If you think tracking your phone calls is scary, just wait!

How German blood purity research led to the U.S. government granting DNA collected from blood samples of arrested citizens…hmm…why wait to arrest U.S. citizens to get their DNA samples when they’re already assumed to be guilty by association?  Ooh, look, the government has saved us again from another mysterious terrorist attack threat — I’m shaking in my boots with fear, excitement and patriotism.  I suddenly feel the urge to stand up, salute and sing, “My country ’tis of thee, devoid of liberty, I feel thy sting…

There is a new planet to settle called Mars where, one hopes, a libertarian Utopia (and don’t get me started on oxymorons, you peroxide morons) will reboot civilisation as we know it.

In other words, let’s have some fun, shall we?

I’m busy cleaning out a crawlspace for a supercomputer network free from mettling by the Mystery Inc. gang and their Mystery Machine (a/k/a the Nobody’s Spying Again, a/k/a the NSA).

See you soon, you pioneering pilgrims orienteering your merit badges for brownie points!

 

[i.e., my posts will be limited the next few days]

Music du jour, however timeless

The Patriot Game never ends…

Lyrics to The Patriot Game :

(Billy Behen)

Come all you young rebels and list while we sing for the love of one’s country is a terrible thing.
It banishes fear with the speed of a flame and it makes us all part of the patriot game.

My name is O’Hannon and I’ve just gone sixteen. My home is in Monaghan where I was weaned.
I’ve learned all my life cruel England’s to blame and so I’m a part of the patriot game.

It’s barely two years since they wandered away and it was with the local battalion of the bold IRA
For they’d read of our heroes and they wanted the same to play their own part in the patriot game.

This Ireland of ours has for long been half-free. Six counties are under John Bull’s tyranny.
So, we gave up our boyhood to drill and to train and play our own part in the patriot game.

And now as I lie here, my body all holes, I think of those traitors who bargained in souls.
I wish that my rifle had given the same to those Quislings who sold out the patriot game.

Joie de vivre interrupted

How do we award, reward, reinforce and otherwise encourage our behaviour?

There is beauty and there is the beautiful.

A scar across one’s face may lend one an air of distinction but we see in the mirror only an ugly scrape across our once unblemished visage.

Perception vs. reality.

At mid-life, I see my skin and its many changes due to sun/UV damage, knife cuts, wrinkles, blood donation needle entry points, and cat scratches.

None of these external marks on my body have affected my ability to drive a motorcar.

With age, however, my reaction times have slowed.

Therefore, my driving capabilities are diminished from the time, a year or so after getting my driver’s licence over 30 years ago, when I was best able to speed dangerously fast on backcountry, twisty roads, racing other kids in their late teens and early twenties.

There is, in other words, a time and place where our health, both mental and physical, is and isn’t detrimental to our sharing highways with other drivers of multitonne killing machines.

Yesterday, while dining with my wife at Nick’s Restaurant, a young man of 18 years crashed through vehicles at a traffic light and then proceeded 1.5 miles to the next intersection where he crashed into several more vehicles, killing a ten-year old child in one of them.

According to comments by readers on a local news company’s website, the driver is “Very sweet kid, good student and athlete!” and “an amazing kid and a close friend of mine he is diabetic”.

Yet, here we are looking at a dead child and many injured people because of one driver.

Should people with known medical conditions, which could endanger others — epilepsy, diabetes, old age related reaction times, etc. — be kept from driving, much the way aeroplane pilots lose their licences due to findings in medical examinations?

What is the threshold we’re willing to set that puts the best qualified people behind the wheel of a vehicle?

We already set age cutoffs.

Another reader commented, “How do you pass out from low blood sugar and keep driving? I know the family of the little girl who died. I am absolutely heartbroken for them. Praying for all involved.”

We could look at statistics which point out the benefits of a road system that sets a relatively low qualification threshold for driving a vehicle has increased our economic output higher than the detrimental effect of death/injury by many magnitudes much like we can say that the economic costs (gains?) of our “war on terror” is magnitudinally higher than the economic loss of dead/maimed military.

A ten-year old girl didn’t wake up to see the sunrise this morning or eat breakfast with her family.

Why?

Because an 18-year old boy drove when he shouldn’t’ve.

Perhaps cars and trucks of the future, before they’re all autonomously-controlled, will use technology that could have prevented yesterday’s tragedy.

Perhaps…

Let’s hope so.

The life of your ten-year young child may depend on it.

OMG! I don’t know what to say…

For some, a shock heard ’round the world.  For others, what they’ve waited for.

Either way, here’s an alternative history lesson — what if the Boy Scouts integrated homosexual boys back in 1962?  Let’s take a look…bringing the innocence of 1962 into this new controversy…

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This issue also sponsored by the following:

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The final diagnosis

My father’s posthumous medical journey comes to an end, with a final diagnosis of “chronic sensory motor polyneuropathy with both axonal and demyelinating features,” as detailed below.

Thanks to the VA for processing the medical claim forms.  Unfortunately for my mother, the claim was denied because Dad’s medical condition was not directly military service-connected.

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Comments worth repeating…

COMMENTS FROM ARTICLE IN THE NEW YORK TIMES:

  • Nuschler
  • Cambridge
NYT Pick

Addition to first comment.

Before my husband killed himself in November of 2009, we had made plans for our first trip to France. My spouse had been stationed three different times in Germany. He loved Europe.

I practiced my French religiously. Then he was gone. My doctor and colleagues encouraged me to still go.

30 hour trip to Paris from Honolulu. For three weeks I immersed myself in French culture…I spoke to everyone I could..in French. I dressed well, was polite, and everyone thought I was from Canada instead of the USA. (Les Etats-Unis)

I talked to shopkeepers, business men on the Metro, people seated next to me at the French Open…my spouse and I were doubles players. I talked with the doyennes at all the great museums, I sat at outdoor cafes on the Champs-Elysees for hours. I sat and cried at the Arc de Triomphe by the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier from WWI.

For three weeks NOT ONE FRENCH CITIZEN ASKED ME WHAT I DID FOR A LIVING!! Not one!! I asked them all: “Why doesn’t anyone ask me what my job is?”

And they all said: “Because your job is not who you are!!!” Here in the USA our second or third question we ask anyone is “Hey what do you do for a living? Where do you work?”

We define ourselves in America by our profession. But I am not JUST a medical doctor! You all are not JUST business men, lawyers, teachers, writers…

But here in America that is EXACTLY how we define ourselves! We lose our job? We no longer know who we are.

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  • Tim Niles
  • Minneapolis
NYT Pick

Indeed, this is a complex issue. Take the nature of the economy: for a long time now we have not NEEDED 100% of the adult population to work 40 hours per week to supply all the needs (and probably most of the wants) for the whole population. We are now in more severe turbulence related to the kinds of changes to our society and individuals which this will demand. So much of the learning that we do as children and definitely as adults (with familial responsibilities) is derived from how well we interact with the mechanisms of the economic matrix; our fundamental survival and general behavior is shaped by these mechanisms. So what happens if this system of rewards and negative reinforcers breaks down? What happens if the structure of the economic system turns into something like the NBA: where you have the owners (super wealthy, enough to spend mega bucks on a game!) and the players (no guarantee of career length, but high pay and high visibility)… and everybody else can hope to be a towel boys or maybe a trainer? Some future, huh? What’s the alternative? In the present we actually have options but given the nature of money/media, it is unlikely that the matrix of the possible will be considered until a revolution occurs. Nothing like a grossly less than zero sum game to thin the herd. Suicide for these reasons is a rational decision, not frivolous. Ten million dead bodies here, ten million dead bodies there… pretty soon you are talking extinction level event.