful plot to frame Madeleine for his attempted murder. She moved to London, where she became a popular figure, marrying artist and publisher, George Wardle. After this marriage failed, she moved to New York, married again in her seventies, and lived to the age of 93.

The case crops up regularly in the press, usually as a filler when they need a public interest story on quiet news days.

The pic is a sketch of the lady herself.

[prize-pig-collection]

The year is 1978. In the US, a gallon of gas costs about 65 cents. Star Wars is just a single movie that came out last year. Garfield has just gone into national syndication. The B-52s record “Rock Lobster”.

Also in 1978, 45 years ago, Jon Brower Minnoch weighed in at 1,400 pounds. All these decades later, and that’s still the record for the fattest person ever (as far as we know).

There’s been sooo much innovation has there been in technology to enable laziness; in medicine to enable survival in larger, more overburdened bodies; and most importantly, in the junk food and fast food industries to create food that’s more delicious and fattening than ever. And still 1,400 lbs is the best we can do?!

Unacceptable! Someone please take on the challenge of obliterating this record once and for all 😤

[deadrottengirl111]

This is me if you would pick me up :]

Not like anyone ever will be able to since i weigh the same as a fucking truck.

I'm not a big girl I'm a colossal girl, Jabba the Hutt level, I'm so gross like ew 🤢

Everytime I look in the mirror I expect it to break, shrek style.

If I had to describe my body I would say Jabba the Hutt meets Jon Brower Minnoch.

[fatty-stories]

THE COACHS NEW DIET

"Come in, lewis" shouted Coach Harrison from inside his office. Lewis entered, and before him stood his coach. No human could be described as a look-alike to him, so a nickname he was known as Hercules.

"Lewis, it's good to see you. Please take a seat." Lewis just did as he was told. He had no idea what was coming. "Lewis, you would be an ideal candidate for the 'Minnoch Diet'. Every year schools around the world submit one student to be a part of the programme that happens, and I think you'd be ideal for it.

"Does it cost, sir?" Lewis asked with a timid voice.

"No, you pay no money. All you need to be is be here tomorrow, and I'll take you to where the programme takes place. Then youll stay there for six weeks over the summer break from training, and then you will return to school with a new body." Coach Harrison stared at lewis, waiting for a reply.

Bulking, that means muscle growth. Lewis thought to himself. He was already pretty muscular, but he was by far the biggest lad on the team. "I'm in coach!" lewis was excited. He had never been on holiday before, let alone on a six-week holiday.

That night, Lewis returned to his flat and packed all his t-shirts and shorts. That night he kept thinking about what he might look like after the six weeks were up. Will he be the biggest guy on the team? While he was sleeping, lewis came a lot. "WHAT IS THAT?" Lewis said as he woke up. After smelling it and also tasting it, he realised it was cum. He came across the idea of him growing up?

Lewis got to the sports centre at 6 am sharp. "Well, lewis. You ready?" "Yes, coach." Lewis said eagerly, "Right, get in my car, and we will get going". The drive took nearly 30 minutes. This looked familiar though lewis "right, we're here, and I'm sorry". What, lewis thought. Before he could respond, Coach Harrison felt a rag on my mouth. Quickly he blacked out.

WEEK 1 (weight of 189 lbs)

Lewis came to a dark room. Where am I, he thought? "Finally, your awake." Lewis instantly recognised that voice. It was Coach Harrison. "You know, lewis, you are the first guy on the team to agree to this. I look forward to seeing you, balloon."

“B-b-bloon ?” Lewis barely got the word out of his mouth

"Yes, balloon. Do you wanna know why it's called the Minnoch Diet?" Lewis nodded "in the 1940s, a god walked this earth. Jon Brower Minnoch. He was the fattest man who ever lived. At his largest, he weighed 1483 pounds. No one has ever beaten that record. Until you. You will beat his record."

What was he on about? Fat? He thought this would be a chance for him to gain muscle, not fat. But before he could think about anything else, lewis felt a tube enter his mouth and then be pushed down deep into his throat. Then a thick warm liquid ran down his stomach. It felt odd. Lewis was never a big eater, so feeling his stomach full was a new sensation.

"Mmmmm", lewis tried to say he was full, but no one would have been able to hear him as the tube was blocking his mouth. "What, that boy? Ohh, you are full. Too bad. This won't stop. You're mine now, and I'm going to make you the fattest piggy in the world."

WEEK 2 (weight of 384 lbs)

It had been a long week. The pump didn't stop pumping the thick liquid into lewis. "I can't believe this is happening," he thought. He had to work so hard in the gym to get to the small amount of muscle that he had gotten, and it was all gone in the space of a week. The way he was tied to the table meant that he couldn't see his body, but from trying to move, he could feel that he had gotten fatter. He felt disgusting. He spent years looking at fat men at the park or the gym and thinking how on earth someone could get to be that large, and now in the space of a week, he became the fattest person he knew.

WEEK 3 (weight of 448 lbs)

"Good morning, fatty", that's how Coach Harrison greeted him every morning. Coach placed a hand on Lewises belly. "What?" He thought there was no way that was his belly because he couldn't see his body. He had no idea how large he was, but now coached and placed a hand on his belly, he knew he was large. "I'm so proud of you, your growing so nicely. Three weeks in, you are already over 400 lbs, only 1000 more to go, and then you will have reached the goal. But sadly, 1000 in three weeks is a nearly impossible task, so I needed to up the shake intake."

Lewis struggled as two more pipes entered his mouth. *click* the pressure was immense. He could feel his skin stretch under the immense building inside his stomach. "Enjoy fatty"

WEEK 4 (weight of 696 lbs)

What a week it had been. It didn't stop. It just kept coming. All lewis could do was moan. It was insane. Lewis had never felt this before. Was he enjoying it? Yes, he was.

"Ohh, this is new," said Coach Harrison. 'What?' Lewis thought to himself, and then he felt coach's hand on his cock, or what used to be his cock. Instead of his cock, the coach grabbed fat, a pad of fat. "You've got a gorgeous fat bad here, boy, and that cock is barely still here." Then Lewis felt unthinkable. Coach Harrison's hands slide down lewis's shaft. Lewis let out a loud and deep moan. "You like that fat boy" he did. Lewis loved this. Three jerks, that's all it took, and then the floodgates opened. Four weeks' worth of cum came flooding out of his cock. "That's a lot, good boy, " and the coach felt him alone again.

The wiring of the machine pumping this thick liquid into him filled the room once more.

WEEK 5 (weight of 943 lbs)

The fifth week was the most intense. After cuming last week, coach Harrison made it part of lewis's daily schedule. And it was amazing. Feeling the cum pool over his large fat pad was amazing.

"Right, piggy, you've got one week to go. And a lot of fattening to do. So, I think it's time to increase the intake of shake." No! Lewis thought, any more and he will explode, lewis thought. He fought as much as he could, but not working out for weeks meant that lewis lost all of his strength and coach Harrison got the fourth tube into his mouth and down his throat.

Week 6 (weight of 1355 lbs)

After six weeks of intense liquid pumping into his gut, he could finally see his stomach. It was insane. A massive fleshy blob.

"Right fatso, this is it, you've got two days left of the programme, and then you need to go back to school. Your currently weighing at 1355 lbs are close to the final goal. Come on, fatso, you can do this!" And he was right. Lewis didn't dear think about what would happen to him if he didn't make the coach's coals! So he gave in. Stopped hoping that it would stop and just let the fat take over.

First week back at training (weight of 1563 lbs)

Lewis woke up as coach Harrison switched on the lights. It's time to get up fatso. One by one coach undid the cuffs keeping lewis down to the table. The table was moved to an upright position. "Take a step, boy", coach Harrison took Lewisi's hands. It was insane. Moving with this amount of heft was almost impossible. "It's worked, lewis Im pleased to say your 1560 lbs. You are the fattest man who ever walked on this green earth."

"Coach", lewis muttered. "Can I see myself?"

"Sure thing, piglet", coach Harrison wheeled a mirror in front of lewis. Before him, he saw something that shocked him. Lewis was completely unrecognisable. His face had ballooned into a near-perfect circle, and where he once had six faint abs now hung a belly so large it touched the floor. Beneath that, who knows, lewis never saw his legs ever again.

"Is this permanent ?" Asked lewis.

"Yes, your mine, know. You will live the rest of your days here with me. I'll feed you the correct food to keep you at this site. But now I know how to fatten a boy into deep obesity Im going to bring back boy after boy until I've fattened up the whole team."

[maximumwobblerbanditdonut]

Galloway Forest Park - through the birch woods along the rushing Waters of Minnoch and Trool he’s in The Otter pool, Dumfries & Galloway

I already knew it! Something has taken a turn in his gin launch program, but we know plans change and visions refine. Plans rarely stay the same and are discarded or adjusted as necessary. Being stubborn not helped with his plans. At least he no longer mentions where the wild Scottish gin will be released.....But we know! 😉

“We know what we are, but know not what we may be” William Shakespeare in Ophelia Act IV, Scene 5.

[fluffybellyhog99]

If you could have anyone's weight and fat just by saying it, Who would it be?

Jon Brower Minnoch he weighing 1,400 lb or 635 kilograms that's also 100 stone

[nghubs1]

Khalid Bin Mohsen Shaari Biography, Career, Controversies, And Net Worth

Khalid bin Mohsen Shaari, born on February 28, 1991, in Saudi Arabia, gained international recognition for his significant weight challenges. In 2013, he weighed 610 kg (1,340 lbs), making him the heaviest living person at the time and the second heaviest in recorded history, following Jon Brower Minnoch. This severe obesity resulted in a BMI of 204, leaving Khalid bedridden for over three years…

[byneddiedingo]

Ivan Desny and Ann Todd in Madeleine (David Lean, 1950) Cast: Ann Todd, Norman Wooland, Ivan Desny, Leslie Banks, Barbara Everest, Patricia Raine, Susan Stranks, Elizabeth Sellars, Eugene Deckers, André Morell, Barry Jones, Edward Chapman, Jean Cadell. Screenplay: Stanley Haynes, Nicholas Phipps. Cinematography: Guy Green. Production design: John Bryan. Film editing: Clive Donner, Geoffrey Foot. Music: William Alwyn. I wanted Madeleine to have the emotional depth of Brief Encounter (1945) or the imaginative finesse of Oliver Twist (1948), just to sustain my argument that David Lean was a greater director before he aimed for the epic scale of The Bridge on the River Kwai (1957), Lawrence of Arabia (1962), and Doctor Zhivago (1965). But even Lean would later admit that Madeleine is something of a dud. The story of an "unproven" murder -- the verdict the Glasgow jury returned at the trial of the real Madeleine Smith -- the film needs to generate a Hitchcockian tension that Lean never quite masters. One reason, I think, is that it stars the rather pallid Ann Todd, Lean's wife, who had played Madeleine Smith in a stage version of the story, when it needs a more accomplished and charismatic actress, a Deborah Kerr or a Jean Simmons, to bring out the ambiguities in the character. Todd rises to the role only in the final scene, when Madeleine rides away a free woman, a mysterious smile flickering across her face as the voiceover narrator questions whether she was guilty or not guilty. Otherwise, she generates little heat in her love scenes with Ivan Desny as L'Anglier* and the scene in which she throws him over for her father's choice as a fiancé, William Minnoch (Norman Wooland), comes as an abrupt about-face. Lean seems to be trying to do something with the character of the lover, including much business with his brandishing a phallic walking stick, but it doesn't come off. On the plus side, there are good performances by Leslie Banks as Madeleine's father, the quintessential tyrannical Victorian paterfamilias, and André Morell gives a rousing argument for the defense in the trial scene. Guy Green's chiaroscuro cinematography creates the proper mood, as do John Bryan's sometimes oppressive interiors. *The spelling in the credits. The historical figure was called L'Angelier, which is also the way André Morell, playing the defense counsel, pronounces it.

[emptymanuscript]

1Can THOR take the pain? 30kg HAMMER HOLD

Just wasted my life on another video of why no one can actually do the super cool evil chokelift and hold.

But the best demonstration is actually this video above. What Hafthor Bjornsson is doing is essentially the same thing with advantages.

Bjornsson is doing two handed what you usually see one handed. He has his back against a pole, officially to measure his posture but it is also an additional support he can use for himself. And he’s holding 30kg, or 66.1387lbs or between the weights of the average nine year old and the average ten year old.

Bjornsson by the way, in addition to being one of the actors who played The Mountain in Game of Thrones, was the record holder for being the world’s strongest man in 2018. His record weight lift using a better configuration of muscles and weights is 501kg or 1,104.52lbs or more than the heaviest person to ever live, Jon Brower Minnoch, who weighed 442kg or 974lbs. Bjornsson’s top lift weight is 16 times the weight of that hammer he is struggling with there.

Minnoch brings up another of Bjornsson’s advantage you often don’t see with super strong characters. He weighs about 205kg or about 452lbs. He functions as his own counterbalance against the weight of the hammer. There is a reason they are measuring his posture, it is natural to tip toward the center of gravity. The more distant you hold an object, the more you are going to tip toward it. The heavier the object is in comparison to yourself, the more you are going to toward it. Which is why the heaviest lifts are dead lifts, where the weight is kept as close as possible to the weightlifter’s own center of mass.

Superman can lift impossibly heavy things. Lifting up a person one handed at full arm extension is probably possible. For him. If we keep the ratio rounded up for 40 bestlift weight to 1 chokelift weight, I think Superman physically CAN lift some like 2 quintillion tons with his muscles. More than enough for probably any even vaguely normal size and weight person.

Unfortunately, Superman only weighs about 100kg or 220lbs. Which means, unless he flies, if he is just standing there, holding a weight up, he tips right on over.

Superman has a height of 6′3″ according to the internet. On average, this means his single arm length will be somewhere around 28 inches, probably just a little shorter but it’s less than a tenth of an inch shorter. At which point we’re just measuring the torque along a beam of that maximum length to see at which point the balance tips the beam toward the weight. Basically, if at any point the lbf of any person, we’ll say the average person for this - 180.62 in the US - is above the lb weight of the person doing the lifting, they fall over because they rotate around the center of mass, which is tipping over on Earth.

So Superman with 220lbs on one side of the torque, balancing a person of 180.62lbs, at a distance of 28 inches, means we’re trying to balance a weight of 421.447 lbf against the 220lbs. Supes tips right the hell over. This can be fixed with powers such as flight, levitation, the force, whatever you like that is not confined to the physical realm. But just regular old physics says over he goes.

You can make the lbf calculation here with the torque calculator. It will tell you how many lbs are pushing on an imaginary scale from one direction. You then just treat it as if it is on a normal balanced scale. The pounds of force on one side is the weight of the person lifting. The calculated pounds of force is the weight pushing down on the other side of the balanced scale. If the scale is balanced or tips toward the lifter in regards to an equilibrium between the two, then the lifter, Superman in our case, stays steady with the lift (if they can exert the force to make the lift). They do this because the center of mass stays within the space they can control. If the equilibrium favors the lifted person, then the balance all tips toward the lifted person and Superman falls forward toward the center of mass.

It’s also pretty much the same thing as leverage. Put a beam on a fulcrum and two weights on either side. As you move one weight farther away from the fulcrum, even though the weight doesn’t change, the more force it exerts on the other weight, eventually making it possible to lift it even though it couldn’t before. The moment of exact equality, when the lifter’s lbs of force equal the lifted’s pounds of force, is when the beam is exactly balanced over the fulcrum. Move or change the weights any way, and the beam tips. One goes up, one goes down. The farther Superman reaches out his arm, the longer a lever he is giving to the weight of whoever he is holding. Eventually, the force of the weight at that distance will overwhelm his weight regardless of his strength because the distance multiplier to the force ends up more important.

The unexpected issue is that the distance exerts significant effect very quickly. An arm length is already enough.

Superman’s choke lift distance limit is about 14.61633 inches, just a little over half the arm length he can use. Having nothing to do with his strength, just what his frame can support.

Darth Vader though was 264 lbs because of his mechanical suit. So he can chokelift the average person out to 17.2738 inches away from himself. Much better.

Bjornsson, at 452 lbs, can chokelift an enemy out to 30.0299 inches. Or... just barely under his probable full arm extension of 30.22. It would be extremely difficult but it would probably be more of an issue of his strength and conditioning than physics. IF he specifically worked his muscles like he has done for this competition above, he might be able to chokelift the average person for a split second. Maybe even a few seconds if he did everything he could just for that.

Get someone heavier and stronger, because it is fiction anyway, let’s say the Blob, who both weighs 976 pounds and lifts 5 tons, and all of the sudden you have him have the capability that Superman doesn’t. At 5′10 he also has shorter arms, probably something around 26.12 inches. He is capable of a chokelifting up to 448 pounds at his full arm extension length.

Thank you for attending my TED Talk on why The Blob is better than Superman.

[derekbeattieimages]

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[scotianostra]

June 30th 1857 saw the beginning of the trial of Madeleine Smith for murder.

It was labelled as the ‘crime of the century’, and even now, 163 years on, the Madeleine Smith murder case continues to fascinate criminologists and forensic experts around the world.

Accused of poisoning her lover, Pierre Emile L’Angelier,- and with a clear motive to do so - the authorities could have very easily thrown the key away. But instead she got away Scot-free. Opinion remains divided over her innocence to this day.

As a 20-year-old in 1855 she began a secret affair with Pierre Emile L'Angelier, an apprentice nurseryman from the Channel Islands. The two met late at night at Smith’s bedroom window and wrote passionate letters to each other, which would become evidence against her.

During one of their infrequent meetings alone, Smith lost her virginity to L'Angelier.

However her parents, unaware of the affair with L'Angelier, whom Smith had promised to marry, arranged for a fiancé for her within their upper-middle class community. He was William Minnoch.

Desperate now, Smith attempted to break her connection with L'Angelier and, in February 1857, asked him to return the letters she had written to him. Instead, he threatened to expose her in an attempt to force her to marry him.

Early in the morning of 23 March 1857 L'Angelier died from arsenic poisoning. And after Smith’s numerous letters were found in his lodging house she was arrested and charged with his murder.

It emerged that she had been spotted in a druggist ordering arsenic, signing for it as MH Smith.

Early in the morning of 23 March 1857, L'Angelier died from arsenic poisoning. After Smith’s numerous letters were found in his lodging house, she was arrested and charged with murder.

Despite this, and evidence that she had signed for the deadly doses of arsenic as MH Smith – Hamilton was her middle name – the jury of her peers, middle class, returned a not-proven verdict.

There has been a number of books written on the subject, and there’s a no shortage of articles online about the Madeleine Smith case, here is an article at the link below asking if she was guilty.....