Thursday, September 30, 2021

DON'T FEAR RABIES SHOTS!

I was just reminded - by a sad contemporary repeat of this - of a post I made many years ago over at my even older inactive blog—and it is still needed today! So here it is again:

People are still afraid to get rabies shots:

The man — who lives east of Edmonton — did not get vaccinated after he was attacked in August 2006 and is now in serious condition in hospital, said Dr. Karen Grimsrud, a provincial health officer. Grimsrud said the Alberta man woke up in the middle of the night when the bat bit him, but he didn't show any symptoms until January. "Once you develop the neurological symptoms, there's very little that can be done," Grimsrud said Friday. "All we can do is make them comfortable."
It used to be 26 shots—directly into the stomach. And it hurt, they say, a lot. BUT THINGS HAVE CHANGED. Read: 
Are the rabies shots given in the stomach?
No, the rabies vaccine has not been given in the stomach since the 1980s. For adults, it should only be given in the deltoid muscle of the upper arm (administration to the gluteal area is NOT recommended, as studies have shown this can result in a less effective immune response.) 
That's my community service report for the day. Best of luck and health to the poor guy in Edmonton.

Friday, November 29, 2019

Thanksgiving Day (US) 2019

Just seeing this article from 2017 for the first time: How Many Death Row Prisoners are Disabled?

Opening:

When Kenneth Williams was a child, his father beat him regularly with a belt. One time, he threw Williams against a wall, injuring his brain. Besides the trauma stemming from this abuse, Williams was also forced to witness similar violence against his mother and siblings. In school, Williams was diagnosed with severe learning disabilities, perhaps related to the brain injury, or from exposure to toxic chemicals and drugs. Although three experts examined Williams and determined that he met the criteria for the definition of intellectual disability, which should have protected him, the Supreme Court declined to stop his execution. He died on April 27th.
Found here.

Tuesday, September 24, 2019

A Conversation About Climate Change, and Climate Science

Dude: My car's broken.
Me: What's it doing?
D: It won't shift out of first gear.
Me: Dang. Sounds like a transmission problem. Better take it to a mechanic.
D: A mechanic?! I'm not taking my car to some witch doctor!
Me: Witch doctor? WTF?
D: You can't diagnose what's wrong with a car! It's a mystery!
Me: Dude. Mechanics study cars, learn how they work, and learn how to fix them when they stop working.
D: Yeah, right! Like mechanics aren't part of a global scheme to make us all think there's something unnatural about cars breaking down!
Me: Dude. Mechanics fix cars all the time.
D: Mechanics just say they know how to fix cars because they want money!
Me: Mechanics have to eat, pay rent...
D: George Soros wants us all to give our cars to they government and become slaves to the big government highway!
Me: So, you just going to keep driving around in your broken car?
D: I'll adjust! Pretty soon we'll be able to drive all the way across Antarctica in the winter time!
Me: Uh, don't leave the metaphor, man...
D: WARMER WEATHER MEANS BIGGER TOMATOES!!!

Friday, August 2, 2019

When it was All Together

Bigger than Soviet Union

Formerly

Remember the Soviet Union?

When it was all together?

The Soviet Union

When it was all together

Before they decided

We gotta call ourselves “Russia”

When it was all together

They wanted to be that

Was always their dream to be

The biggest in the world

Then it became “Russia”

And you know what?

They’ve done a good job with energy

And so has Saudi Arabia

Done a good job with energy

But we’re now bigger than Russia

[actual transcript]

Friday, July 26, 2019

The Dowdening of America, Again

For no special reason, here's a new blog post, inspired by this tweet, posted yesterday by noted American news person Howard Fineman:



When that tweet was derided by lots of smart people, Howard deleted it, and this morning posted this:


Chaser:

Wednesday, May 22, 2019

Random Oliver Sacks Nugget

Second volume of posthumous Oliver Sacks, Everything in It's Place: First Loves and Last Tales, reviewed at NY Review of Books.
His childhood nickname was “Inky”; he started writing in journals from his teens and never stopped. He wrote in caf├ęs, in bars, on his bike, even at concerts. He almost never read the journals; they were sketchpads he used to work out his themes, to find his form, to articulate his story. 
"To find his mind" might have been just as fitting.

Thursday, November 10, 2016

My Fellow Losers:

I can't stand sappy do-gooder posts that purport to offer an injection of hope to people feeling like they've been kicked in the gut.

So, uh, yeah - here's one now!

My fellow losers:

I'm not a woman or minority, so I won't scold or talk down to anyone with strong, emotional, giving-up reactions to yesterday's election result, but I saw something just now: "Don't mourn over the election. Find a charity and help it now."

That's good, but I've got a better idea:

Maybe all us losers could choose to not let this get us too down, and instead decide to use this loss, and to dedicate ourselves to doing something concrete that over the next four years will make our communities, our country, and our world better. Just a little something. Regularly volunteer in a local homeless shelter, become part of a community outreach program to Muslims or refugees, volunteer in women's shelters, volunteer in group homes for developmentally disabled people - anything. Lots to choose from. Do something doable. Don't give in to the "Oh, what use is this goody-goody shit?" feeling. It's of a little use - and that's better than no use. Make a small community garden with some friends, invite your politically-different neighbors over for lunch on a regular basis, get disparate groups of people together for events like outdoor concerts or frisbee barbecues ("Frisbee Barbecue" would actually make a great band name), start a shopping-for-old-people-who-need-a-little-help group. Do things that focus on bringing communities a little closer together. Eras of division like this one could use that. Let's spend the next four years winning - in spite of losing.

We could call ourselves "Losers For Winning Anyway Cuz Why the Piss Not?" (Maybe someone can improve on this. Just spitballing here.)

Let's all take this on the chin, shake it off, and say "Meh." We can do the world a good thing for four years.

I was trained six months ago or so to volunteer to teach English to recently arrived refugees in Sydney. Just one day a week, few hours of work. Our lives here got a little bumpy around that time, and I used that as an excuse to not do that somewhat challenging thing. Screw that. I'm back in. That's my start.

Important Note: All you winners are welcome to join in, too. With open arms.