October 10, 2009

What happened to global warming?

By Paul Hudson
Climate correspondent, BBC News

This headline may come as a bit of a surprise, so too might that fact that the warmest year recorded globally was not in 2008 or 2007, but in 1998.

But it is true. For the last 11 years we have not observed any increase in global temperatures.

And our climate models did not forecast it, even though man-made carbon dioxide, the gas thought to be responsible for warming our planet, has continued to rise.

So what on Earth is going on?

Climate change sceptics, who passionately and consistently argue that man's influence on our climate is overstated, say they saw it coming.

They argue that there are natural cycles, over which we have no control, that dictate how warm the planet is. But what is the evidence for this?

During the last few decades of the 20th Century, our planet did warm quickly.

Sceptics argue that the warming we observed was down to the energy from the Sun increasing. After all 98% of the Earth's warmth comes from the Sun.

But research conducted two years ago, and published by the Royal Society, seemed to rule out solar influences.

The scientists' main approach was simple: to look at solar output and cosmic ray intensity over the last 30-40 years, and compare those trends with the graph for global average surface temperature.

And the results were clear. "Warming in the last 20 to 40 years can't have been caused by solar activity," said Dr Piers Forster from Leeds University, a leading contributor to this year's Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change (IPCC).

But one solar scientist Piers Corbyn from Weatheraction, a company specialising in long range weather forecasting, disagrees.

He claims that solar charged particles impact us far more than is currently accepted, so much so he says that they are almost entirely responsible for what happens to global temperatures.

He is so excited by what he has discovered that he plans to tell the international scientific community at a conference in London at the end of the month.

If proved correct, this could revolutionise the whole subject.

Ocean cycles

What is really interesting at the moment is what is happening to our oceans. They are the Earth's great heat stores.

In the last few years [the Pacific Ocean] has been losing its warmth and has recently started to cool down

According to research conducted by Professor Don Easterbrook from Western Washington University last November, the oceans and global temperatures are correlated.

The oceans, he says, have a cycle in which they warm and cool cyclically. The most important one is the Pacific decadal oscillation (PDO).

For much of the 1980s and 1990s, it was in a positive cycle, that means warmer than average. And observations have revealed that global temperatures were warm too.

But in the last few years it has been losing its warmth and has recently started to cool down.

These cycles in the past have lasted for nearly 30 years.

So could global temperatures follow? The global cooling from 1945 to 1977 coincided with one of these cold Pacific cycles.

Professor Easterbrook says: "The PDO cool mode has replaced the warm mode in the Pacific Ocean, virtually assuring us of about 30 years of global cooling."

So what does it all mean? Climate change sceptics argue that this is evidence that they have been right all along.

They say there are so many other natural causes for warming and cooling, that even if man is warming the planet, it is a small part compared with nature.

But those scientists who are equally passionate about man's influence on global warming argue that their science is solid.

The UK Met Office's Hadley Centre, responsible for future climate predictions, says it incorporates solar variation and ocean cycles into its climate models, and that they are nothing new.

In fact, the centre says they are just two of the whole host of known factors that influence global temperatures - all of which are accounted for by its models.

In addition, say Met Office scientists, temperatures have never increased in a straight line, and there will always be periods of slower warming, or even temporary cooling.

What is crucial, they say, is the long-term trend in global temperatures. And that, according to the Met office data, is clearly up.

To confuse the issue even further, last month Mojib Latif, a member of the IPCC (Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change) says that we may indeed be in a period of cooling worldwide temperatures that could last another 10-20 years.

Professor Latif is based at the Leibniz Institute of Marine Sciences at Kiel University in Germany and is one of the world's top climate modellers.

But he makes it clear that he has not become a sceptic; he believes that this cooling will be temporary, before the overwhelming force of man-made global warming reasserts itself.

So what can we expect in the next few years?

Both sides have very different forecasts. The Met Office says that warming is set to resume quickly and strongly.

It predicts that from 2010 to 2015 at least half the years will be hotter than the current hottest year on record (1998).

Sceptics disagree. They insist it is unlikely that temperatures will reach the dizzy heights of 1998 until 2030 at the earliest. It is possible, they say, that because of ocean and solar cycles a period of global cooling is more likely.

One thing is for sure. It seems the debate about what is causing global warming is far from over. Indeed some would say it is hotting up.

Source:http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/science/nature/8299079.stm

And the Media responds!

• National Review: A Fitting Prize, in a Way

October 09, 2009

Upsetting flustration

I am in a better today. The healing wonders of a so-so night sleep. Actually, I was in a good mood yesterday, not jumping cloud to cloud, frolicking with unicorns mind you. It was a fairly even mood with happy anticipation of my TOPS meeting followed by a night out.

This did not pan out as the following events put me into the funk, that I am now recovering from.

My humor is vast, I find almost all things in life amusing. Over the years I have learned the need to self censor, I have not always followed through though. The longer people have known me the more irreverent my swagger. Rarely has this caused me grief.

Sitting around our meeting there is usually some banter, gossip, gallows humor and off color remarks. All with a certain degree of decorum. The topic of discussion had traveled to a parcel of land in town that would require some major work to become useful, six foot of toxic soil removal to be specific. I casually joked to make a prison there, which got the usual chuckles. One of those laughing then recanted stating that most people in prison are there illegally. Further a relative of hers was incarcerated even though she did nothing wrong.

I had any number of responses, but decided that I had wandered into a bad place so I awkwardly quieted down and decided to wait the ongoing rant to subside. I am still not certain this was the correct action. The person continued on about the shortcomings of the judicial system, how her relative had plead no contest, to spare herself another trial. How she had been maneuvered by her spouse into meth use. Then swerved into how accusation of victimizing children are condemned prior to any trial. Interspersed was accusations of my naive view of an unjust world. To which I just sat, verbally non-responsive. My mind was busy with suggestions...

Finally the subject change. I waited a few moments, gathered my things and left. I was upset or rather, I had allowed myself to become upset. Obviously, I had said something upsetting and received my comeuppance. Nevertheless, there was little justification for the rancor I felt had been heaped upon me. Being offended is a choice. This called for some walking.

There is a sinking feeling when an illusion of comfort is shattered. A sense of loss, even betrayal, a desire to avoid that place. There are feelings of outrage, guilt and disillusionment. In general I do not like upsetting people, likewise I do not want to be upset.

I do find writing helps me organize my thoughts though.

October 08, 2009

Beware the Fairy of the Teeth!

Connor has been loosing baby teeth, as expected. What is unexpected is the lack of parental participation in dentile extraction or agglomeration. Typically when your offspring loose teeth the tradition is to place said tooth under a pillow for a nocturnal visit of fairy folk who bring compensation. We rarely find any of Connors teeth, As often the case with Connor. He has his own path.

It was hot dog and Beans night. Connor was enjoying his hot dog when he stopped and spit out a tooth. He had quite a few things to say about the tooth and blood (small little bits). He had to hold it in his hand a few times. Finally he went back to eating.

Tina, was happy to finally have one of his teeth in hand. She had a little zip-lock holder and later that evening showed it to Connor. Offering the tradition of putting it under his pillow.

To which Connor responded "Put the Tooth in the trash Mom. No Fairy!"

It seems as though the late evening activity of fictional beings has an unnerving effect on our little guy. In retrospect I cannot say I disapprove, it actually seems quite prudent.

Autistic kids can be pragmatic.

Calorie information might not influence fast food choices

Calorie information might not influence fast food choices

Lesson in well intentioned interference by the government not yielding any results. Do not get me wrong, I like being able to look up nutritional information.

I tend to avoid places that do not allow me to check them out (especially when I am on a goal to get my weight down). Making an informed choice is a good thing.

Obesity is a problem. Is it a government problem? Is there a government solution? With the government take over of Health Care, you can bet they are going to exert all the control they can. Already we see regulation after regulation on how to make food. Talk about taxing certain "bad" products to stop consumption. Imagine what was done to smoking, but on food choices.

Results never seem to matter with Government. The effort to do "whats right", regardless of the outcome, regardless of what freedoms are lost, regardless of the Damage.

All comes back to the horrid excuse of humanity: "I only had the best of intentions"

October 07, 2009

Ponderance

If extraordinary claims require extraordinary evidence, then where is the extraordinary evidence that matter could be ex nihilo - out of nothing.

October 06, 2009

Acai Berry: Miracle weight-loss fruit or big fat scam?

Scam!

Oh it does have some good stuff, great nutritional value, Like most berries, acai is rich in antioxidants, fiber and omega-3 fatty acids.

It also contains phytochemicals and flavonoids, which may help prevent certain cancers.

"There is no competent scientific research that demonstrates any of the claimed effects of Acai berry, including weight loss, detoxification and increased energy and vitality," -- Connecticut Attorney General Richard Blumenthal.

Caveat Emptor

Government run health care (*again*)

One of the arguments FOR the public option is the insurance companies rejecting claims. Said public option would somehow be better.

Beverly Gossage, Research Fellow for Show-Me Institute and founder of HSA Benefits Consulting wondered which insurance companies rejected the most claims. She found her answer in the AMA’s own 2008 National Health Insurer Report Card. Well now this is interesting

The Medicare denial rate found in the study was roughly 1.7 times that of all of the private carriers combined.


You would think Medicare's sheer size might enable it to have smoother procedures with its providers that would enable it to turn down a lower percentage of claims.

Why should Americans accept the idea of a government-run system when, based on documented government experience, they will be more likely to see their claims denied?

Lest we forget almost every state run system has refusals to treat in the first place! Which is currently against the law in hospital emergency rooms in the U.S.

Of Moose and Men

It appears I have a tendency to overdo the exercise bit. I had ended up with a number of minor injuries earlier this year that slapped me in the face reality wise (Yo, Lee dis is yer body. Think your a youngster or sumptin?)

So I put aside thoughts of going out on a ride again today. Even though I feel pretty good my legs are a little sore and is my neck.

My diet Guru Jack says this is a rebuilding project. Not unlike rebuilding a car. So I am wrestling my needs and wants.

October 05, 2009

How to paladin XXXV! More of the Greatest Paladin ever to... (thinking).

Ridin' de bike mon!

This AM I opted to go on a bike ride. I have a goal in the back of my mind for riding up to Eugene. So this was the start of that, if you will. It was cloudy and cold but not threatening. The weather appeared to be cooperating. Dressing for success I went with the sweats with windbreakers and my handy gloves. I had a backpack in case I needed less layers. I filled a flagon of H20 and loaded the bike into the van. My route was pretty simple, start at Tinas work and ride home. I like the concept of going home better then a destination as it seems more relaxing at the end.

The drive was quick enough, we kissed goodbye and I mounted up. Immediately my eyes must have gotten very sad, as the tear ducts started flowing. This was followed by my nose. I made sure I was not crying with a quick mental check and continued onwards. I abated the flow of mucus from said nostrils by circling my breathing. In through the nose out through the mouth. This produces an amusing amount of steam. It was 42 degrees, so thats to be expected. Soon my various body parts figured out crying was no good and they settled down to a less embarrassing, internally containable flow.

My scientific mind would attribute the change in environment from the warm car to the cold air required biological adjustments, and as my body preformed them that particular function was running as required.

The town of Sutherlin quickly vanished as I rode past houses with increasingly sized yards in various states of tidiness. There was one sculptured lawn that gave me some mental notes for my own wild overgrowth. Soon I was on the lonely highway. Just me my bike and those few vehicles. I was actually moving along more quickly then I had considered. I was keeping a good 16 mph pace. At the 15 minute mark I stopped and drank some water, as I understand hydration is very important.

The hills were not difficult but they did require some effort and reduction in gearing. As I have not a clue what the shifting is supposed to be (as I am sure there are a multitude of opinions and facts on the subject) I kept the left gear on 2 (options being 1, 2, 3) and the right gear on 6 (options being 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7). For the hill I dropped down to 4 and on the flats got back up to 6. My MPH suffered a bit. The all to brief downhill did not play too much of a part in the entire trip.

Near our community collage is the bigger hill. At the top is a rural fire station. This gave me pause to drink more fluid. In anticipation of the next hurdle. The Umpqua bridge. This is a narrow two lane bridge that Trevor had much angst about the crossing. He recounted there being a near impossible turn, I myself was unsure of the height of the siderails, the thought of having a mishap over the edge was a minor consideration, but a consideration nonetheless.

As it turns out the rail was high enough, the sidewalk was single file narrow but ample for a deliberate rider. The turn at the end was easy to ignore with a bunny hop back to the pavement. This took me into the town of Winchester (don't blink!). I pit stopped for some calorie intake and found my legs stiffened up. Not sure if that was a good or bad idea, sitting there like that.

Back on the bike I started the gradual climb into Roseburg. I opted to have ear coverings, I hate when my ears get really cold. With the humidity in the air and the colder temperature they would have been aching. My toes got cold through my shoes. I have considered getting bike shoes that lock into the peddles. I need to make sure they are not vented in the front. Along the zipper of my jacket I noticed the cold creeping inwards.

All in all nothing uncomfortable or unmanageable as I crossed into the annexed city line. In hindsight I should have continued my 15min ride couple min break. but, I forgot.

As I headed down the last stretch I got fatigue. I geared down to my hill climbing 4 and still was having a tougher time riding. This was VERY noticeable, as I ride this way to and from work and I do so at a very brisk pace. It was then that my mind kicked me and said (DRINK DUMMY).

I stopped in front of the former nudie bar and finished off my liquid. It is astonishing how much that little break helped. I was in better form and even made the climb back up to my driveway.

Trip was 15.12 miles taking 1:08:13. This puts me around 15 mph (which is above goal! yeah me!). I burned around 890 calories.

So now for Ibuprofen, water and not moving all that much for recovery. My abductors felt thrashed and the connecting tissue on the right outer thigh (medial collateral ligament?) seems a bit distressed. Oddest of all my sternocleidomastoid muscle (left side back of neck from behind the ear down to the shoulder), is stiffer. I guess it is from bearing body weight from the handle bars. Not sure.

Good first ride!

October 02, 2009

My latest favorite pop song.



I gotta feeling that tonight’s gonna be a good night
That tonight’s gonna be a good night
That tonight’s gonna be a good good night (x3)
Tonight’s the night night
Let’s live it up
I got my money
Let’s spend it up
Go out and smash it
Like Oh My God
Jump off that sofa
Let’s get get OFF
I know that we’ll have a ball
If we get down
And go out
And just loose it all
I feel stressed out
I wanna let it go
Lets go way out spaced out
And loosing all control
Fill up my cup
Mozoltov
Look at her dancing
Just take it off
Lets paint the town
We’ll shut it down
Let’s burn the roof
And then we’ll do it again

Lets Do it (x3)
And live it up
I gotta feeling that tonight’s gonna be a good night
That tonight’s gonna be a good night
That tonight’s gonna be a good good night (x2)
Tonight’s the night
Let’s live it up
I got my money
Lets spend it up
Black Eyed Peas I Gotta Feeling lyrics found on http://www.directlyrics.com/black-eyed-peas-i-gotta-feeling-lyrics.html
Go out and smash it
Like Oh My God
Jump off that sofa
Lets get get OFF
Fill up my cup (Drink)
Mozolotov (Lahyme)
Look at her dancing (Move it Move it)
Just take it off
Lets paint the town
We’ll shut it down
Lets burn the roof
And then we’ll do it again
Lets do it (x3)
Let’s live it up
Here we come
Here we go
We gotta rock
Easy come
Easy go
Now we on top
Feel the shot
Body rock
Rock it don’t stop
Round and round
Up and down
Around the clock
Monday, Tuesday,
Wednesday, Thursday,
Friday, Saturday,
Saturday and Sunday
Get get get get get
With us you know what we say
Party everyday p-p-p-party
Party everyday
I gotta feeling that tonight gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good good night

Where in I discuss my thighs.

My T-shirts.... *snif* my T-shirts are much to big. They have a good 12 inches of girth around them. That means they are destined for the rag pile before their time. Sad really, few things are better in life then donning a soft, comfortable, T-shirt after a good days work.

It is one of those I-lost-weight-observations that I had not considered prior to said observation occurring. Odd that...

Previously I observed my fat head, now my old hats fit without inducing a migraine. Also, it takes a substantial change to notice you "feel better" and that is a mental, not physical state. Also, riding a bike sans 60+ lbs is much more fun.

My river sandals no longer fit tight. I would be out of pants if not for my buddy Jack who lost weight as well, sent me a care package of his "fat clothes" (he went from 210 to 148).

I think my hockey roller skates will fit again. Need to test that theory out.

My shirts that fit are now being confused with my son Trevor's on laundry day.

People only give you compliments to a certain weight, then they start cautioning you. It goes from "Wow, your looking good!" to "Your wasting away."

Then the oddest observation yet thus far. Leg hair. To be specific inner thigh leg hair.

At a certain point the fatty deposits around the upper thighs can lead to a "meeting in the middle." This provides a near constant friction that will lop off the hairs at skin level. It can also lead to chaffing and other unpleasant details I opt not to elucidate upon.

Lo and behold while doing a biological function on a porcelain decedent of John Crappers lifestyle changer. I made note of a hirsute addition to my previously shorn abductors.

I pondered for a moment, as one does. Finally coming to the aforementioned conclusion.

This overall event left me both curious and fearful of what will be next.

October 01, 2009

Adventures in Media Bias



What makes for Bad news and or Good news about the recession (depression?). It only matters who is in the White House. If its a Democrat look for the bad news to be shed in the most positive of light! If it is a Republican, it is all bad and going to get worse!

Unemployment is currently at a 26-year-high of 9.7 percent and expected to continue rising. The last president to govern with such high unemployment was President Ronald Reagan.

But in 1982, when unemployment was rising similarly to the way it has in 2009 the network news media were merciless quoting attacks from Democrats, union leaders and the unemployed to attack Reagan's "sadistic" fiscal policies.

2009 was a different story, for a different president. Even though unemployment has shot up from 8.1 percent since February, network reporters looked for "hopeful signs" of an economic turnaround in their jobs report.


It is really no wonder that the viewer ship of several seemingly state run media outlets has fallen?

Something about WiFi

Wi-Fi - A brand name developed by the Wi-Fi Alliance to ensure compatibility among products which communicate data wireless via the IEEE 802.11 Standard. It is not an acronym.

or

"Wi-Fi" Means your wireless data device that conforms to the Institute of Electrical and Electronic Engineers (IEEE) standard number 802.11 can work at that location. Note: the use of the word 'can' in that last sentence.

The library in which I work has free wireless Internet access (Wi-Fi). We regularly have several patrons taking advantage of this service. Every so often we have patrons with a lack of understanding about how Wi-Fi works and the inability to accept possibilities. For example...

One of our Reference desk people called up the tech department to let us know the Wi-Fi was not working. As we started drilling down to find the "real" issue (which is something you just need to do with technical issues). We found something amiss and headed out to the floor to confirm.

The patrons Laptop was not connecting to the Internet and not seeing the Wi-Fi signal (nor the signal from the Tavern across the street). Further, several other patrons were busy doing Myspace, watching You Tube and playing games over the Internet, via the Wi-Fi connection.

Wi-Fi is a radio signal, it beams from a device called an Access Point, which both receives and transmits. This radio wave goes out in a circular pattern and depending upon certain obstacles has a range in the hundreds of feet. If you are in this "circle" your computer should see the signal identifier and be able to connect to the signal in some fashion. If the laptop to your left and laptop to your right are connected, you can deduce you are indeed in range and the issue is not the Access point. Logical so far?

Informing the patron that the problem appears to be with her computer was taken personally...

"Okay, we do have a strong signal going and several people are online without any issue. I wonder if your wifi device is turned off?"

"No, its not turned off. I come here all the time and my laptop connects perfectly! You need to fix your Internet."

"The Internet is working for all these other people, could I possibly take a look at your system? Maybe I could see something?"

"No, I do not want you touching my computer! It works every time I come here, the problem has to be with YOUR Internet!"

"I am sorry ma'am but there isn't anything I can do on our side to connect your computer. It could be your wireless is not working for some reason. I would be more then happy to look on your Laptop."

"It is not my laptop, it is working fine. For some reason I think you have blocked me"

"Nothing else I can do here then. I am sorry"

"So you are refusing to fix your Internet?"

"It is working fine, otherwise the other patrons would not be able to connect"

"I do not know why your Internet has blocked my computer, but this just is not right!"

"Again, I am sorry ma'am. I am willing to check your computer, but that would be your call"


And I backed away slowly...

September 30, 2009

Joke about the European Union.

About Autism

Tina and I noted Connor had stopped talking very early on. We, at first, dismissed this as kids being different. As time moved forward it became more and more apparent that he just was not typical. We noticed the time of his "shut down" was around his immunization. Several reports came out showing parents had come to a similar conclusion.

We joined in a law suit that was put on hold by the white house. Part of the qualification came from the batch numbers from the immunization shots. We qualified. There is a certain degree of horror that comes from being a "good parent" and hurting your child.

There have been several studies that show no relationship between Thimerosal and Autism. So it is safe and we might all be conspiracy nuts, yet today, all routinely recommended licensed pediatric vaccines currently being manufactured for the U.S. market are either thimerosal-free or contain markedly reduced amounts of thimerosal.

Since 2000, we’ve learned several key lessons about autism:

The epidemic of autism is real, and it not a merely a product of better diagnosis.

A study by researchers at the UC Davis MIND Institute on California autism rates found that less than 1/10th of the increased number of reported autism cases could be attributed to the inclusion of milder cases of autism (so called “diagnostic expansion”), and less than 1/25th could be attributed to earlier age of diagnosis. (see “Hertz-Picciotto Jan2009 – The Rise in Autism and the Role of Age at Diagnosis”)

Latest indications are that perhaps 6-7% of autism cases are purely genetic, meaning that the child has autism solely because of the genes inherited from the parents (if they have these genes, then they have autism).

Analysis of the Autism Genome Project Consortium findings concludes that the largest autism-genetic study to date found no association other than one slightly-associative one that would have been expected to be found by statistical chance.

OSOTEN "Original Source of the Estimated Number describes how the widely-reported 10-15% number of autism cases from genetic causes can be traced back to an estimate by a single group of researchers that did not have valid supporting data for their assertion. It asserts that the real number is probably around 6-7%.

There is a greater risk of autism for children born to families with certain family medical histories (Brimacombe M, Ming X, Parikh A. Familial risk factors in autism. JChild Neurol. 2007; 22:000-000), indicating that certain sub-groups are particularly susceptible to autism. 1 in 7 children born to families with thyroid disorders develop autism

Many studies indicate that children with autism are less able to excrete toxins. For example, children with autism are less able to excrete mercury via hair and thus have lower levels of mercury in their hair versus a control group. (Reduced levels of mercury in first baby haircuts of autistic children Holmes AS, Blaxill MF, Haley BE. Int J Toxicol. 2003 Jul-Aug; 22(4):277-85)

Autism is a whole-body condition, not merely one affecting the brain. Children with autism have multiple organs with adverse health issues, typically including the gastrointestinal tract and endocrine system. Clinical research indicates that children with autism share serious underlying metabolic imbalances

Auto-antibodies and impaired immune system function, Methylation disorders, Low glutathione levels, High metal toxicity, Mitochondrial dysfunction, Thyroid dysfunction, Demylenation,
MBP “Myelin Basic Protein” antibodies, Gastrointestinal disease, Seizure disorders, Chronic neuroinflammation, Chronic bacterial, viral, and fungal infections, Disordered serum chemistries, Altered metabolic profiles, Impaired brain connectivity, Gastrointestinal abnormalities including impaired digestion.


September 28, 2009

Astounding Engimatic Happy Kid FTW!

My youngest, Connor, is a bright happy kid. He is gentle kind, enjoys the world around him. He is also language delayed autistic. So going the the dentist is very different for him. It requires him to be fully sedated. Get that? Under via IV drip for the duration of his dentist trip.

Sedation frightens the hell out of me, because I know how many things can go wrong. Now his dentist is very good and has an impeccable track record, in all ways he is a professional and damn near peerless in his skills. Still intellectualize all you want, my darling baby boy is going to be fed drugs until unconscious. It just does not sit right, and probably never will.

This is one of the few times I recognize a burden with Autism. Something that would normally require a "be brave kid" instead is Draconian. Due to some evil well meaning pre-school teachers he still cannot abide his hair being cut for as long as needed. Having them clear out the barber shop so you can restrain your kid while the understanding barber does his job is taxing, humiliating and can be viewed as cruel.

Still with diligence and modeling we have gotten him to the point were he will allow the hair cutting to a reasonable point.

The last go around they tried to induce a dream like state. No go. Then they tried Gas. No go. Then they did an IV. I have never seen someone fight against going under like he did. Seriously his will power blew me away.

He spent the next 24 hours lethargic and vomiting. I felt unevenly, because I knew this needed to be done, yet my heart broke seeing him in this situation. He had a follow-up and after the long trial of his first go around he was able to open his mouth and let them work. His legs nervously moved and his hands were on either side of his face.

Flash forward, today. Connor is going in for cleaning, x-rays and possibly drilling. I REALLY am feeling the angst. He just does not comprehend what is going on and it has to be justifiably frightening and confusing.

I really expected the worse. Lo and behold he did not need sedation. He was willing to allow them to do their job, they let him hold and look at the instruments and with mirrors observe the procedure. They were even able to get him to laugh here and there. I'm dumbfounded.

Somehow he was able to put together in his mind that this was uncomfortable but important. Imagine, if you will, the difficulty in explaining what someone is going to work in your mouth with a hook scraping your teeth? Futher, say you have to use a HIGHLY limited vocabulary and the person has no experience to draw comparisons too. Somewhere in that skull lurks a highly deductive, brilliant mind.

The Bruce!

My IM (instant messenger) sits fairly dormant, it is far from a networking social tool. It is more quick access to my wife and kids and vice versa. I like it that way.

Lo and behold Robert (my childhood chum) IM'd me last week with a proposal; meet for Dinner in the PNW (pacific north west). Good Stuff! Life long friends are the blessing of my life. Growing up in post 50's So Cal Suburbs was, in retrospect, ideal for being a kid.

I joined cub scouts and boy scouts and Met Robbie and Robert. We have been friends ever since. Even though decisions made have moved us to various places on the continent, two facts allowed us to re-establish contact. The first being we are Computer mavin's, the second is we enjoy gaming as a pretext for socializing. Over the last 16 years or so face to face meetings have been few and far between, so RBG's (Robert) proposal was enthusiastically accepted.

A few caveats were included, this may not occur and the timing may require flexibility. As Tina and I are most familiar with eateries along the I5 Oregon corridor I opted to hammer down the details. A quick chat with my better half afforded us maximum flexibility and a call to my sibling produced locations for the epicurious. The Taprock (pictured on the blog entry below) is a grand log cabin affair that is drenched in the best of Oregon. Even the sidewalk mimics a stream of copper salmon, various statues grace the grounds, Elk, Bear. It is perched along the bank and there is a warmth to even the cavernous interior. The staff is efficient but seemingly neophyte in confidence. It is a new restaurant, so you can give allowances. The double Decks overlook the Rogue river in a tranquil setting, the far side has a park with plenty of green and trees, which gives the effect that you are indeed in the country. The river itself makes small wet sounds that you need to be quiet to hear. The setting was a simple iron table with less then plush chairs.

RBG was able to confirm his sojourn into our realm and agreed with time and date. All systems ready for launch T-minus... Flash forward about a week and we head south in our conveyance towards the foggy town of Grants Pass, home of my Sister and various questionable civic organizations. We arrived early and scouted around a bit and was a bit surprised\worried that RBG had not arrived. The hostess confirmed she had received a phone call from someone lost. Next a cell phone call confirmed he was pulling into the drive. Curiously with a car from Idaho...

We got a place on the deck overlooking the river and got some pictures. Ordered food and set about several years worth of conversation, family, work, life, liberty, happiness (or said pursuit). The waiter was easily confused which provided me with some enjoyment. The food was good and the company was excellent. There is a degree of comfort that takes some time to develop, you are never quite sure where hidden bombshells or tripwires are, conversationally, that might lead to awkward pauses or worse the decision to become offended. When you have been around someone for 40 plus years, on and off. The foundation is pretty much solid and acceptance and tolerance is a given. Add to that 1/2 a lifetime of memories and commonality, you just "get along famously".

And so we did.

The dinner ended all to soon and Tina and I forced Robert into an after dinner death march, over the river and through the woods, through town as well. As time ticked on parental duty kicked in and it was time to depart. A bit of salesmanship could mean a few more catch-ups. So I hope he lands the contract for several reasons.

On a mixed note, I fully intended on getting the bill, but the expense account won over my frugal nature.

September 24, 2009

gourmandization

Submitted for you approval, above is the edifice that houses the Taprock Grill restaurant in Grants Pass Oregon. It sits along the Rouge River and includes dual stacked decks for your dinning pleasure.

The service was a bit spotty. It took an odd amount of time between delivery of beverages. The menus offers a nice variety and the food was good fare. My fries were not crisp (the second bunch was perfect). The appetizer plate was served quickly, was perfect heat and came with various sauces. Good stuff.

More on the company in next posting.

September 23, 2009

The beginning of a school year is an appropriate time to question how our schools propose to teach our children.

Today's educators, observing widespread self-doubt and despair among the young, believe that the way to get a student to learn is to inflate his self-image. They believe that the curriculum should be designed, in the words of a resolution from the National Education Association, to "foster positive self-esteem."

There is indeed a lack of self-esteem among our students. The real tragedy, though, is that the educators' irrational view of "positive self-esteem" not only prevents a solution to this problem--but is itself the very cause.

Educators believe that self-esteem can be achieved by simply encouraging a child to "feel good" about himself. They continually exhort students to praise themselves--to praise themselves causelessly--by such means as chanting in class: "I am me and I am enough."

The objective reality of the child's life--the choices he makes, the thinking he engages in, the effort he exerts, the actions he takes--is disregarded. As one guidebook on self-esteem explains: "Children have the right to feel good about themselves exactly as they are. . . . A child's value is unconditional. Nothing the child does, says or chooses can change it."

Genuine self-esteem, however, consists not of causeless feelings, but of certain knowledge about yourself. It rests on the conviction that you--by your choices, effort and actions--have made yourself into the kind of person able to deal with reality. It is the conviction--based on the evidence of your own volitional functioning--that you are fundamentally able to succeed in life and, therefore, are deserving of that success.

Since it is only through rational thought and action that one develops the ability to cope with reality, self-esteem results from an individual's commitment to reason. A rational, productive person will possess self-esteem; a drug-addicted bum will not.

But in the view of our Dewey-inspired educators, logic is a "straitjacket." Students are taught by "progressive" educators that there are no rigid principles in life, and that emotion, not reason, is one's link to reality. Thus, if a child is somehow made to feel good about himself, he is good--irrespective of whether there exists any objective basis for that conclusion.

Of course this approach cannot work. A child who makes bad choices--who does not think but drifts in class, who shuts down his mind at the first sign of difficulty, who heads for the mall instead of exerting the effort that learning requires--will not acquire self-esteem. Constantly getting the answers wrong in class and feeling bewildered by the world outside, such a child experiences only uncertainty, helplessness and self-doubt.

How then will educators make him "feel good" about himself? By attempting to obliterate any facts that lead him to a negative estimate of himself. Accordingly, they teach him that there are never any wrong answers.

This is what gives rise to such nightmarish phenomena as inventive spelling, whereby a fourth-grader who spells "favorite" as "fffifit" is lauded by the teacher for expressing a "creative feeling." This viewpoint infects even the most objective of disciplines, mathematics. One educator explains the root of a girl's errors in mathematics: "She was trying to get these problems right. The alternative was to get them wrong. . . . So this is a situation within the win-lose world in which there's no way the child can feel good about the assignment."

Erase the concept of truth--these educators maintain--and a child will never discover that he is thinking or acting wrongly. If he is taught that anything he does is right because he feels it, he will always "feel good" about himself. For this reason a Minnesota Education Association's guide to self-esteem tells students: "Express your beliefs . . . as your point of view--not as the 'truth.'"

Today's child lacks self-esteem precisely because modern educators encourage him to dispense with his mind, and to indulge his feelings. Self-doubt is the inevitable result, as the child realizes that he lacks the tool by which to comprehend reality.

Yet, to solve the problem they themselves have created, educators propose to continue the same anti-reason, emotionalist approach to teaching.

There is certainly a crisis of self-esteem among America's students. But don't look to the modern pushers of pseudo self-esteem for the remedy. Their ideas are the disease.

thanks to Dr. Ghate

September 22, 2009

languorous living

There are little things you can do that make things "work better." For instance, setting up the coffee maker the night before. Somehow this act is long and drawn out in the AM. Also, putting my clothing for the work day in the same spot. Getting a routine down in the morning so you get all the important stuff done in short order. Having a key rack and a place for your wallet\purse what have you, that you actually use. Making sure your vehicle is ready to go for the morning. Taking the last few minutes of your work day to compile a list of what to start on the next morning. Using a weekly dinner menu with a coordinated shopping list, so you have what you need on hand for X number of dinners. Go through your bills and stage them so you can pay them on time.

All great stuff! Now DOING THIS and CONTINUING forward! Aye, theres the rub!

Recent surgery has precluded me from doing certain projects that I was intending on doing. Now that I am just starting to be able to walk longer and ride the bike, I feel like I am behind. This too shall pass. Last week I added a morning workout routine to my day. Push ups, curls, shrugs, rows. Nothing intense (a recent self inflicted injury taught me that), a slow progression taking my time. Rebuilding this body if you will.

So I started the Coffee Maker setup at night routine this week. And I am determined to do the weekly accounting weekly! During the typing of this missive I realize I am limiting day to day ambiguity. Providing some structure, order among the chaos, controlling that which I can so to be ready for that I cannot.

Probably just pomp and posturing, still... It has a certain satisfaction when you wake up to fresh coffee.

September 21, 2009

Fat Head

I'm nearing the 200 pound mark. Which means I weigh less now then when I got married. I had not really thought about the fatty tissue below the scalp. I guess it is obvious, but I was a fat headed guy.

Let me 'splain!

I like hats, I have a really nice Fedora, Fisherman, Russian hunter, Cowboy and a Pork Pie Hat.
I really do not like base ball caps, although I do have and wear them as well.

I wear my Fedora and fisherman's during summer walks to work. The cowboy and Russian during the rain or winter (respectively). Some time ago I found the cowboy and pork pie had shrunk. That is to say, they were smaller from my perspective. So I put them up on a shelf and went on about my business. What I did not realize was my head had grown.

So last week when I knocked the Pork Pie down from its perch I tried it on, only to find it fits wonderfully. This might explain why my river sandal straps do not tighten up enough. I think I should break out my old roller hockey skates...

September 17, 2009

Hear that noise? Its the sun setting...

Libraries are the only free access to information. There is a wealth of knowledge sitting on shelves waiting to be read. Libraries actually share books across this nation. It might be a matter of waiting but you can read anything in print you want. It is a remarkable repository.

It is also something that may be going away. Is this society evolving? Poorly executed Government? or just a lack of need for a centralized repository?

There are quite a few reasons that closures happen. The Washington library has a couple weeks off to make the budget, While Philadelphia is looking a bit more bleak.

Has the notion and concept of Library outlived its want or usefulness? Or is it something else.

The library that I am employed by was set up under a federal grant that was supposed to have ended but was given an extension. This was to make up for local revenue due to the gutting of our timber industry.

The library budget does not have a dollar figure. That is to say it operates with any given amount. Over the last few years. We have "suffered" budget cuts of 10%, 10%, with a planned cut of 20%, and 35%. For a total of 75% in cuts from the county. With out additional revenue there will be little to no public libraries in the county.

Some cities will continue on in some form. Maybe that is how it should be. I don't know.

As conservative as I am I still see a need for public parks, health and safety inspections, fire and police service. I am approaching a crossroads on Libraries...

September 16, 2009

You might just be....

If you shout out that our president lies, you might just be a racist.

If you criticize our president, you might just be a racist.

If you listen to conservative talk radio, you might just be a racist.

If you watch Fox News, you might just be a racist.

If you suggest our president is racist, you might just be a racist.

If you are against the government takeover of health care, you might just be a racist.

I have no doubt that somewhere in the great country there are people who feel that ethnic origins make one superior, thus make another inferior. I further realize that genetics, environment, hard work and access to better education, can make a person "superior" in certain area's.

The term racism is now being bandied about as a tactic rather then fact. I believe it is now the liberal synonym to socialism. In other words both are being misused and thus redefined.

Can someone make a racist statement and not be a racist? Can a defined racist comment be rendered "non-racist" due to the commenter's ethnic origin?

Are there acceptable forms of discrimination? Are there acceptable forms of intolerance?

I'm getting really sick and tired of everyone being accused of racism, I hope everyone else is starting to feel the same.

September 15, 2009

Cautiously Optimistic

What do you do when the School bus arrives? For years my kids made it out the door and to the bus with little to no assistance. Yes, on a rare occasion or two they missed.

Connor rides the Short bus, litterally. It comes to the driveway and honks in the morning. Connor requires quite a bit of assistance to get ready for school. If left alone he would be playing in his PJ's when the bus pulled up. I ponder if he would go to school in his nightclothes...

Again, when the bus brings him home we would have someone to greet him. Time passes and kids in collage cannot adjust their schedule. In a few years they will be out in the world, leaving this little detail of life in the hands of Tina and myself.

There is no solution without repercussions. Ideally, Connor would get up, get dressed, make his lunch and busy himself until the bus came. He would leave the house locked up and go off to school. Afterwards he would get off the bus, get inside the house and eat a snack and have some "Me time".

Both Tina and I leave for work before the bus comes. I plan on altering my schedual, if something occurs at work or I change jobs this could become more difficult. Tina can get home before Connor. Her job location and travel time makes little margin of error.

The kids are still at home and they have been working with Connor getting himself off the bus and into the house. Having him do this with no one home gives me angst.

September 14, 2009

Chemical imbalance

t is a bit cloudy, not enough to rain. Summer is ending, the kids are starting to gear up for Collage. Connor is at his new Jr. High School. We are trying to figure out how to work our schedual so I can get him on the bus and Tina can get him off the bus. At the same time we are working so he can get himself off the bus and into the house on his own. The idea is at some point we may be unable to get home before the bus and he would be able to go inside and be okay.

Diana is heading back on her own at collage. She came a long way from last year. She has a better feel for Collage and knows some people. She found a nice catholic church she can attend. Her studies are going well and her association with the Ford Foundation is great. I am glad she had a summer off. Not to many of those left. Trevor just needs to realize what he needs to do to be successful. He KNOWS what needs doing, he just has not made that tiny step of deeds over words.

My job is unsure, the unemployment here is near 10%. There was a job posting that I could actually do, funny thing is there is now, no record of the job listed in the e-mail. The company says they decided to hold off on filling the position, so they pulled the ad. *sigh*

My diet is still going but mentally I keep wondering, am I there yet? Breaking below 200 lbs would be nice and could happen as soon as this week. I was doing more exercise, then I had surgury with a dang long recovery. Seems every couple of days I strain the stitches and end up bleeding again. So the wanting to exercise and not being able too is irksome.

It would be so nice to get some bills paid down, get some more into savings. Ah well.

The charlatan fourth estate

Source material.

Anyone who does more then just watch the nightly news has noticed that there has been a dynamic shift away from "News" to more "Info-Tainment".

CNN with its 24\7 coverage had to fill up time in such a manner that people would watch. Sure they did have the Challenger footage and Baby Jessica, but it was the first Gulf War in 1991 that really made CNN shine. You figure it must have looked like a good idea because FOX news channel launched October 1996, followed by MSNBC on July 1996.

So now you have competition for advertising dollars, which means people having said station playing. Add to that the Internet where you not only get access to various news agencies, you also get eyewitness accounts, and fact checkers (and some kooks).

We have gone, in short order, from Network control of information to non-centralized non-control. I can read a story on MSNBC, google search and find more info that either confirms or refutes the story.

Currently we have lots of opinions shoved into the facts of a news cast. Spun this way and that way in order to "Shape" the news rather then inform. Some would say it has always been this way, just look at Walter Winchell or Hearst. The current polling is showing there is a low trust for various news outlets.

The Van Jones story is really telling. Here you have someone appointed by The President of the United states, with very controversial beliefs and statements. It was only covered by FOX until he resigned claiming he was smeared, by his own statements on video. Many of the folks around my office were wondering who Mr. Jones was and why he resigned.

So what can you do? Newspapers, Magazines, NPR, Broadcast and Cable news outlets all are more opinion padded facts then anything else.

I am hoping that people voting with their feet will start some change. The most bias of Newspapers are on the brink of collapse. Maybe they will consider it a good business move to provide factual news rather then party line.

September 13, 2009

America's Dim Bulbs

Original link:

Europe's ban on the incandescent light bulb began phasing in this month, and the U.S. will soon follow. Is Thomas Edison to blame for global warming? And why are we exporting green jobs?

When the warm-mongers assemble in Copenhagen this December to hammer out a successor to the failed Kyoto Protocol, no doubt their work to save the earth from the carbon dioxide that gives it life will take place under the eerie light thrown off by compact fluorescent light bulbs (CFLs) mandated by the European Union to fight climate change.

The bulbs are more expensive, costing up to six times as much as an equivalent incandescent bulb. But they're said to be more economical in the long run because they supposedly use up to 80% less energy than old-style bulbs and don't burn out as quickly.

The change will be gradual. The clear 60-watt bulb will be allowed to be sold until at least September 2011 and clear 40-watt bulbs until 2012. In Germany there's a run on Edison's creation, with sales of incandescents up 34%. Is a black market in bulbs in the offing?

The Telegraph newspaper reports that European officials are conceding CFLs are not as bright an idea as first advertised.

An 11-watt CFL is advertised as being the equivalent of a 60-watt incandescent. Officials in Brussels responsible for the ban admit that this is "not true" and that such claims are "exaggerated."

Tests conducted by London's Telegraph found that using a single lamp to illuminate a room, an 11-watt CFL produced only 58% of the illumination of an "equivalent" 60-watt incandescent — even after a 10-minute warm-up that consumers have found necessary for a CFL to reach its full brightness.

The European Commission advises consumers of the environmental hazards posed by CFLs. If one breaks, you're advised to air out rooms and avoid using vacuum cleaners to prevent exposure to mercury in the bulbs. You can't just throw out an old bulb. It must be properly thrown out, lest your bedroom or family room become a Superfund toxic waste site.

Mercury is considered by environmentalists to be among the most toxic of toxic substances and, yes, it is dangerous if ingested or handled over time. We've been warned that high concentrations in fish are dangerous to pregnant women. We've been told mercury in vaccines causes autism.

So now it's safe in fragile light bulbs?

September 12, 2009

Publisher apologizes for Sen. Kennedy memorial prayer

A little while ago I bemoand the scandelous "funeral mass" of Ted Kennedy. As a Catholic I was disturbed by some of the going's on. I was not alone. The Catholic news agency presented this missive today. This, at least to me, is a better showing of what the Church should be.

Chicago, Ill., Sep 12, 2009 / 07:05 am (CNA).- Liturgy Training Publications, the Chicago-based publisher associated with the Archdiocese of Chicago, has apologized for distributing a controversial prayer that praised the late pro-abortion Sen. Edward M. Kennedy as one who had promoted peace, justice, equality and liberty.

The prayer was made available for use at Sunday Masses after the prominent Catholic senator’s death on August 25.

The original prayer, posted through the publisher’s downloadable Prayer of the Faithful resource, read: “For those who have given their lives to service to their country, promoting values of peace, justice, equality, and liberty; especially, Senator Edward M. Kennedy, that he may find his eternal reward in the arms of God . . . . We pray.”

Pro-life Catholics such as the 87-year-old priest and blogger Fr. John Malloy complained about the prayer, citing the late senator’s ardent support for abortion in the latter half of his political career.

Liturgy Training Publications Director John A. Thomas wrote to Fr. Malloy and others to apologize for the “extremely poor use of words” in the prayer.

He explained that the prayer had been adapted from the text for “Prayers on the Inauguration of a Public Official.” Calling the source text a “poor choice,” he said that the prayer is future-oriented and not intended as a reflection on “the quality of the life of a person.”

“This was not considered enough when adapted. As adapted for the Prayer of the Faithful, the text inappropriately presents a sense of support for the positions and actions taken by the late Senator by those who wrote it or pray it.”

He said the editors did not intend to show support for Sen. Kennedy’s positions.

“I apologize for our failure in judgment and poor selection of words used in the prayer. I pray that we do better in the future,” his letter concluded.

A spokeswoman at Liturgy Training Publications confirmed for CNA that Thomas had sent out the letter, which has been published on several websites.

Responding to the apology, Fr. Malloy explained his reaction to the prayer and commented that Sen. Kennedy “certainly didn't promote liberty for the unborn, or equality and justice. And that's what I found offensive."

"I think we pray for everyone who's dead, our enemies, we pray for them, but we don't extol them," he continued.

Fr. Malloy told ChicagoCatholicNews he has “great respect” for the publisher and said he believes their apology is sincere. "

September 07, 2009

Infectiousness of Sheer Joy

Our Sunday in Portland did not go to plan, which is okay. Connor, as it turns out, loves riding on trains, but not tunnels. We had planned to go to OMSI, which is a wonderful museum along the waterfront. As we got off the freeway we noticed the OVERFLOW parking was OVERFLOWING.

This meant large crowds (bad for Connor) and long waits for hands on exhibits (very frustrating for Connor). So we figured on heading to Washington Park via the Max from Lloyd center. This gave us a chance to get the Greek fast food anyways. A few rides up and down the escalator and some felafel's later we started heading to the train. Connor turns and asks "Train but No tunnel?" We told him "One tunnel" . This caused him to Balk at the train ride all together.

As Tina and I were still plum tuckered out from our previous day excursion we just laid the cards on the table. "Train with tunnel or Hotel?" Connor pondered and stated "Hotel" So, we acquiesced.

At the Hotel he got into his swim trunks and proceeded to have a great time alone in the pool. I napped as Tina read the paper poolside. When the room sundry exchange person came knocking and waking me about an hour later, I exchanged places with Tina. We just jelled around the room. Watched Shrek on HBO (one of Connors favorite films, ask him to recite the muffin man sequence with Diana sometime).

Nearby the hotel is a family fun center, that has tubes, mini-golf, lazer tag, go carts and bumper boats. While Tina got her rest time in Connor and I walked over. It was your chuck-e-cheese type atmosphere with assortment of weekend parents, grandparents, singles, Parent parents and kids, kids, kids and kids. Bells, noises and lights made me guide the boy to the play tubes. Shoes and socks off he vanished into the kid plumbing.

They had some self serving magazines to peruse telling about all the wonderful events you are going to miss over the next couple of months. There is a frog hopper ride that looked kind of lame to me, but Connor wanted to try it out. So I had to hunt down were you get the tickets from. Finally I located a bored teen worker who was not chatting up someone and got directions. That took us outside, and seeing as how I did not want to plunk down wads of cash I opted for a quick tour to see what one ride Connor wanted. He seemed interested in the go carts. Then he saw the bungee trampoline, and that's all she wrote...

So he got into line I bought a ticket. When I came back I confirmed he wanted to go on this. It was a long wait as each kid got a jump session of random length depending on the distraction level of the attendant, who also manned the rock climbing wall.

Most of the kids had the $40.00 wrist bands and could go on whatever ride suited their pleasure as many times as they wanted. This made the duration of any one attraction less important.

Finally Connor's turn came up. As the attendant needed some information about weight etc. I intervened and explained he was autistic. The kid stated "no problem" a little too quickly.

The device in question consists of a modified rock climbing harness with swivels on each side. These are hooked to various bungee cords depending upon the "riders" weight. These are attacked to two wide apart masts that with a cable that pulls the bungees taught. Underneath the rider is an inflatable trampoline device, like a giant inner-tube with a dense weave nylon stretched over the surface. The attendant paid closer attention to Connor, who made a few tentative jumps before launching himself skyward with more enthusiasm.

For some reason, he threw his hands wide and yelled "FREEDOM" at the top of his lungs, at the apex of the next several jumps. This caused the ride operator to smile, then grin, then laugh, then double over.

From that point forward the sheer joy that is Connor made the kids day. You do not see many of the teen workers at this establishment smile much. Other then the pasted on one required by management.

September 03, 2009

Singapore Health something to ponder

Singapore spends a third of what the U.S. does on health care (as a percentage of GDP) yet has better health indicators. Of course, much of this may be attributable to lifestyle differences rather than a superior health care system. Nevertheless, the Singapore system has some very interesting characteristics:

  • There are mandatory health savings accounts: “Individuals pre-save for medical expenses through mandatory deductions from their paychecks and employer contributions… Only approved categories of medical treatment can be paid for by deducting one’s Medi-save account, for oneself, grandparents, parents, spouse or children: consultations with private practitioners for minor ailments must be paid from out-of-pocket cash…”
  • “The private health care system competes with the public health care, which helps contain prices in both directions. Private medical insurance is also available.”
  • Private health care providers are required to publish price lists to encourage comparison shopping.
  • The government pays for “basic health care services… subject to tight expenditure control.” Bottom line: The government pays 80% of “basic public health care services.”
  • Government plays a big role with contagious disease, and adds some paternalism on top: “Preventing diseases such as HIV/AIDS, malaria, and tobacco-related illnesses by ensuring good health conditions takes a high priority.”
  • The government provides optional low-cost catastrophic health insurance, plus a safety net “subject to stringent means-testing.”
  • Almost all care is subject to significant co-pays. Instituting co-pays is an important means to control cost.
So a proven system, not socialist or fascist.

Amazingly humans

The human body is amazing. There is no limit to potential. I recall reading a story about the first four minute mile run by Roger Bannister. It was considered beyond the reach of a human being.

That reads very odd now. Considering the record is nearing the 3 minute 40 second mark. Imagine somehow 1954 you would have someone like Hicham El Guerrouj running against Roger Bannister and he finishes almost 20 seconds faster?

There appears to be constant underestimation of the human ability.

Or is there?

If you look at one time anomalies as the norm you can get a skewed view of what is possible. Vesna Vulovic fell 6.3 miles after a bomb went off in a plane. She was found in a coma with a fractured skull, two broken legs, and three broken vertebrae. Many years later she made a full recovery and then decided to continue her career as a flight attendant!

More common is the ability for a person to recover or adapt from injury. With the proper skill you can move organs from one body to another, rebuild a person from horrible conditions.

There are some amazing things that happen every day that defy logic and what we think we know. I kind of like that.

September 02, 2009

Obamafood (Its a Right)

Let us say that people think food is far too expensive. Food is a right, I mean, you can't go without food. So lets say Obama came along and said, "ObamaFood can drive down what your spending on food. Make sure you get what food you want, when you want it and that there's no discrimination. Nobody's will eat better than you do and you're going to eat no better than anybody else."

The Obama administration says they can cut the cost of food. They will say that they're going to drive down the profits of the greedy farmers, they're going to drive down the profits of the greedy shipping industry, and then they're going to attack the food stores, the grocery stores that sell at too large a profit.

Speaker Pelosi would call food stores, grocery stores immoral! And to keep them all honest, Obama then would create real competition with a public option for you to buy food from. The government will be in the business of distributing and getting to you food at an affordable price.

**I posted this on Shoo's blog, RBG liked it so, I figured I would re-post it. Original concept from Rush L.**

September 01, 2009

The Joy of Being Connor

You can tell when Connor is up, there is the slamming of the door to his room followed (usually) by the bathroom. I am not sure why he closes them as loudly as he does, conventional methods of countering this behavior have not been very productive, as we cannot address the issue instantly after it occurs.

Next he will head out into the back yard to A. pick blackberries or B. jump on the trampoline. It is not uncommon for him to cap his days with jumping. Next he will either get a bowl of cereal or request pancakes or waffles from his groggy parents (who's room is next to the door out back).

I have rarely seen him without a smile in the morning. He still likes to cuddle, enjoys hugs and frequently has an idea of something fun to participate with. The degree of "fun" you will experience with a given Connor activity is questionable. However, the fun is greatly enhanced by any observation of the wondrous joy said event causes Connor.

He has such joy in his heart, a twinkle in his eye and a sing-song humm about him. This is a constant.

The oft mentioned observation by people is "He sure is a happy kid"

Photo via Tina's Blog and the Department of Redundancy Dept, for repitition.