Mitch, it sounds like you are still grieving. May I suggest going to a support group rather than taking it out on a man who wrote a throwaway line in a post that was meant to be fun and interesting?

As humans, our vices are many. There are killjoys for drinking alcohol, eating sweets, watching TV, sex, and so much more. While knowledge certainly is a wonderful thing, can't we just sit back and enjoy something (including a Neatorama post) while we meander through this thing called "life"?

That is only true because you chose the word "and" instead of "or."

He's a horny toad?

What he's saying is that the beams didn't need to fully melt or liquify, they just needed to be hot enough to become structurally unstable and the tower would collapse under its own weight.

You would if the only way you could ever have toast in your entire life was if you held a piece of bread over an open fire. Not only would your hand get burned. Not only would the toast end up tasting like smoke. But you'd have to dowse the fire at night before the wild beasts would notice its light and sneak up to devour another of your siblings, usually the youngest.
Life was hard back in the days before electric toasters, young'un.

You're supposed to lie down in it, Edward. Not stand.