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Monday, May 05, 2008

The Darker and Brighter Sides of Medicine

The very fact that physicians are beginning to consider the triage of of the dead and dying in a pandemic is more than a little frightening. It acknowledges that the idea of a pandemic itself from SARS and other flu-type diseases has begun to enter the zeitgeist of the masses.

Curiously, the article fails to make any connection between a doomsday scenario where "'everybody will be thinking in the same way' when pandemic flu or another widespread health care disaster hits . . . to make sure that scarce resources — including ventilators, medicine and doctors and nurses — are used in a uniform, objective way" and the implications for the socialized medicine that the Democratic Candidates are advocating.

The Associated Press (via Yahoo News) brings us this glimpse of Doomsday:

"If a mass casualty critical care event were to occur tomorrow, many people with clinical conditions that are survivable under usual health care system conditions may have to forgo life-sustaining interventions owing to deficiencies in supply or staffing," the report states.

To prepare, hospitals should designate a triage team with the Godlike task of deciding who will and who won't get lifesaving care, the task force wrote. But the recommendations get much more specific, and include:

_People older than 85.

_Those with severe trauma, which could include critical injuries from car crashes and shootings.

_Severely burned patients older than 60.

_Those with severe mental impairment, which could include advanced Alzheimer's disease.

_Those with a severe chronic disease, such as advanced heart failure, lung disease or poorly controlled diabetes.

Public health law expert Lawrence Gostin of Georgetown University called the report an important initiative but also "a political minefield and a legal minefield." The recommendations would probably violate federal laws against age discrimination and disability discrimination, said Gostin, who was not on the task force.

If followed to a tee, such rules could exclude care for the poorest, most disadvantaged citizens who suffer disproportionately from chronic disease and disability, he said.


A "political and legal minefield???" How about Ethical? I'm struck by the similarity of this list to the list of those elegible for Concentration Camps under Nazi rule in WWII. "Mental Defectives?" Those who "present a drain of limited supplies?" I work at a Dialysis Clinic. In case of a pandemic, do we just shut down the dialysis clinics as "a drain of limited supplies" and let millions of people die?

And at what point do these rules kick into play?


At the polar opposite of this scale is Wal-Mart, who has decided to take it's much heralded program to bring inexpensive medications to the masses and expand it!

Wal-Mart Stores Inc., the world's largest retailer, announced Monday it would expand its discounted prescription drug program to offer 90-day supplies for $10 and add several women's medications at a discount. It also said it would lower the price of more than 1,000 over-the-counter drugs.

With the expansion, the company began filling prescriptions Monday for up to 350 generic medications at $10 for a 90-day supply at Wal-Mart, Neighborhood Market and Sam's Club pharmacies in the U.S. Almost all the prescription generics in the company's $4 program were included in the expanded $10 offer, said Wal-Mart senior vice president John Agwunobi.

In addition, the company will add several women's medications to its list of prescriptions available for $9, including drugs to treat breast cancer and hormone deficiency.


The difference here is that these "Pandemic Planners" are anticipating a worst-case scenario with apocalyptic implications. Wal-Mart, on the other hand, believes in the empowerment of the people with reasonably priced medications to do the right thing and take care of their own health.

Which appeals to you more?

(Take THAT, Wal-Mart haters!)

By the Way: If you want more information (such as a List of these inexpensive medications), CLICK HERE.

~~JD~~

Protesting High Gasoline Prices; 55 Miles At A Time

I'm a one-man protest march today.

The price of gasoline is really starting to get to me. When it costs $60.00 to fill up the car and you're starting to choose which bills to pay (and the gasoline cards come FIRST) you know it's starting to get bad.

So I had a little idea which, while it sounds counterproductive and old-fashioned, really makes a ton of sense.

I-just-drive-fifty-five. (With apologies to Sammy Hagar.)

If you're old enough you probably remember when 55 mph was the law of the land -- and nobody obeyed it. Consequently we raised a nation of scofflaws who drove whatever speed they felt like until Congress, seized by a sudden fit of sanity, re-instituted higher traffic speed limits.

So I've started driving 55 mph, for a couple of reasons:



*ONE, I save 20% or more on my mileage -- which is a LOT with $4.00/gallon of gas approaching swiftly, and . . .


*TWO, I'm reducing my emissions when I drive slower. It's green; It's environmental. Plus, . . .

*THREE, IT'S A PROTEST! You should see the line of cars build up behind me, and I mean QUICKLY.
Now, one guy on a crusade like this is a crackpot, of course. (Think "Don Quixote" here.) And whilst two might be a folie a deux, . . .

. . . Three's Company. And Four is a Movement. If those truckers in Washington REALLY want to get the attention of Congress, try slowing down to 55 mph and watch them squeal like stuck pigs.

Feel free to join me, won't you. It's a lot of fun, you're saving money; and you're making a point.

~~JD~~

Friday, May 02, 2008

Unauthorized Human Testing Department: Man Regrows Severed Finger

This story alternately horrifies and fascinates me. A scientist working for the Army on methods of stimulating tissue regeneration offers a highly experimental compound to his brother (who accidentally lost the tip of a finger in a model airplane accident) and has the fingertip regrow, according to the London Daily Mail:

The dust, actually a collagen powder derived from pigs' bladders, appeared to provide a suitable "matrix" or framework, stimulating regrowth of the tissues and division of the cells, to enable Mr Spievack's finger to grow back - in just a month.

And not just a stump - flesh, tendon, skin, fingernail, fingerprints and all.

It is an extraordinary story because, if it can be confirmed, it will point the way to a breakthrough in one of medical science's greatest problems: the inability of humans to regenerate lost tissue.

One organisation with a keen interest in tissue regeneration is the U.S. Army. Military researchers are reported to be working with University of Pittsburgh scientists who developed the pixie dust to find a way to allow injured soldiers to regrow lost fingers, skin, and even whole limbs.

With hundreds of U.S. soldiers coming home injured from Iraq every month, such an advance would be leapt upon by the Pentagon.

Dr Stephen Badylak of the University of Pittsburgh is the scientist who developed the pixie dust. It consists of a mixture of protein and connective tissue which is already used by surgeons to repair tendons.

The U.S. Army has invested millions of dollars in regenerative medicine, and Dr Badylak - and Mr Spievack's brother - could become very rich men.

The powder, he has said, "tells the body to start the process of tissue regrowth".


Odd that this didn't appear in an American paper. Hmmmmm . . . If it's true, it has amazing application for re-designing tissue growth process as we know it. Burn victims, especially, may be saved from a life of deformity and pain.

But I'd still like to know how an experimental compound NOT approved for human testing made it's way out of the lab and onto a hobbyists finger. I smell a security breach.

~~JD~~

Thursday, May 01, 2008

Friday's Feast!



Feast One Hundred & Eighty Nine; May 2nd, 2008.

Appetizer: What was your favorite cartoon when you were a child?

Oh, the Warner Brothers stuff, undoubtedly. Bugs Bunny was easily the favorite, although Daffy Duck has a special place in my heart as well. Everything I know about Interpersonal Relations and Anger Management I learned from Bugs Bunny; which is scary when you really think about it.



Soup: Pretend you are about to get a new pet. Which animal would you pick, and what would you name it?

Very likely a cat; I already have four. Maybe a dog; dogs are pretty cool, too. I'd love to have a Jack Russel Terrier or a Chihuahua; maybe a Beagle. We used to name our cats after emperors and tyrants (Attila, Caligula, Nero, etc.); but lately they're all named after TV characters. Our four cats today re named Ethel, lucy, Otis, and Jeannie -- the do is named Samantha. (Extra points if you can name the 1960's TV references.)



Salad: On a scale of 1-10 with 10 being highest, how much do you enjoy getting all dressed up for a special occasion?

Considering that I own absolutely no dress shirts or suits of any kind, I'd say the square root of negative 1.



Main Course: What kind of music do you listen to while you drive?

Oldies sometimes; pop music was much more creative and inventive musically in the 50's and sixties. Gotta love Buddy Holly. Most of the time, though, it's Postive, Encouraging K-Love Christian. Light Years above anything musically being done today.



Dessert: When was the last time you bought a clock? And in which room did you put it?

Uhmmmmm . . . wow. You got me there. I think I bought the clock I put in the bathroom last. I needed it to curb me tendency to languish in the john in the morning and be late. That was two, maybe three years ago.

Friday's Feast is a weekly meme brought to us by Susie at http://www.fridaysfeast.com. People sign up for her email alerts and every Friday AM we go to her site to get the week’s questions.

~~JD~~

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Tuesday Afternoon; 1.5 Miles

Huh! It's been exactly one year since I last posted one of these updates.

Fancy that.

Today was the first day I've been able to take my daily walks since I had the couch dropped on my leg during the move in January. I've been trying to take it easy and rest the leg and knee, and that's been going well to a certain extent. But at a certain point the couch cusions start to look a LOT like your backside, and boredom begins to set in. Plus I started to gain weight, which is Not Good. Plus my glucometer has been broken -- what, an ENTIRE MONTH???

Yeesh! Time to get organized here.

Mileage: 1.5 Miles
AM Glucose: Unknown
Weight Gain: 8 pounds

Blanco Road has these wonderful, wide medians that have been formed from tinted concrete that look like red bricks, and it seemed a perfect place to take our walk. (Samantha certainly seems to approve, anyway.)

we had to stop halfway -- Samantha was more tired than I was. But I didn't want to push it too fast, too soon, and make the knee worse than it was. Nevertheless, my thighs and ankles ached when we got home, which is a good sign I didn't atrophy too much.

Better yet, my knee felt better than when I started.

~~JD~~

"The buck slipped right past him"

Well, it appears one unanswered question from Hurricane Katrina is being answered finally: Why Did The Pumps Fail?

Because this idiot evacuated the Pump Operators!

La. parish president still facing lawsuits over Katrina
By MICHAEL KUNZELMAN, Associated Press Writer 1 hour, 44 minutes ago

METAIRIE, La. - On the eve of Hurricane Katrina, massive pumps that keep water out of this New Orleans suburb went silent when the roughly 100 workers who run them were allowed to flee under a "doomsday" evacuation plan. With the storm raging, backflow from levee breaks in New Orleans had nowhere to go, damaging thousands of homes, shopping malls and businesses between Lake Pontchartrain and the Mississippi River in Jefferson Parish.

For parish President Aaron Broussard, a populist Democrat who rose to power over three decades, the evacuation of the workers could be make-or-break politically and legally.

After the storm, parish residents along the lake's east bank dried out and scraped the muck from their middle class and upscale homes. Then they went to court against Broussard, with a judge recently refusing to dismiss him from lawsuits that hold him personally responsible.

At first, Broussard publicly accepted responsibility for the evacuation decision in August 2005. But about a month after the election, he swore under oath in lawsuit depositions that he didn't know of the doomsday evacuation plan before Katrina, saying he learned the pump operators had gone only after the fact. "He's changing his story to fit the legal situation," said Debbie Settoon, a civil engineer and president of the civic group Citizens for a Safer Jefferson.

In refusing to dismiss Broussard, state District Judge John Peytavin cited "unanswered" questions posed by storm victims' lawyers during a November deposition.

"Would you have agreed with that decision?" attorney Darleen Jacobs asked Broussard at that session.

"I don't know," he answered.

"Could you, as parish president, have vetoed the decision to remove the pump operators?" Jacobs asked.

"I don't know the answer to that," Broussard said.

Reading accounts of Broussard's sworn statements reminded Settoon of a placard in Broussard's office: "The Buck Stops Here." "The buck slipped right past him," she said.


~~JD~~

Friday, April 25, 2008

Friday's Feast!

Appetizer: Name something you would categorize as weird.

Pedophilia. That's TOO Weird -- those people need help -- or prison time.

Soup: What color was the last piece of food you ate?


It was a Subway Philly Beefsteak sandwich; so brown.

Salad: On a scale of 1-10 with 10 being highest, how much do you enjoy being alone?

About a 9. I grew up alone to a large extent, and learned to appreciate solitude.


Main Course: Fill in the blank: I will _________ vote for ___________ in _______.

I'm sorry, I don't understand the question. The only way I can make this work is to either reveal my vote, or disparage someone else's -- neither of which I want to do.

Dessert: Describe your sleeping habits.

T-shirt and old, ragged, sweat pants I got for Christmas 12 years ago. Almost always sleep on my right side and on my stomach. Can sleep through any amount of noise, temperature changes, lighting, or other distractions. Would sleep ten hours a day if I could spare the time; but usually get only 4-5 hours.


Friday's Feast is a weekly meme brought to us by Susie at http://www.fridaysfeast.com. People sign up for her email alerts and every Friday AM we go to her site to get the week’s questions.


~~JD~~

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Tuesday Morning Sunshine Interlude

The Road Not Taken

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

Robert Frost (1874–1963)



A small Savannah; oak trees all.



A Sure sign spring is coming; the wildflowers are sprouting. I have no idea of the name of this little beauty I found in the savannah of oak trees, but it's a pretty little thing.



Single Oak, blue sky, weather fine.



Another sure sign spring is here; cats in the sun. This is Jeannie, as in Jeannie the Gray cat (a play on the X-Men character of similar name.) She's a Russian Blue, and we frequently put a Russian accented voice in her mouth. Imagine Dolph Lundgren in Rocky IV saying, "I will crush you."




~~JD~~

Friday, April 18, 2008

Friday's Feast!





Appetizer: Name a color you find soothing.


Considering half of my closet is some shade of blue, that must be it.

Soup : Using 20 or less words, describe your first driving experience.

4am, with my mom; old blue Chevy; parking lot only. (That's ten!)


Salad" What material is your favorite item of clothing made out of?


Cotton. Breathes well, stretches, feels great in the heat or the cold.

Main Course: Who is a great singer or musician who, if they were to come to your town for a concert, you would spend the night outside waiting for tickets to see?

I can't say I've ever seen the wisdom of worshipping pop culture idols, so I can't say I'd do that for anyone.


Dessert: What is the most frequent letter of the alphabet in your whole name (first, middle, maiden, last, etc.)?


It's a tie between "O" and "N". That must mean my favorite word is either "ON" or "NO". Make of THAT what you will.

~~JD~~

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

I'mFairly Sure Medicare Wouldn't Approve THIS Expense . . . .

. . . however, knowing how powerful the AARP lobby is in Washington, I wouldn't bet against this legislation. I'm just wondering if this constitutes a Consult; or Rehabilitation Services.

Or maybe an approved Home Health Service? (Hey, if Medicaid will pay for a housekeeper if you're disabled, can this be far behind?)

(Sigh) Well, one more reason for the Muslims to be angry with Denmark. From Bloomberg.com

Call Girls at Nursing Home Fuel Debate in Denmark
By Christian Wienberg; April 16 (Bloomberg)

When a male resident at Kildegaarden nursing home in Denmark made an indecent sexual proposal to a member of the staff, the home's director, Inger Marie Kristensen, told a nurse to telephone for a prostitute.

``There was a considerable change in his demeanor after the escort girl had paid him a visit,'' Kristensen said in an interview. (No, really???) Nurses arranged visits by call girls three times in the past three years.

While Welfare Minister Karen Jespersen says Denmark's 98 municipalities are free to let nurses call prostitutes, some lawmakers are stepping up efforts to pull women out of the profession, which has been legal in the country since 1999. ``I don't want to contribute to keeping this industry in business,'' said Mie Bergmann, an elected official with the Social-Liberal Party in Skanderborg, who led a failed vote to end prostitution at Kildegaarden. (Politicians don't like prostitutes; too much competition!)

In a poll posted last week on the Web site of national broadcaster DR, 46 percent of 1,982 readers said nursing home staff should be able to organize visits by prostitutes, 45 percent were against the practice and 8 percent were undecided. A margin of error wasn't given.

Denmark's Society for Women started a campaign in March called ``Take a Position, Man'' urging men to sign up at a Web site to protest against prostitution. (Really? What position? Missionary? Doggie-Style? Kama Sutra?)

The Copenhagen-based Danish Sex-worker Association was established last month in a bid to protect the industry. The leader, who gives her name only as Susanne on the association's Web site, said prostitutes ``often'' visit Danish elderly homes. `To forbid vulnerable customers from obtaining the services of a legal business is discriminating, both against the sex workers and the people who need help to get the services,'' Susanne said in an e-mailed response to questions. (Why did I not suspect the "Danish Sex Worker Association had a Website???)


Ouch. Ouch. Laughing too Hard. Ouch. Hee hee hee hee!!!

~~JD~~

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Mahrer Screed Against Christianity; Christians Riot and Behead Mahrer **UPDATED**

Oh, I'm sorry -- wrong "religion of peace" there.

Okay, I'm not Catholic -- far from it. But being an American, I respect anyone's right to worship as they believe, and respect those of other faiths with great faith in their version of religion.

Bill Mahrer has made a career out of bashing religion, so his screed here against the Pope and religion generally is not too surprising. What's really surprising is that this crap is tolerated by so many Americans.

Why DOES he have a TV show at all?



As Bill O'Reilly noted last night:

Now, Mr. Maher has made a career out of bashing religion, so his monologue comes as no surprise. But can you imagine if Maher had castigated a Jewish or Muslim leader like that? Or if he had branded a minority group with that kind of description? The American media would slaughter him.

"Talking Points" has stated this before, but there is no better example than what you just heard. It is open season on Christians in America. You can demean and defame them all you want, and the media will laugh along with you. There's no disputing this.

As a practicing Catholic, Bill Maher's opinion doesn't bother me. I don't care that he hates religion. He has a right to that opinion, and he's up front about it.

But as with the Reverend Wright story, if you attack America or if you attack Christians, do not expect to be held to account, because the media will give you a complete pass. Media Matters, not a word about Maher. Instead that vile outfit has now branded me a homophobe in addition to being a racist. NBC News, not a word about Maher. Instead, they continue to lie down with Media Matters. CNN, The New York Times, The L.A. Times, silence.


The addresses to write if your object to this moron:

HBO's Consumer Affairs Department
212-512-1208
Monday through Friday from 9:00 AM until 5:00 PM Eastern Time.
E-Mail Link HERE

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Friday's Feast!



Feast One Hundred & Seventy Nine (from February 15th, 2008, one that I missed -- no feast this week, "The Chef is Busy!")




Appetizer: Name one thing that is unique about you.



I can sleep on demand for prolonged periods. I've slept through construction, traffic, and a Scud raid in Saudi Arabia. I can also conversely stay awake for prolonged periods when I really want to. I attribute it all to being a Nurse.


Soup: Fill in the blank: My favorite _________ is __________ but I like _________ too.

My favorite food is lobster, but I like steak, too.
My favorite pets are cats, but I like dogs, too.
My favorite ice cream is mint chocolate chip, but I like vanilla, too.
My favorite TV show is "Battlestar Galactica", but I like "Flip That House" too.
My favorite time to sleep is an afternoon nap in the sun, but I like nighttime, too.

Salad: What type of wood do you have for your home’s furnishings?


Hey -- I live in Texas. Everything's Oak here. That's just the way it is.

Main Course: Who do you talk to most often on the phone?

Nobody. The only time I use the phone is to communicate with my wife or son, or to get work from my Nursing Agency. I can let a telephone ring for hours and never feel compelled to answer it.

Dessert: What level of responsibility do you have in your job?

I'm responsible for the care of 12 patients at a time, and the supervision of the three dialysis technicians who care for them. So, mid-level management with hands-on aspects.

~~JD~~

Welcome to the American Political System



~~JD~~

The Lesson For Today

An interesting e-mail I received this morning.

A man dies and goes to heaven. Of course, St. Peter meets him at the Pearly Gates.

St. Peter says, "Here's how it works. You need 100 points to make it into heaven. You tell me all the good things you've done, and I give you a certain number of points for each item, depending on how good it was. When you reach 100 points, you get in."

"Okay," the man says, "I was married to the same woman for 50 years and never cheated on her, even in my heart."

"That's wonderful," says St.Peter, "that's worth three points!"

"Three points?" he says. "Well, I attended church all my life and supported its ministry with my tithe and service."

"Terrific!" says St.Peter.? "That's certainly worth a point."

"One point!?!! I started a soup kitchen in my city and worked in a shelter for homeless veterans."

"Fantastic, that's good for two more points," he says.

"Two points!?!!? "Exasperated, the man cries. "At this rate the only way I'll get into heaven is by the grace of God."

"Bingo, 100 points!? Come on in!"

We often try to fix problems with WD-40 and duct tape. God did it with a nail.


Amen!

~~JD~~

Sunday, April 06, 2008

Absolut-ly Nuts!

You may have heard about Absolut's campaign ads trying to curry favor with the La Raza and Reconquista crowd. They go like this:



However, thanks to Ace of Spades, we Texans have an appropriate response:



Hat Tip (And MUCH more information): Michelle Malkin

~~JD~~

Friday's Feast




Appetizer: Invent a new flower; give it a name and describe it.

How in the world anyone could ever improve on the Bluebonnet (the state flower of Texas), I don't know!


Soup: Name someone whom you think has a wonderful voice.


Speaking Voice; James Earl Jones. Singing Voice; Nichole Nordeman.

Salad: On a scale of 1 to 10 with 10 being highest, how clean do you keep your car?

Five or six, maybe. I wash my car twice a year, whether it needs it or not. I vacuum it almost every week, and wash the windows frequently. "Too Clean" cars get stolen here in south Texas.

Main Course: How do you feel about poetry?

Not bad, how about you?

If you scroll down a post or two, you'll see one I "wrote" about Bozo the Clown; which is a scary thought.






Dessert: What was the last person/place/thing you took a picture of?

The sun setting over San Antonio. Here it is.

~~JD~~

Thursday, April 03, 2008

The Love Song of Bozo T. Clown

I wrote this in July 2001 for the Gary Post-Tribune as a tribute to the long-running WGN-TV "Bozo the Clown" TV show. I based it on T.S. Eliot's work (obviously). The Post-Trib printed it whole, without editing, prompting their TV and Movie critic to e-mail me "you are my hero!"


The Love Song of Bozo T. Clown

(With Profound Apologies
to Mr. Eliot’s Estate . . . .)


LET us go then, you and I,
When our senility is spread out against the sky
With Bozo euthanized on WGN-TV;

Let us go, through certain web-surfed streets,
The message-board retreats
Of restless nights in sleepless e-hotels
Whilst in the background the music swells:
As they take up baton for the "Grand March" one last time
With their insidious programmers intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question...

Oh, do not ask, ' What is it? '
Just wait ten years to get your tickets.


In the room the children come and go
Talking of their friend, Bozo.


And indeed there was once upon a time
When vaudeville routines crept into TV
Rubbing their backs upon the TV-screens;
There was a time, there was a time
To prepare a clown face to meet the children that you meet;
There will be time to pratfall and create,
And time for silly works and clapping of hands
That lift and drop a cream pie on your plate;
And briskly rub it into your face,
And time yet for Cookie's indecisions,
And for Wizzo's visions and revisions,
And Oliver O. Oliver Kentucky visits,
And Sandy the Tramp, Rusty the Handyman, Cuddly-Dudley,
Professor Andy’ and Big-Top Bob’s musical improvisations,
Before the taking of a lollypop, an Archway cookie and tea.


In the room the adults come and go
Talking of their childhood friend, Bozo.


And indeed there will be time
To wonder, ' Do I care? ' and, ' Do I dare? '
Time to turn back and fall over a chair,
With a bald spot in the middle of my red yak hair--
(They will say: 'The original Boze was so much better!')
My big blue coat, my ruffled collar mounting firmly to my chin,
Without necktie, nor a simple pin--
(They will say: ' But how his lips and nose are red! ')

Do I dare . . . Throw a pie at the universe?
In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a knock-knock joke will reverse.

For I have known them all already, known them all--
Have known the "Bozo's Circus," the "Bozo Show,"
And the "Super Sunday Show",
I have measured out my life with awful puns;
I know the voices groaning with a terrible joke
Beneath the music from a shrinking Big-Top Band.


So how should I continue?


And I have known the stuffed shirts; known them all--
MBA's with Arbitron studies and Market Share
(But in the klieg lights, downed with light brown hair!)
Is it cigar smoke perfume from the Prez of Tribune Corp
That makes my show such a bloody mess?
Arms that lie along a table, or sign the final check.
And should I then presume?
To know what children want to watch?

They shall I say, "We have been out-competed by Children's TV
And watched the ratings go down the pipes"
These lonely CPA's in shirt-sleeves, tossing out the Bozo Show?...

They avert their eyes, these ragged claws
Scuttling across the floors of cancellation seas.

No! Bozo was not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be;
Am an attendant lord, one that rules Chicago Kids' TV
We'll sing a song, tell a joke or two,
Throw a pie, and do some vaudeville, too.
Deferential, glad to be of use,
Impolitic, not cautious, and fancy-footloose;
Full of spoonerisms, but just a bit obtuse;
At times, indeed, almost ridiculous--
Almost, at times, the Fool.


I grow old...I grow old...
Bozo wears bell-bottomed trousers bold.


Shall I wear a red Yak wig? To wear "clown white" paint?
I shall wear blue bell-bottom trousers, and a red nose on my face.
I have the drum a'turning, to pick children for the "Grand Prize Game."


I do not think that they will pick me.


We have lingered in the chambers of the TV
By cartoon clowns wreathed with seaweed red and blue
Till Bozo's Circus is cancelled; and we cry, too.

(C) 2001 by J.D. Long, baby . . .

Monday, March 31, 2008

Things you can ONLY hear in a Comics Book Store




"I gotta be careful this week.There's only so many statues of half-naked flying women I can have in the house before my wife objects."



~~JD~~

Friday, March 28, 2008

Friday's Feast!



Appetizer: What does the color dark green make you think of?

Forests. Wood-elves. J.R.R. Tolkien. Avocados. St. Patrick's Day. Guacamole. Seaweed.



Soup: How many cousins do you have?

Eight first cousins on the Shurr side; I lost count of the second cousins at sixteen. Two first cousins on the Long side (that I know of), and one second cousin. What's that -- twenty-seven?



Salad: On a scale of 1 to 10 with 10 being highest, how honest are you?

As a lifetime Average, about 70%. This year, 99%. Today, 100%. I strive for 100%, because I had a problem with "telling stories" as a kid that it's taken me years to live down. Besides, it's easier to tell the truth than keep track of the lies.

Main Course: Name something that is truly free.

Air. Sleep. Dreams. Salvation. The song in your heart.

Dessert: Using the letters in the word SPRING, write a sentence.

Silly Puppy runs in neighbor's greenery.
Some people read Investor's (Business Daily) nearly gladly.
Should papa really intensify natural gardening?
Some people realize international neighbors grandstand.

~~JD~~

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Silence on the Air in Chicago; Wally Phillips Passes Away


I'm almost at a loss for words . . . almost. I'd like to think Wally wouldn't have wanted that. Wally Phillips was the most-listened to radio host during the 1960's, 70's, and 80's -- perhaps ever.

He began his ground-breaking 42-year run at WGN in 1956, when he arrived from WLW-AM in Cincinnati. For 21 years, he was the undisputed king of morning radio, drawing an astonishing half of all listeners at his peak. At the Tribune Co.-owned news/talk powerhouse, Phillips pioneered a new form of radio by engaging his audience through phone interaction and employing his impeccable sense of comedic timing with random drop-ins and sound effects.

At the peak of his popularity as morning star at WGN, Phillips attracted half of all Chicago area radio listeners -- an audience of nearly 1.5 million each day -- making him the most listened-to radio host in the country. "When we say 'WGN Radio is Chicago,' I quickly add that 'Wally Phillips is WGN,'" said Wayne Vriesman, vice president and general manager of the Tribune-owned station. "He is the most creative, humorous and innovative person I have ever met in broadcasting. . . . (with) a lifetime of great radio listening and a public service never equaled in broadcasting."


Wally Phillips gentle, calm, reassuring demeanor made you feel like one of the family, while making you laugh so hard I frequently went to school with cornflakes in my nose.

A year later he was back in Cincinnati at a radio station where he developed his madcap style by messing around with prerecorded interviews. In one instance, on a Doris Day tape, she had answered a question by saying "Yeah, that was half the fun of it." The jock was supposed to ask, "You've been all around, meeting all these different people . . ." Phillips' question was "Doris, I understand there are innuendoes that you and the guys on the bus got just plain drunk, that it was nothing but an orgy from place to place."

The station eventually fired him for inserting a phony item into a news broadcast.

"I wrote, 'All members of infantry company so-and-so report immediately to your draft board,' and I described an insurrection in some phony country. He read it on the air. Hell, they even had the FBI all over the station," Phillips said in an interview published in the Tribune in 1976.

Phillips' delivery occasionally had an edge to it, like the time he tracked down formal-wear mogul Ben Gingiss on a cruise ship on the Pacific Ocean and got him on the phone, saying "We're down here at the store. . . . Where do you keep the fire extinguisher?" More typical was the morning when he started his broadcast by chatting with farm reporter Orion Samuelson about the coming Stomach Rumbling Finals in Stuttgart, Germany.


If you never heard Wally Phillips' Show, you have my sincere condolences. He was an absolute genius. But he was renowned around Chicago for his big heart for kids. Even Bozo the Clown competed against him, to a point.

He also was the first to offer a $ 1 million prize. In his most famous and longest-running promotion, listeners were invited to guess what was inside "Wally's Black Box." No one ever did. The box turned out to contain a note bearing the name of Jean Rogers, a movie heroine Phillips admired.

Marking his 50th year in radio in 1997, Phillips was inducted into the National Association of Broadcasters Hall of Fame. Among his legacies at WGN was establishment of the Neediest Kids Fund, for which he raised more than $25 million.


Sources:

The Chicago Sun-Times, The Chicago Tribune, The WGN Radio Archives, and Northwest Indiana Vidette-Times. The Tribune site has video clips, and the WGN Archives have original clips of Wally's Show -- Bonus!

~~JD~~

Why I Moved To Texas, Part III

The AP (via Yahoo! News) confirms what I've known since 2002 (and suspected since the mid-1980's) -- Texas is a GREAT Place to Live! (And my buddy Raven backhandedly agrees HERE:)

4 Texas Cities Among Top 10 in Growth
Thursday March 27, 9:12 am ET; By Paul J. Weber, Associated Press Writer

DALLAS (AP) -- Four Texas metropolitan areas were among the biggest population gainers as Americans continued their trend of moving to the Sun Belt in 2006 and 2007, according to Census Bureau estimates to be released Thursday.

Dallas-Fort Worth added more than 162,000 residents between July 2006 and July 2007, more than any other metro area. Three other Texas areas -- Houston, Austin and San Antonio -- also cracked the top 10.

Of the 50 fastest-growing metro areas, 27 were in the South and 20 were in the West. Two were in the Midwest, one -- Fayetteville, Ark. -- straddles the South and Midwest and none was in the Northeast. Experts credit much of the growth in the South to relatively strong local economies and housing prices that are among the most affordable in the U.S.

"People are running away from unaffordable housing, from the economic slowdown," said Karl Eschbach, a state demographer in Texas. "I would expect Texas to stay at the top of a slowing game."

According to figures compiled by Eschbach, 16 percent of Americans who moved to other states between July 2006 and July 2007 came to Texas, which led the nation for the second straight year in that category. A report earlier this month by Global Insight found that housing prices in the Dallas area were undervalued by as much as 30 percent.


Sales taxes are relatively low. Gas prices are low due to the proximity of refineries in Houston and Gulf drilling rigs, and food costs are kept low with Texas growing more food than it can use. The Rio Grande valley is one of the best citrus and vegetable growing areas in the U.S., and Texas is traditionally one of the largest cattle-producing states, even if you've never seen a John Wayne movie. While immigrants do have an influence in keeping prices low, that's mostly due to their providing competition to union workers, who can't charge their ridiculously high union wages with the competition from immigrants.

As my friend Raven should know, taxes have a LOT to do with this as well. Her own state of New Hampshire was voted the most liveable state by GQ, in no small part due to it's not having a state income tax.

Just like Texas, Rave -- just like Texas. (Heh.)

~~JD~~

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Why You Shouldn't Give Easter Candy to An Obsessive-Compulsive Diabetic



(Sigh . . . .)

~~JD~~

Man Declared Dead Feels 'Pretty Good'

Sometimes I can't improve on the title of a post. I've had a couple of these things happen to me in my twenty-some years of nursing, where a patient I was caring for woke up and remembered me talking to them. It's always weird when it happens, and it doesn't happen often -- but it does reaffirm your faith in hope when it does.

I have to admit, my mind is awash with straight lines after reading this article. (I'll try to limit my responses, though . . . ) From the Associated Press via Yahoo News:

Man Declared Dead Feels 'Pretty Good'
Mon Mar 24, 10:09 AM ET

OKLAHOMA CITY - Four months after he was declared brain dead and doctors were about to remove his organs for transplant, Zach Dunlap says he feels "pretty good."

(Like "six beers later" pretty good?)


Dunlap was pronounced dead Nov. 19 at United Regional Healthcare System in Wichita Falls, Texas, after he was injured in an all-terrain vehicle accident. His family approved having his organs harvested.

(Six beers later and an ATV ride and your organs get harvested. Sound like Saturday night in South Texas to me.)

As family members were paying their last respects, he moved his foot and hand. He reacted to a pocketknife scraped across his foot and to pressure applied under a fingernail. After 48 days in the hospital, he was allowed to return home, where he continues to work on his recovery.

(Ah, don't we all.)

"I feel pretty good. but it's just hard ... just ain't got the patience," Dunlap told NBC. Dunlap, 21, of Frederick, said he has no recollection of the crash. "I remember a little bit that was about an hour before the accident happened. But then about six hours before that, I remember," he said. Dunlap said one thing he does remember is hearing the doctors pronounce him dead. "I'm glad I couldn't get up and do what I wanted to do," he said.

(A Monty Python moment flashes across my brain. "No, I'm not!")

Asked if he would have wanted to get up and shake them and say he's alive, Dunlap responded: "Probably would have been a broken window that went out."

(Or broken up a Doctor and put him out!)

His father, Doug, said he saw the results of the brain scan. "There was no activity at all, no blood flow at all."

(And . . . that was different from every other day . . . how, exactly?)

"Just makes me thankful, makes me thankful that they didn't give up," he said. "Only the good die young, so I didn't go."


And on that note . . . . . .



~~JD~~

I've Always Wondered Where The Easter Bunny Gets His Chocolate

A sad little note that dashes all my preconceptions about the Easter Bunny. From today's Gary Post-Tribune

Thieves Steal Trailer, 20 Tons of Chocolate
March 25, 2008; BY STAN MADDUX Post-Tribune correspondent

MICHIGAN CITY -- Police are looking for a thief with a huge sweet tooth after someone stole a semitrailer carrying more than 20 tons of Hershey's products.

LaPorte County Police Chief of Detectives John Boyd said he isn't sure if there's a black market for that much chocolate or exactly what the thieves will do with 41,000 pounds of it.

"I don't have any idea," said Boyd.

Daryl Rey, 58, said he picked up the load near St. Louis and then Saturday morning left the trailer outside Gas City truck stop on U.S. 421 just south of Michigan City. The Michigan City-area man returned less than 24 hours later to drive the load to a warehouse in Wisconsin and the 53-foot-long trailer was missing.

He believes professionals were at work because the hidden satellite tracking device was removed from the trailer. Apparently, the device was thrown into a nearby pond, he said.

Despite the cargo being insured, Rey's wife, Patricia, said her husband is taking the loss hard. "He's really bummed out," she said.


My other suspect would be New orleans mayor Ray Nagin; famous for his "Chocolate City."

~~JD~~

Friday, March 21, 2008