The alchemical dream of creating basic industrial materials—metals, minerals, fibers, feedstocks—from common elements rather than mining or harvesting them. Raw material synthesis promises a world where nothing is scarce because everything can be made from abundant elements: iron from rust, aluminum from clay, timber from cellulose synthesized in factories. The science is advancing: we can synthesize diamonds, grow leather in labs, and turn carbon dioxide into fabric. But the economics still favor extraction for most materials—it's cheaper to dig up iron than to make it from scratch. Raw material synthesis is the ultimate hedge against resource depletion: when the mines run dry, the labs will keep running. Until then, it's a fascinating glimpse of a post-mining future.
Example: "The startup promised to synthesize rare metals from common elements, freeing the world from mining. Their process worked in the lab, producing perfect samples of titanium from sand. Scaling to industrial production proved harder—the energy costs were astronomical. They pivoted to making jewelry, where customers paid extra for 'synthetic' as a virtue. Raw material synthesis survived, just not as planned."
Someone who is addicted to obtaining money and building wealth. A money addict and fanatic. Breadheads often work more than one full-time job, and some even participate in illicit activities to "obtain the bread".
I don't buy the schmegegge about Morty sleeping with Moira.
His version of the story was pure schmegegge.
The whole schmegegge was made up to get Liz a little bit of attention.
Looking or experiencing something nice after witnessing something horrid like a disgusting gif or a disturbing video. Typically used as eye bleach are nice images of whatever makes the disturbed person happy.