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Posted by: AGelbert
« on: June 20, 2018, 09:18:37 pm »

Quote
June 20, 2018

Dear Friend,

Last weekend, I traveled to the Texas-Mexico border to investigate the administration's unconscionable family separation policy. This is what I witnessed:

֍ I saw dozens of children penned in chain link cages silently staring straight ahead. No smiles, no laughter. None of the joy characteristic of children.

֍ I toured a government-run migrant processing facility aptly dubbed the “ice box." Children wrapped in foil-like blankets huddled on floor mats to stay warm. I witnessed three young brothers clinging to each other, as if for dear life.

֍ I met with a group of mothers just separated from their children. When the first began to speak of the pain she was enduring not knowing where her daughter was, the others began to sob as if on cue. One woman told me, “With God’s help, I will be reunited with my baby soon.”

֍ At another facility, I met Andrea who described her treacherous journey to the Texas border while 8 months pregnant. She fled her home in Guatemala after she was targeted for assassination by thugs due to an outstanding loan. The hit was to take place just outside the local hospital right after she gave birth. Her escape to the Texas border took 13 days. Along the way, she gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. At the border she sought political asylum. She and her baby were denied entry and detained.

֍ Inside a windowless former Walmart converted into a cavernous shelter, I saw 1,500 boys warehoused and alone. There was not a parent in sight. They were allowed outside for two hours each day.

֍ I was barred from visiting any of the detention facilities housing girls, or infants and very young children who, in an Orwellian twist, are labeled by the government as “children of tender age.”

Parents in Vermont and around the world have one thing in common:  Each of us will do whatever it takes, at any cost, to protect our kids from harm and secure for them a better future. The parents I met on the border were no different.

Contrary to the president’s tweetstorms, they were not criminals, rapists, or gang members. They were not “animals” as he has asserted. They simply seek a safe haven for their kids free of gang violence, human rights abuses, domestic violence and desperate poverty.

The president's shameful decision to criminalize the act of seeking asylum and separate innocent migrant children from their parents is an atrocity that flies in the face of everything we stand for as Americans: 

"Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses, yearning to breathe free."

President Trump blamed Congress for his policy, claiming he was merely enforcing existing law and that only Congress could change it. That was a lie.

In a head spinning reversal, he responded today to public outrage over heart wrenching images of children locked in chain link cages on the southern border. It appears that he backed down on his cynical decision to separate innocent migrant children from their parents. While welcome news, the devil is in the details and in his follow through. We must remain vocal and vigilant because too often with this president, what he says is not always what he does.

Since my trip to the border, I have heard from hundreds of Vermonters wanting to know how they can help. First, you can let the president know what you think by calling the White House at 202-456-1111 or 202-456-1414. 

Second, in the days ahead, you can participate in rallies being held in Vermont and across the country.

And finally, you can reach out to friends and relatives in other states. Urge them to call their senators and representatives and demand they vote to prohibit the forced separation of innocent migrant children from their parents so that this never happens again.

The president of the American Academy of Pediatrics called President Trump’s policy "government sanctioned child abuse." I was an eyewitness to the trauma being inflicted on these kids and I will never forget it.

Sincerely,

PETER WELCH
Member of Congress
         
Contact:

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Posted by: AGelbert
« on: June 18, 2018, 08:30:58 pm »



Humanitarian Boat 🕊 Turned Away by Italy Arrives in Spain ✨

June 17, 2018 by Reuters

SNIPPET:

The Aquarius rescue ship arrives to port carrying 106 migrants in Valencia, Spain June 17, 2018. REUTERS/Heino Kalis

reuters logoBy Luis Felipe Fernandez and Jordi Rubio VALENCIA, Spain, June 17 (Reuters) – A migrant rescue boat turned away by Italy and Malta arrived at the Spanish port of Valencia on Sunday, ending a grueling voyage which has made it a symbol of Europe’s failure to agree on immigration.

Spain swooped to help 629 mainly sub-Saharan Africans on board the Aquarius last week after Italy’s new government, asserting its anti-immigrant credentials, refused to let it dock. Spain’s Prime Minister Pedro Sanchez, who took office two weeks ago, took the opportunity to show a more liberal stance.

But the plight of the Aquarius, run by Doctors Without Borders (MSF) with Franco-German charity SOS Mediterranee, highlighted the European Union’s failure to agree on how to manage the huge influx of people fleeing poverty and conflict.

In Valencia, officials in white protective suits and masks greeted the migrants as they debarked and police started identifying them and processing their information.

The Aquarius arrived carrying 106 people rescued from unstable boats near Libya. The others had been transferred to an Italian coast guard vessel and a ship belonging to the Italian navy to make the journey safer.

The coast guard boat was the first to arrive, docking in the eastern port with 274 on board just after dawn.

Shouts and singing erupted on the ship as the migrants on board saw Valencia on the horizon, Spanish journalist Gabriela Sanchez tweeted from another boat traveling alongside it.

A staff of 2,320, including volunteers, translators and health officials, were waiting on shore. Red Cross Secretary General Elhadj As Sy was also in Valencia for the arrival.

Related: Italy Cries ‘Victory’ as Spain Opens Port to Rescued Migrants

“This sad odyssey of the people on the Aquarius is another reminder that all people, regardless of their nationality or immigration status, should have access to basic assistance and protection,” Sy said in a statement.

Quote
“No human being is ‘illegal’, and people who need help should receive help,” added Sy.   
 

“CALM AND PLEASED”

Doctors Without Borders tweeted a photo of one of its team telling the people on board what they could expect.

“People are calm and pleased to be arriving in Spain,” the group said.

All seven pregnant women on board the ships will be immediately taken for check-ups, and all the arrivals, including 123 minors, will receive psychological help.

Full article:

http://gcaptain.com/humanitarian-boat-turned-away-by-italy-arrives-in-spain/
Posted by: AGelbert
« on: June 16, 2018, 03:34:43 pm »



I can believe it will come in September, but I don't think it will be this September.

"It" being an event one could clearly tag as being "the end of industrial civilization".

And even if it is this September, we sure as hell won't be able to confirm that it WAS this September by the first of October, as Guy seems to think.

The collapse is clearly ongoing and incremental. Waterfall events will surely occur that make it more obvious, as time goes on.

As usual. Guy is guessing. He used to be guessing human extinction by 2030 if I remember right. I can believe that more readily than I believe that industrial civilization will collapse this September.

Another case of confirmation bias.

I find myself in the position that I have often found myself over the past few years. I agree with most of the data that shows that collapse is imminent, and that real catastrophic climate change is imminent. But I disagree with Guy's take on timing. And the take of others who think economic disaster will come this year. It is coming, but we have a bit longer to wait.

Not the worst thing, for most of us.


Well said, however with earth changes on the up tick, we could be in for a bumpy rest of '18.

It appears that there is a lot more human displacement currently. If the hurricane season is huge than
who knows.

Posted by: AGelbert
« on: June 15, 2018, 06:06:18 pm »

Az:
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McPherson Calls It, Extinction Sept. '18


Az, McPherson is wrong. It Can't be September '18! Superman died on November 18!


You know someone's come to end of their leash when they start throwing dates at doom.

Guy's gone complete Harold Camping 


Guy has often talked about suicide, though he claims he would never do it. However, the fact the he harps so much on his claim that there is NO HOPE, may ultimately cause him to off himself. I hope and pray he does not do this. I hope he just keeps practicing what he preaches about being good and kind to those one cares about.

I've listened to and watched many of his presentations. He tries to be, oh so calm about the threat of extinction (that he thinks is a sure thing). However, I detect an undertone of raging anger at the stupidity of mankind, particulaly TPTB. Guy is VERY angry, though he pretends it's all like water off a duck to him. I don't believe that for a second. It eats at him.

Also, he has a confirmation bias problem that, when these dire predictions DO NOT come to pass on Guy's timetable, might cause him to resist having to admit he was wrong due to excessive pride in his intellectual and analytical powers.

Shutting himself off from any potential solutions is a sure way to get clinically depressed, and dangerously suicidal.

Where there is life, there is hope. Unfortunately, McPherson claims that is not so, due to Confirmation Bias.
Posted by: AGelbert
« on: June 09, 2018, 08:25:03 pm »

Posted by: AGelbert
« on: June 08, 2018, 04:37:06 pm »

Frankly Scarlett, I never liked Charles Krauthammer much. But his story is fairly amazing. Very interesting karma.

He just announced he's got terminal cancer and expects to live only a few weeks. I found this letter he wrote to be extremely courageous. I wish him good luck in his next life, or wherever he's headed.


 
June 8, 2018

 I have been uncharacteristically silent these past ten months. I had thought that silence would soon be coming to an end, but I’m afraid I must tell you now that fate has decide on a different course for me.

In August of last year, I underwent surgery to remove a cancerous tumor in my abdomen. That operation was thought to have been a success, but it caused a cascade of secondary complications which I have been fighting in hospital ever since. It was a long and hard fight with many setbacks, but I was steadily, if slowly, overcoming each obstacle along the way and gradually making my way back to health.

 However, recent tests have revealed that the cancer has returned. There was no sign of it as recently as a month ago, which means it is aggressive and spreading rapidly. My doctors tell me their best estimate is that I have only a few weeks left to live. This is the final verdict.

My fight is over. I wish to thank my doctors and caregivers, whose efforts have been magnificent. My dear friends, who have given me a lifetime of memories and whose support has sustained me through these difficult months. And all of my partners at The Washington Post, Fox News, and Crown Publishing.

Lastly, I thank my colleagues, my readers, and my viewers, who have made my career possible and given consequence to my life’s work. I believe that the pursuit of truth and right ideas through honest debate and rigorous argument is a noble undertaking. I am grateful to have played a small role in the conversations that have helped guide this extraordinary nation’s destiny.

 I leave this life with no regrets. It was a wonderful life, full and complete with the great loves and great endeavors that make it worth living. I am sad to leave, but I leave with the knowledge that I lived the life that I intended.

Charles Krauthammer




Frankly Scarlett, I never liked Charles Krauthammer much. But his story is fairly amazing. Very interesting karma.

He just announced he's got terminal cancer and expects to live only a few weeks. I found this letter he wrote to be extremely courageous. //

I leave this life with no regrets. It was a wonderful life, full and complete with the great loves and great endeavors that make it worth living. I am sad to leave, but I leave with the knowledge that I lived the life that I intended.

Charles Krauthammer
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Me neither. But I agree with your assessment.

Who among us can say that they truly lived the life they intended?

I disagree that a person should feel pride because they lived the life THEY intended (see the Sinatra song: "I did it MY WAY" ).

The only life worth living or being proud of is the life GOD INTENDED for us. Everything else, especially the lack of regrets, is egotistical false pride.

Krauthammer is an erudite person with a good vocabulary who, instead of using his extensive knowledge of human nature to combat injustices, has served evil causes all his life.

His fight, the only fight that actually matters, is just beginning for the remainder of his time here. If he does not repent of his evil, he is HELL TOAST.
Posted by: AGelbert
« on: May 28, 2018, 07:31:32 pm »

TruthDig

MAY 27, 2018 TD ORIGINALS

Teaching ‘Les Misérables’ in Prison

By Chris Hedges

SNIPPET 1:

I spent the last four months teaching Victor Hugo’s 1862 novel “Les Misérables” at a maximum-security prison in New Jersey. My students—like Hugo’s main character, Jean Valjean, who served 19 years in prison—struggle with shame, guilt, injustice, poverty and discrimination, and yearn for redemption and transformation. The novel gave them a lens to view their lives and a ruling system every bit as cruel as Hugo’s 19th-century France.

“Les Misérables” was wildly successful when it was published, including among Civil War soldiers in the United States, although Hugo’s condemnation of slavery was censored from Confederate copies. It was American socialist leader Eugene V. Debs’ favorite book—he read it in French. The socialist British Prime Minister Lloyd George said “Les Misérables” taught him more about poverty and the human condition than anything else he had ever read and instilled in him a lifelong ambition “to alleviate the distress and the suffering of the poor.” Hugo’s novel, however, enraged the ruling elites. It was panned by French critics. Copies were burned in Spain. Pope Pius IX put it on the church’s list of banned books, along with “Madame Bovary” and all the novels of Stendhal and Honoré de Balzac.


SNIPPET 2:

The decision by the bishop to lie on behalf of Valjean triggered an intense debate in my classroom.

“Who would do this?” a student asked.

“No one,” another student answered.

Several students dismissed the scene as improbable.

And then from the back of the room a student, speaking in emotional undertones, told this story.

“I came back to my bunk one day,” he said. “There was a new Bible on it. Inside was a letter. It was from my victim’s sister. She 🕊 wrote, ‘I forgive you. Now you must forgive yourself.’ I broke down. I could be more than a criminal. I could change. She made that possible.”   

My students will spend their lives condemned as felons. They, like Valjean, will never completely wash away the mark of Cain. Transformation, even when it occurs, will not free them from the criminal caste system. Transformation must be carried out not for what it will achieve, for often it will achieve nothing, or how it will be perceived, for most of the wider society will not perceive it. Transformation is about making peace with yourself. It is about obeying your conscience, which Hugo equates with the divine. It is about never living at the expense of another. Transformation is about rising above the hatred many feel, with justification, for a society that has betrayed them.

“If you are persecuted for virtue, why be virtuous?” a student asked.

“Those who have nothing need other people,” another student said. “We can’t survive alone. The more we sacrifice for those around us, the more we reduce our collective suffering; the more we recover our humanity, the more people reach out to us when we need help, and we all need help. Goodness is contagious.”

And yet, as my students know, this internal battle is hard and fierce within a society that denies the poor dignity and respect.

“Obscurely he perceived that the priest’s forgiveness was the most formidable assault he had ever sustained,” Hugo wrote of Valjean, “that if he resisted it his heart would be hardened once and for all, and that if he yielded he must renounce the hatred which the acts of man had implanted in him during so many years, and to which he clung. He saw dimly that this time he must either conquer or be conquered, and that the battle was not joined, a momentous and decisive battle between the evil in himself and the goodness in the other man.”

Hugo was aware that there are some who cannot be redeemed. They are incapable of empathy or remorse. They are driven by greed and ambition. They take a perverse joy in inflicting suffering on others. They are capable only of deceit. These people must be kept at bay. In the novel they are represented by Monsieur and Madame Thénardier, “human creatures which, like crayfish, always retreat into shadow, going backwards rather than forwards through life, gaining in deformity with experience, going from bad to worse and sinking into even deeper darkness.”

This cold reality, nevertheless, proved to be a painful one to digest in the classroom. Several students argued passionately that everyone, no matter how depraved, could ultimately be redeemed, and yet the reality of prison, my students conceded, amply illustrates that there are human predators to whom one can never show vulnerability or expect mercy. Fyodor Dostoyevsky described hell as the inability to love. These predators inhabit this hell. This internal hell, a barrenness of the soul, is exemplified in the police inspector Javert, who hounds Valjean throughout the novel. Hugo wrote, “The Austrian peasants believe that in every wolf-litter there is a dog-whelp which the mother kills, because otherwise when it grows larger it will devour the rest of her young. Endow this dog with a human face, and you have Javert.”

Full EXCELLENT article:

https://www.truthdig.com/articles/teaching-les-miserables-in-prison/
Posted by: AGelbert
« on: May 28, 2018, 03:17:46 pm »

Agelbert NOTE: This is part of a series of posts involving the correct action by Surly to delete a hate fullied post by Palloy.


If Surly had, he would have owned it and explained why he was doing  it, I think. Not sure about RE. He's drugged out of his gourd at the moment, so who knows.

I have made inquires to both RE and Surly about the missing posts. Not sure what happened, but I question whether it was a mod at all. Occasionally comments do disappear completely on this platform and reappear months or even years later.


It was me. One comment was a vicious trolling of RE, and another was ad hom disparaging a poster's religion. Well beyond the bounds of taste and decorum, and I own it fully. With no regrets.

Thanks.

I'm not second-guessing Surly. I have his back. If he says a post was in violation, I believe him. However, it helps for moderators to give some explanation when they feel the need to delete a comment. Otherwise, things can get confusing.


This is a double-edged sword.  To acknowledge you deleted a comment is to invite commentary on the deletion process to begin with.  Then you get into the "free speech" debate and "censorship".  It also costs you time and energy to defend your reasons for the deletion.  The whole purpose of doing this is to NOT get into such debates, they are off the topic at hand.  They derail the topic.

I didn't see this posting, although I could go look for it in the DNF file.  Once a Mod chooses to delete though, I have no interest in it.  It is no longer up for public consumption, for whatever the reason was that the Mod made this decision. 

RE


I remain loath to delete any post. And I will tolerate a great deal of opprobrium directed at me. But I hate gratuitous bulling, and cruelty from any vector. And have decided I'm not going to put up with it any longer.


What those who like to snipe never, quite deliberately 😈, want to understand is that First Amendment Free Speech is NOT a libertine's license to hurl gratuitous insults at a person.

The reason for that is that the MOTIVE of said insults is ALWAYS, though the clever person hurling the insult will deny it in perfect sophistic form , to undermine the credibility of the messenger, NOT to claim disagreement with the message.

THIS is the CRUX of the free speech argument. IF you are disagreeing, it's fine and dandy to say so. BUT, if you are claiming the argument is flawed because the one delivering the argument is an ****, you are NOT exercising free speech and deserve to be DISAPPEARED from civilized discourse.

I have tried for many years to get you, Eddie, to see the difference. I think you do but sometimes you don't want to deal with it. But, at least you are honest about it.

Insults, UNLESS they are blow off "insults" to the person doing the insulting ;D, DO NOT edify those communicating or advance the dialogue, Eddie!

As to certain others here who play the objective saint 😇 some days  while refusing to even address their occasional descents into bold faced attack the messenger mode, I am done even addressing these sanctimoneous cretins when they are in attack mode.

Arrogant lack of humilty is not simply unChristian, it is prima facie evidence of IRRATIONALITY. These people LACK objectivity. Listening to said people is stupid.

There are many reasons to keep the destructive poison said people spew from public disourse and NO reason whatsoever to protect their customary hate filled invective. These are people, as Surly indirectly stated in a recent comment, that never grew out of the childish tantrum/playground bully stage.

Everyone knows that the best way to deal with a spoiled brat is to censor their behavior. Some brats grow up and learn to stop that heinous conduct. Some don't. That's their problem.

Allowing them to continue this anti-social destructive critcism rewards this heinous conduct and encourages MORE OF IT!

As a Christian, I often have to remind people that turning the other cheek does not mean feeding a SICK NEED!

 
Posted by: AGelbert
« on: May 27, 2018, 07:58:09 pm »

I will be 81 in September. When my grandfather died at 75 I was about six years old and I lay on the floor looking at the ceiling and promised myself I would try to get to 100. His wife, my dear grandmother, made 96. That's only one side. The other side, not so lucky. But I do hold to the Meditteranean diet. Ten or even twelve vegetables per day, lots of Caucasus kefir, no red meat, and lots of vitamins. Eschew the confined animal cruelty. Pray and have reverence for a higher power, as AA says. Have respect for life and be part of the natural world. Respect the ancestors who have come before and shown the way. Do not throw away their wisdom for a mess of lentil soup.

There is every chance that you just might make it, particularly with that dietary regime. I hope you do.
But I don't understand what's wrong with lentil soup? I regard a good lentil soup as a thing of beauty.


It's a metaphor about Jacob and his brother. Jacob conned Esau into selling him his inheritance for a bowl of matzo ball lentil soup.  ;D

Of course.



Your honesty and noble humility have always been aspects of your personality that I admire greatly. 

You sir , are certainly NOT a dumbass! You are gettin' old, just like the rest of us.

Posted by: AGelbert
« on: April 07, 2018, 06:11:56 pm »

I don't know why you want to have it done at all.  I refused mine and it would have been free.  They only do it because they are then free from the possibility of being sued.  All it will tell you is that you are going to die at some time, or not, and you knew that anyway.

Of course you can always then go for a bowel/bladder ectomy and do your stuff into a plastic bag hung from your waist for the rest of your miserable life in a miserable hospital, or at least until you run out of money and they sneak a double dose of morphine into your nightly cocoa.

To be honest, I think it is a complete waste of time and money and will elucidate nothing.  I have a pretty good sensation of my problems, and they aren't in my colon or in my stomach per se.  It has something to do with the autonomic nervous system controlling appetite.  I think the stomach and intestines and bowels are operating just as the nerves tell them to operate, but they are not getting the right signals.

However, in order to drill down to this, I HAVE to do do what the Pros recommend for testing, and this is the one test I refused to do, because I feel unsafe to ingest the **** they want you to ingest for it.  So I will do it, but only if they agree to make me feel safe in doing so.  Also tell me how much it will **** COST!

RE

Get the cost in writing with a declaration clearly visible that it is not an estimate, no matter what the fine print may say.

Also tell them ahead of time you are not signing a **** thing 5 minutes before any procedure.

That is basically what I do unless I am against the wall and if I don't sign I get no treatment.

RE

I read your post and it got me to thinking about the autonomic nervous system and the signals to your digestive tract. Some time ago I learned that Lorazepam, a benzodiazepine in the valium benzo family of anxiolytics, was discovered to be produced in small quantities by the human intestines. It is a nervous system reaction appparently designed by the creator (though some will swear on a stack of Darwin's Origin of the Species Bibles that it was Doctor Evolution  ) to make us feel kinda nice when digestion begins so we will relax and not run around doing stuff so our body can work on processing all the goodies we just ate.

MAYBE, just MAYBE, your innards are not putting out enough lorazepam boost. As you have surmised, the autonomic nervous system and the "tone" of your vagal nerve, coming from your brain, is a BIG DEAL because there are an incredible amunt of brain to gut connections (more than can be possibly explained by pain receptors alone!). They still don't know all that they do, but they know your gut manufactures anxiolytics. If it isn't doing that properly, I imagine a lot of the symptoms you suffer from might surface.

It's just a thought. Lorazepam can only be taken sporadically because it is addictive after a month or so of taking over or about one milligram a day. BUT, taking it every few days or no more than once a week or so guarantees you will never be addicted to it.

I know you have other problems unrelated to your gut, but perhaps Lorazepam will help you.

Good suggestion AG, I'll see if Dr. Bimbo will write me a scrip for it.

RE


 

Posted by: AGelbert
« on: April 07, 2018, 06:02:17 pm »

I don't know why you want to have it done at all.  I refused mine and it would have been free.  They only do it because they are then free from the possibility of being sued.  All it will tell you is that you are going to die at some time, or not, and you knew that anyway.

Of course you can always then go for a bowel/bladder ectomy and do your stuff into a plastic bag hung from your waist for the rest of your miserable life in a miserable hospital, or at least until you run out of money and they sneak a double dose of morphine into your nightly cocoa.

To be honest, I think it is a complete waste of time and money and will elucidate nothing.  I have a pretty good sensation of my problems, and they aren't in my colon or in my stomach per se.  It has something to do with the autonomic nervous system controlling appetite.  I think the stomach and intestines and bowels are operating just as the nerves tell them to operate, but they are not getting the right signals.

However, in order to drill down to this, I HAVE to do do what the Pros recommend for testing, and this is the one test I refused to do, because I feel unsafe to ingest the s h i t they want you to ingest for it.  So I will do it, but only if they agree to make me feel safe in doing so.  Also tell me how much it will f u c k ing COST!

RE

Get the cost in writing with a declaration clearly visible that it is not an estimate, no matter what the fine print may say.

Also tell them ahead of time you are not signing a f u c k ing thing 5 minutes before any procedure.

That is basically what I do unless I am against the wall and if I don't sign I get no treatment.

RE

I read your post and it got me to thinking about the autonomic nervous system and the signals to your digestive tract. Some time ago I learned that Lorazepam, a benzodiazepine in the valium benzo family of anxiolytics, was discovered to be produced in small quantities by the human intestines. It is a nervous system reaction appparently designed by the creator (though some will swear on a stack of Darwin's Origin of the Species Bibles that it was Doctor Evolution  ) to make us feel kinda nice when digestion begins so we will relax and not run around doing stuff so our body can work on processing all the goodies we just ate.

MAYBE, just MAYBE, your innards are not putting out enough lorazepam boost. As you have surmised, the autonomic nervous system and the "tone" of your vagal nerve, coming from your brain, is a BIG DEAL because there are an incredible amount of brain to gut connections (more than can be possibly explained by pain receptors alone!). They still don't know all that they do, but they know your gut manufactures anxiolytics. If it isn't doing that properly, I imagine a lot of the symptoms you suffer from might surface.

It's just a thought. Lorazepam can only be taken sporadically because it is addictive after a month or so of taking over or about one milligram a day. BUT, taking it every few days or no more than once a week or so guarantees you will never be addicted to it.

I know you have other problems unrelated to your gut, but perhaps Lorazepam will help you.
Posted by: AGelbert
« on: March 27, 2018, 08:27:02 pm »

  I asked him to make a referral to a Rheumatologist anywhere and I would fly there, but he refused saying he himself is a Specialist and doesn't do referrals. So I will have to go back to the Bimbos at Mat-Su and see if they will get me a referral for a Rheumatologist.  ::)

This is bogus and an artifact of the current HMO insurance system and has nothing to do with medical practice. Actually,any doctor has an obligation to you as a patient to make any referral that he/she considers reasonable. His excuse is lame, but these days most patients buy it because they've been trained to go to their  primary care physician for referrals.

What if he'd found evidence of cancer, and it didn't happen to be a cancer he was qualified to treat? He would have made a referral in a heartbeat.

Yes, I know it was bullshit.  Further words to come out of his mouth during this portion of the conversation were: "I don't want to insert myself into this".  He also appeared angry at me for even suggesting it.  All he wants to do is deal with urinary tract issues, all the rest is "not his department".  Referal making is for PCPs, not a Specialista like him!  ::)

Anyhow, I have to call today to see if the results for my Schnitzler's tests came back and then also discuss the possibility of getting my endoscopy & colonoscopy done by fasting instead of drinking the gross kool-aid.  So I will talk to them about getting another referal.  The **** Doc said an Internal Medicine specialist might work also, and we do have a few of those up here.

RE

I just want to let you know that every specialist that does colonoscopies has a published "score" relating to finding polyps. I'm not sure exactly how the scoring is done, but the ones with a bad score (they can't avoid having the public know their score) can, not only miss stuff they should see, but cause problems. A perforated colon can be very dangerous. I suggest you find out the score of the person that is going to do your colonoscopy. Eddie may be able to help you get it.
Posted by: AGelbert
« on: March 08, 2018, 04:37:05 pm »

Who am I besides a flower quickly fading 🥀or a brief wave 🌊 tossed in the ocean? I am His. 🕊
Who Am I - Casting Crowns (w/ lyrics)



Posted by: AGelbert
« on: February 21, 2018, 02:47:34 pm »

February 20, 2018

Why this Rohingya refugee mother 🕊 has a reason to smile


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USA for UNHCR donors help this Rohingya mother feel safe again 🌞


“My husband carried his mother and I carried my two children. We couldn't carry anything else with us,” said Alin Nisa, a 22-year-old Rohingya refugee now safe in Bangladesh. Despite enduring unimaginable trauma, Alin’s bright smile shares her hope for her family's future. ✨

The family was forced to flee when armed men came to their village in the middle of the night. After a treacherous 10-day journey across rivers and mountains, they reached the border of Bangladesh. Exhausted and hungry, Alin was relieved to finally see UNHCR staff members whose distinctive blue vests symbolized safety and hope.

Once settled in a refugee camp, the UN Refugee Agency supplied materials for the family to build a shelter. These included plastic sheeting and a tarp to protect against the region's heavy rains. The Nisa family also received kitchen supplies, mats, blankets and other humanitarian relief items.

With a sturdy shelter to call home and the means to feed, clothe and care for her children, Alin is smiling again because she feels safe — for the first time in quite a while.

Alin and her family are survivors of the fastest-growing refugee crisis in the world today. Since August 2017, approximately 647,000 Rohingya, an ethnic minority in Myanmar, have fled violence and persecution.

With the generous support of caring Americans, UNHCR has responded to the massive need by:

֍ Airlifting humanitarian aid including blankets, plastic sheets, sleeping mats, family tents, plastic rolls, kitchen sets, jerry cans and buckets.

֍ Constructing 8,000 latrines to protect refugees against potentially deadly, water-borne diseases and diarrhea.

֍ Establishing safe spaces within refugee camps where survivors of sexual and gender-based violence can receive counseling and referrals for legal support.

https://www.unrefugees.org/news/why-this-rohingya-refugee-mother-has-a-reason-to-smile/
Posted by: AGelbert
« on: February 17, 2018, 07:44:09 pm »

What Social Programs 🕊 Were Pioneered by the Black Panther Party 💫?

There were many facets to the generation that spawned the protest era of the late 1960s, including anti-war activism, free speech, civil rights, and a general anti-establishment vibe, all of which spread throughout the San Francisco area.

Community groups like the Diggers sprang up to help people in need in the Haight-Ashbury neighborhood, providing free clothes, food, and medical care.

The Black Panther Party 🕊 pushed numerous social initiatives, as well, such as creating a Free Breakfast for School Children program that fed tens of thousands of hungry kids -- and provided inspiration for today’s government-run breakfast program for kids. 

Power to the people:

The Black Panther Party was formed in 1966 to address police brutality in Oakland, California. A faction led by Stokely Carmichael began advocating self-determination for African-Americans, which became known as Black Power.

The Black Panthers' free breakfast program began at an Episcopal church in Oakland. Party members and volunteers solicited donations, consulted with nutritionists, and prepared and served the food free of charge to underprivileged children. The initiative spread across the country in the early 1970s.

The program addressed a critical community need and also helped to counter the militant image of the Black Panthers that was held by many Americans.

http://www.wisegeek.com/what-social-programs-were-pioneered-by-the-black-panther-party.htm
Posted by: AGelbert
« on: February 08, 2018, 09:45:54 pm »



February 8, 2018

Depression: Not Just Personal, But Also Neoliberal?

In his new book "Lost Connections," Johann Hari argues that depression is more than a chemical imbalance: it's an illness rooted in the traumas of adverse childhood experiences and an atomized neoliberal society.


http://therealnews.com/t2/story:21094:Depression%3A-Not-Just-Personal%2C-But-Also-Neoliberal%3F


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NoDifference • 18 hours ago

Excuse me while I pick up my jaw. Wow. I've come to this exact same conclusion myself. I also went through the same struggle that the guest describes. I've also been following the Basic Income story for years, but especially the last 2 or 3 now. I've always known that my depression was never caused by me, but rather by the environment I lived in.  

The isolation that Mr. Hari (maybe he deserves the title of Dr.!) describes is not limited to just the usual things that he mentions, as well as the loss of control. Part of the problem is the way we are told that, somehow, we must stop "feeling sorry for ourselves." This is absolute BS. Of course we do -- when we feel hurt or loss, we grieve, we feel pain, we hurt mentally as well as physically. Sadly, Emotional-Relational (ER) therapy is still quite popular, which involves reprogramming ourselves to be less human and more like machines. I got a dose of that back in the 1980s, in my search to find a "cure."

Shutting people down because we cannot see the pain THEY feel is not only cruel and adds to their isolation and pain, it is also idiotic. There is no reason why anyone should expect people to act "normal" in an environment that is hardly like anything natural or normal. Besides "normal" being subjective and difficult to define or get consensus on, it demands people behave in ways the human body and mind are not fit to handle (with, albeit, those hardy few with the toughest and best genetics). I do not and never did like being shut down, and I cannot see why anyone else would either.

The anti-anxiety meds I've been taking for 15 years -- and they've switched them a few times, and changed dosages as well -- are barely chipping away at the discomfort I feel. But the advice -- really, re-programming -- I've received can only transform people into even more unfeeling personalities as they shed the most human of emotions, the reaction to societal detachment. Full-blown cases are better known as sociopaths, those hardy souls who can shuff off pain, whether their own or anyone elses... and then continue with the same, or worse, anti-social behavior. And it is not difficult to imagine that some sociopaths could ultimately become psychopaths if the pain suppressed for so long suddenly explodes after years of concealment, like a water heater without a relief valve gone awry.

Why are we expected to feel content in an environment that makes too many days of our lives unbearable? We need to stop listening to those people who continually tell us everything will work out because the only way to guarantee that result, or anything near it, is to actually do the work of making everything work out. Basic income is essential to that end.

This interview was so good, I will be taking another listen to it!

 
Posted by: AGelbert
« on: January 20, 2018, 03:34:06 pm »

This is a heartwarming story.   

BRAZOS!

RE

https://www.npr.org/2018/01/19/579196353/after-four-months-without-power-a-puerto-rico-town-strings-its-own-lines

After Four Months Without Power, A Puerto Rico Town Strings Its Own Lines

Adrian Florido

Rosa Cruz and Luis Felipe Colón standing beneath the newly illuminated light on their front porch. The couple had been without electricity for four months.
Adrian Florido/NPR

Four months after Hurricane Maria made landfall on Puerto Rico, nearly 40 percent of the island's electricity customers remain without power.

Rosa Cruz and her husband, Luis Felipe Colón, both retired, are among them. They've eaten mostly canned food and prayed that Rosa doesn't have an asthma attack, because they can't plug in her nebulizer.

Their little house in a rural part of western Puerto Rico sits on a hillside. From their porch, they look down on the town of San Sebastián.

"When there was no electricity," Colón says, "it looked really beautiful at sunset."

But slowly, the lights are coming back on. Colón says as power is restored to the town below, it's looked even more beautiful.

"I tell him, 'look there's light down there,' Rosa says. 'It's getting closer to us!'"

This morning, the couple woke up and saw that a crew had re-hoisted the downed utility pole in front of their house. Colón says he literally jumped.

"What joy!" he said. "It's our turn!"

Volunteers with the Pepino Power Authority repair electrical lines on the outskirts of San Sebastián de las Vegas del Pepino, Puerto Rico.
Adrian Florido/NPR

San Sebastián takes charge

The men working out front were not with the Puerto Rico Electric Power Authority, the island's sole utility. Nor with the Army Corps of Engineers. Nor any of the official government crews working to restore electricity to Puerto Rico.

They were San Sebastián's police chief - a retired employee of the utility - and a bunch of other men from this municipality, all volunteering to restore power to their town.

San Sebastián's city hall is on a picture-perfect plaza with a fountain and a church. In his office, Mayor Javier Jiménez says that back in November, after nearly two months of waiting for the electric utility to start grid repairs in his town, he couldn't take it anymore.

"The first thing I did," he says, "was find out which of our employees were electricians." Jiménez said he then put out a call for help for linemen and others who used to work for the utility but were now retired.

"And so we started these brigades," he said. The volunteers gave themselves a name: the Pepino Power Authority, the PPA, after the town's full name, San Sebastián de las Vegas del Pepino. They designed a logo and slapped it on their helmets and utility trucks.

Official logo of the unofficial Pepino Power Authority. Pepino is Spanish for cucumber.
Adrian Florido/NPR

The Pepino Power Authority (pepino is Spanish for cucumber) started fixing electric lines in the center of town, and has been working its way out to the hills.

They have met resistance. The The Puerto Rico Electric Power Authority accused Jiménez of circumventing its monopoly. He admits he did. But he objects to another accusation — that what he's doing is unsafe.

"One of the first things we did," Jiménez says, "was establish a safety protocol, and we brought in a government inspector."

Pressure builds on the government

Across Puerto Rico, mayors still waiting for repair crews to arrive in their municipalities have started pressuring the governor to allow them to legally restore their own power. So this week, the legislature announced a bill that would permit cities to hire their own contractors.

In San Sebastián, the Pepino Power Authority has already restored service to about 2,500 homes. Joaquín Cruz, a volunteer, says the goal is to restore 100 percent of the town's homes before the end of January.

"Yesterday we did between 60 and 80," Cruz says, "and today will be the same."

One of those is the little hillside home of Rosa Cruz and Luis Felipe Colón, who've been watching the progress from their porch all day. Every time the workmen of the Pepino Power Authority are ready to turn the power back on to a new home, they get giddy with excitement.

Félix Avilés, the police chief turned electrician, races up to the house, switches on the breaker and then flips the switch for the porch light.

It turns on.

"Thank you!" Rosa Cruz tells the workers. "We're so blessed!"

Posted by: AGelbert
« on: January 19, 2018, 05:11:43 pm »

Family of El Faro Crew Member Delivers More Than 30,000 Pounds of Relief Goods to Puerto Rico🕊

January 18, 2018 by gCaptain

Deb and Robin Roberts  deliver goods in Loiza, Puerto Rico. Photo: TOTE Maritime

Family members of an El Faro’s crew member who lost his life when the American cargo ship tragically sank in 2015 are being recognized for their effort to assist Puerto Ricans impacted by Hurricane Maria.

In November 2017, Deb and Robin Roberts of Wilton, ME began a drive for relief goods in honor of their son Holland. Holland was one of 33 crew members who perished when the cargo ship the El Faro sank in Hurricane Joaquin in October 2015.

For three days in December, the Roberts visited Puerto Rico to distribute more than 30,390 pounds of food, water, personal hygiene supplies and other key goods to those in need.

While there, the Roberts visited Hogar Casa Feliz in Bayamon, Puerto Rico, an elderly home on the island as well as the community of Loiza, Puerto Rico to distribute goods, while the remainder of the items were provided to communities in need in conjunction with Para la Naturaleza.

Holland is said to have spent a significant amount of time in Puerto Rico as the El Faro was dedicated to the Puerto Rico trade lane. As such, the Roberts felt called to support the people and communities who played such an integral role in their son’s life.

“It was truly a rewarding experience to be able to help the people of Puerto Rico in memory of our son, Michael” commented Deb and Robin Roberts. “We are so grateful to everyone at TOTE for helping us to make the drive a success. Without their efforts and support, we never would’ve been able to make it happen. Upon our arrival in Puerto Rico, we were amazed at the sharp contrast between the sheer beauty of the island in areas like San Juan and the utter destruction in areas like Loiza caused by Hurricane Maria. Yet during our supplies delivery, the people of Loiza taught us a lesson in how to deal with adversity. Despite being without power for over three months, they were all smiling and even broke out in song and dance while they awaited the arrival of the delivery truck. The people of Puerto Rico truly love their island just like Michael did!”

TOTE Maritime Puerto Rico, owner of the El Faro, helped support the Roberts with their transportation and distribution efforts.

“Partnering with the Roberts to bring goods to the island has been a gift”    commented Anthony Chiarello, President and CEO of TOTE. “There are still so many families and communities struggling to survive after Hurricane Maria – these goods will be invaluable to people throughout the island.”

http://gcaptain.com/family-el-faro-crew-member-delivers-30000-pounds-relief-goods-puerto-rico/
Posted by: AGelbert
« on: January 19, 2018, 04:55:06 pm »

🌊 WATCH: Aerial Drone Used to Save Two Swimmers’ Lives in Australia

January 18, 2018 by Mike Schuler

Lifeguards in Australia are being credited with saving two swimmers’ lives using a relatively new life-saving drone in what is believed to be a first-of-its-kind rescue.

The rescue in question took place on January 18, 2018, after lifeguards in New South Wales spotted two swimmers caught out in a rip current. According to officials, within just 70 seconds the UAV was hovering over the boys and launched an inflatable for them to grab onto – essentially saving their lives.

The rescue is believed to be the first time a drone has been used to rescue swimmers at sea.

Of course, the amazing rescue was caught on video by the drone itself:


Photo credit: Little Ripper Lifesaver

The new drone, called the Little Ripper Lifesaver, is being used as part of a major investment New South Wales to incorporate drone technology to aid in shark tracking and monitoring, the Verge reports.

The maker of the Little Ripper drone, Kevin Weldon, said he was inspired to develop the device after seeing unmanned helicopters being used in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina in New Orleans.

http://gcaptain.com/watch-lifesaving-drone-credited-with-saving-two-swimmers-lives-in-australia/
Posted by: AGelbert
« on: January 10, 2018, 07:12:24 pm »


JAN 09, 2018 TD ORIGINALS

And Compassion for All

By Eric Ortiz

SNIPPET 1:

Are you hopeful? It’s a simple question without a simple answer in these uncertain times.

But Sarah Silverman did something cool to end 2017 that should provide some hope. After encountering a troll on social media who called her the C-word, she showed compassion.

I believe in you. I read ur timeline & I see what ur doing & your rage is thinly veiled pain. But u know that. I know this feeling. Ps My back Fu cking sux too. see what happens when u choose love. I see it in you.
— Sarah Silverman (@SarahKSilverman) December 29, 2017

 

I can’t choose love. A man that resembles Kevin spacey took that away when I was 8. I can’t find peace if I could find that guy who ripped my body who stripped my innocence I’d kill him. He fu cked me up and I’m poor so its hard to get help.
— Jeremy jamrozy (@jeremy_jamrozy) December 29, 2017

 
No I just smoke weed. I’m prescribed medications which I take accordingly
— Jeremy jamrozy (@jeremy_jamrozy) December 29, 2017
 

I will go. But I trust no one I’ve been burned so many times. I’d give the shirt off my back and everytime I get burned. I’m super antisocial. I have no friends. I’m sorry I gave u  s h i t.
— Jeremy jamrozy (@jeremy_jamrozy) December 29, 2017

 
Im so psyched you’ll go. KEEP ME POSTED. Don’t give up on yourself. Be brave enough to risk getting burned. It’s what happens when u fight for yourself. But it’s worth it. I promise.
— Sarah Silverman (@SarahKSilverman) December 29, 2017

Silverman then used her platform as a celebrity to put out a request to help Jeremy, her new friend.
 
Yo SAN ANTONIO! Any kickass back/neck care specialists willing 2 help my friend @jeremy_jamrozy He has several slipped discs, no insurance, & can’t work bc of severe pain. Let’s get him back on his feet!! Who’s in?
— Sarah Silverman (@SarahKSilverman) December 29, 2017
 

I was their Director of Finance for 6 years and my sister is a CRS there @lmarti25 I’ll get her to reach out to him to get him in!
— Jen Carriedo (@jcarriedo) December 29, 2017

Jeremy started a GoFundMe page to raise $150 for back pain relief and was overwhelmed by the generosity of complete strangers.


SNIPPET 2:

America needs a life preserver. Liberty and justice for all are not the reality of today’s America . The system is still rigged against minorities, particularly blacks and Latinos, who are still moved to the bottom of lists. The government has failed and continues to fail the people, and the failure is by design. According to Nancy MacLean, author of “Democracy in Chains: The Deep History of the Radical Right’s Stealth Plan for America,” in an interview with Salon, radical far-right forces are working to destroy “the model of government that has prevailed in the United States and in many other countries for a century.” This new vision of America wants to undo all semblance of democracy—removing government responsibility for education, health care, food, housing, old-age support—to line the pockets of a wealthy few.

MacLean explained:

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I think that what we need to convey to people is that this is a messianic cause, with a vision of the good society and government that I think most of us would find terrifying, for the practical implications and impact that it will have on our lives.

We are at a crucial moment in our history, and we will not get another chance, by this cause’s own telling. They say again and again that this is going to be permanent, and they’re very close to victory. So I think we need to be really clear-eyed about understanding this and reaching out to one another without panic.

… [T]he Koch network and all of these people are doing what they’re doing because they understand that their ideas make them a permanent minority. They cannot win if they are honest about what they’re doing. That’s why they’re doing things in the deceitful and frightening ways that they are.

And that, I think, is a sign of great power for the majority of people, who I think are fundamentally decent, and agree on much more than we’re led to believe.

The trouble is, the assault on democracy with Donald Trump in the White House is also coming from Democrats, who have moved to the right under the influence of financial elites to create what Paul Street calls the “nauseating nothingness of neoliberal capitalist and professional class politics.”

Thomas Frank said as much in the new afterword of his book “Listen Liberal: What Ever Happened to the Party of the People?”:

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There was brilliance in the billionaire’s bluster. By denouncing free trade and the culture wars, [candidate Trump] was dynamiting the consensus orthodoxy that had dominated Washington for many years. This orthodoxy had, among other things, made possible endless sell-outs of working people by Democrats, who could savor their Tom Friedman columns and celebrate globalization’s winners and still count on the votes of the angry working class because such people had ‘nowhere else to go.’ Clintonism would only work, however, as long as Republicans did their part and adhered to free-market orthodoxy. Take that consensus away and leave the Democrats as the only party of globalization, and they would immediately be exposed to a working-class revolt within their ranks. … Trump was openly calling for such a revolt.”

That revolt has yet to happen. Trump has grown the swamp in Washington, D.C., instead of draining it. At the same time, he and his administrative tyrants have set out to destroy all sense of American humanity and the multicultural, “nation of nations” fabric and spirit upon which our country was founded.

The ruling class wants to keep American citizens divided.
That’s why we keep seeing policies opposed to what the majority of Americans want, with little substantive analysis of those policies. Instead, we get an abundance of “soap opera” news and “worldwide wrestling” narratives. Sensationalism sells. The rubes stay distracted and uninformed. The ruling class wins. All they care about is power and money. Anything or anyone that runs counter to making money or maintaining power is the enemy.

Our current government has no empathy because its political donors lack empathy. They don’t care about immigrants, economic equality, the poor, the middle class, the environment or peace—what a majority of Americans care about—because human rights, civil rights and decency are bad for business

FULL EXCELLENT ARTICLE with videos:

https://www.truthdig.com/articles/and-compassion-for-all/
Posted by: AGelbert
« on: December 21, 2017, 05:19:36 pm »

The Spectrum of Hope: An Optimistic New Approach to Alzheimer’s Disease and Other Dementias
 

by Gayatri Devi, MD

Alzheimer’s disease and other types of dementia can leave a trail of devastation in their wake, but it’s possible to find a glimmer of hope amid the gloom. “The Spectrum of Hope: An Optimistic New Approach to Alzheimer’s Disease and Other Dementias” provides a more positive outlook on a disease that often feels like a prison to those who have it and to their families.

Author Gayatri Devi, a neurologist with more than 20 years specializing in memory loss and dementia, offers encouragement to those with dementia and their loved ones and emphasizes the possibilities for living fulfilling lives even as the disease progresses. Topics covered in the book include maintaining independence, communication with someone who has dementia and dealing with dementia-related behaviors like paranoia.

Learn about this and the 5 other best books on caregiving:

https://www.caring.com/articles/best-books-about-caregiving
Posted by: AGelbert
« on: December 18, 2017, 07:32:07 pm »

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Have you ever killed another human being?

Bill Perrino, Electrician (1976-present)

Updated Jun 21, 2017

I was going to answer this anonymously because of the off chance that a family member might read this. Then, I decided, I hope everyone who knew about this would read this and know the truth about what happened 41 years ago, almost to the day.

I had just graduated High School and was anticipating the joys which summer would bring. A girl, who I knew from 7th to the 12th grade, and I began dating after graduation. Joan and I attended an annual picnic put on by a major aerodynamic contractor. She drove her newly purchased convertible Fiat to the picnic which was located in the mountains north of Los Angeles.

We had a wonderful time that afternoon and we planned on camping the night then driving home in the morning. Before we went to our campground we stopped at a local market where we met a friendly gentleman, Paul, who, after we told him of our plans, invited us to spend the night with him at his place. We declined his offer. “Just in case,” he told us where his place was and how to get there.

We went to our campground and went to sleep. We were awakened by a friend of mine’s mother’s yelling, bitching and carrying on in a drunken diatribe. This went on for 20 minutes or so before we decided to leave the campground and take the dude up on his offer to house us for the night.

Joan and I jumped into her Fiat and proceeded to get the hell out of there. As we were leaving, the intoxicated woman’s son, John, stopped us and asked if he could accompany us - wherever we were going - he needed to get away from his mother. John jumped into the back of the Fiat, which, mind you, is a two seater, and away we went.

We found our destination easily. It was a couple of miles down a canyon road. We found Paul, who we learned was a caretaker for this property. Paul gave the three of us a tour of the property which happened to be a Wildlife Preserve. He showed us an elephant who was chained to a tree stump, then an area which was separated by a chain link fence and housed 86 lions. It was a fascinating place, the lions were beautiful. After showing us the lions, Paul said he needed to take a ****. I stated that I needed to also and we both turned away from the lions and started walking to the house. As an afterthought,Paul, looking over his shoulder, said, “Do not try to pet the lions.” As soon as his words were spoken, Joan screamed the most terrifying scream I, to this day ever heard. I spun around to see Joan clutching her hand while she screamed. Her fingers were attached only by her skin. I immediately remove my shirt and wrapped it around her hand. “Where is the closest hospital?” I asked Paul as John and I brought Joan to the Fiat. John was seated on the trunk of the Fiat holding my shirt around Joan’s hand as I flew through the canyon road not knowing where nor how far the hospital was. This was the first time driving this vehicle on a road I had never traveled.

As I maneuvered a curve traveling at a high speed, the rear tires hit some sand, and the Fiat was slammed into a guard rail. John was thrown down the side of the mountain. Stunned, I made sure Joan was alright, she seemed not to have any injuries other than her hand, then jumped down the side of the mountain in search of John. I was wearing only a pair of shorts, no shirt, no shoes. I found John halfway down the mountain. As I reached him I noticed several people approaching. They were from a campground at the bottom of the mountain, had heard the impact of the Fiat hitting the guard rail and came to see if they could be of assistance. One of them was a nurse and she began treating John. I ran back up the mountain and found Joan being attended to by the paramedics, which was a needed relief. Immediately I ran, more like slid, down the mountain where the nurse was giving John CPR. He was alive. I sat down placing his head in my lap, he was looking up at me. Seconds later, he was dead. I ran back up the mountain to see that Joan and the paramedics were gone. I ran back down, looked at John, then it hit me, he was dead. Devastated, I walked down to the campground in a daze. I sat on a picnic table and wept for I don’t know how long.

A married couple who were camping there asked me if I needed a ride home.This was hours after John died. These kind people drove me home where I passed out in my bed. The next morning the CHP were at the door and I was subsequently arrested for DUI, Hit and Run. I was taken to Men’s Central Jail in Downtown LA, where, I was told I would remain for my safety, in case John’s parents wanted to get revenge. John’s dad, a wonderful human being, demanded my release. John’s family helped me through the aftermath. If it wasn’t for their kindness I don’t know what I would have done.

A couple of months later I am sitting in Juvenile Court (I was 17 at the time of the accident) listening to the Judge read the charges against me: Vehicular Manslaughter, Leaving the Scene of an Accident and Driving While Intoxicated. From the audience I hear a voice asking the judge permission to speak. When I locate the person who spoke, I recognize who it is: the man who gave me a ride home, his wife alongside of him. He proceeds to tell the judge that I did not leave the scene, I was there hours after the accident and that I was not intoxicated.

All of the charges were dropped thanks to a kind stranger. How he knew when my court date was and where, I’ll never know. If by chance either of you kind people are reading this, thank you again.

Wow! The number of people who have read my answer is amazing. Thank you for all of your comments.

Once I started writing about what happened, memories flashed through my mind so fast, I could not write fast enough. As soon as I finished I submitted it. Now, after reading what I wrote, I realize I should have proof read it before submitting it and I left out some critical information:

Joan tried to pet one of the lions and was bitten by a lion. She was taken to Henry Mayo Hospital in Valencia where her fingers were re-attached to her hand. The Doctors did an excellent job.

659.5k Views · 28,432 Upvotes

https://www.quora.com/profile/Bill-Perrino
Posted by: AGelbert
« on: December 05, 2017, 01:15:10 pm »

RE reaches the other side and immediately starts asking questions:  ;D

Apologies to John McPherson for Agelbert Fair Use Cartoon tampering.  ;D

I definitely will be Grilling God after I pass through the Pearly Gates.

If he doesn't give me some solid answers and tries to weasel out with Ad Hom argument or Appeals to (his own) Authority, I will Napalm the Living s h i t out of Him.

I am currently looking for an ISP with a High Speed connection to the Great Beyond.

RE


 ;D The great argument between God and RE is something I definitely hope to be present for.

I recommend you use your napalm judiciously. 

I predict your desire for communication with the Valley of Tears will cease as soon as you get up there and see the big picture. Look at it this way: Why would a butterfly want to talk to a bunch of catterpillars?
Posted by: AGelbert
« on: December 04, 2017, 06:54:13 pm »

Remind me again where your mortal remains are to be interred....or where the monument will be, if you don't want the box? I'm taking a pass on being boxed.

Since it isn't legal to compost me in the garden (my preference) I suppose I'll go for the oven. Sky burial wouldn't be bad....


Originally I was going to go with cremation to keep it cheap sending my meat suit back to MO, but then I figured why should I deprive the worms of a meal?  Also why waste all that fuel to burn me up? The traditional burial recycles my remains, plus I found out with this type of burial I also get a crypt or vault made of concrete (I am requesting basalt rebar be used) the casket gets dropped into.  Costs an additional $1100, already paid for.  It's 3' X 9' so there is plenty of room in it to drop whatever I want besides my corpse into the crypt.  So I am not limited to the time capsules I have embedded in the stones.  I will be dropping The Book of the Diner printed on fine 100% Cotton rag acid free paper vacuum sealed in plastic with oxygen absorbers in aluminum file cases and filled with beeswax, then encased in a wooden Pirates Chest at my feet, also filled with beeswax.  The chest is soaked in linseed oil and painted with 9 layers of polyurethane on sealing.

The limited run First Edition of The Book of the Diner in Leather Bound Hardcover will be available at the Funeral with signed copies, assuming I get them before I croak.  SUN☼ University Publishing will print enough copies for all regular Diners, plus some Lurkers from the Blog.  Digital Copies on DVD-R will be available as well for anyone who shows up.  The Funeral will also feature a fine Buffet and a great soundtrack of Doom Themed music. 




The remains of my Meat Suit will rest for All Eternity at North Greenlawn Cemetery in Springfield, MO, a stone's throw from where my mom is buried.  You won't be able to miss the Tombstone if it is still standing, it's very distinctive.   :icon_sunny:  If Greenlawn happens to be the site of Carpet Bombing or a Nuke dropped by the NKs and you can't make out the landmarks and my Tombstone is destroyed, it's at 37.263847N, -93.277334W.

[smg id=4020 type=preview align=center caption="Cemetary My Plot 2sm"]

SEE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE

RE

           
       
RE reaches the other side and immediately starts asking questions:  ;D

Apologies to John McPherson for Agelbert Fair Use Cartoon tampering.  ;D



Posted by: AGelbert
« on: August 14, 2017, 05:04:55 pm »

Agelbert Note: A fascinating trip to the other side and back.


Kimberly Sharp - Beyond the Body but not Over the Line: NDEs and OBEs

Quote
"Where Mountains met Water."



Published on Aug 8, 2013
Posted by: AGelbert
« on: August 11, 2017, 07:31:11 pm »

RE,
I want to touch base with you on cogntive issues. I am having a lot of toruble speeling words that I am well acquainted with. It seems like a form of dyslexia or the beginning of Parkinsosn. I don't know but I'm making more and moe mistakes on the keyboard too. I mean, how many times do I have to write common words like "believe" and "neither" and "weird", etc. to stop having to think about whetehr I am spelling them right?  :icon_scratch:

In short, I am having cognitive problems.  :( 


Is that how it is with you, or is it ti totally different?


No, I'm not having trouble spelling as far as I can tell although my keyboard speed is much slower.  It's more a short term memory issue.  I will get up from my chair to go do something, but then before I do it I have forgotten what I wanted to do.  So then I go back and sit down and a few minutes later it comes back to me.  Then I get up again to do it and forget again.  Rinse & Repeat.

Then I have developed this huge fear of misplacing or losing my keys, phone and wallet.  I don't want to go anywhere because I think I will forget one of them.  I had an episode at Home Depot when I got back to my car to go home I couldn't find my keys in the pocket I usually store keys when out and about, and I panicked.  I tapped all my other pockets and they didn't seem to be there either.  I was about to go back into HD to have them search the store or call a locksmith to get me into the vehicle.  I have another key stored inside.  But then at the last minute I found the keys in a little pocket I don't usually use in my sweatshirt.  PHEW!

Other than that, the issues are more physical than mental.  Every little task is exhausting.  Stuff like cutting up the veggies took ages because I keep having to go sit down to rest.  I don't want to get out of my chair to do anything.

Also, nothing gives me any pleasure anymore, not eating or drinking or smoking.  In fact all of them are chores I don't want to do also.

Excretion is a chore.  Fortunately, I still wake up when the call of nature comes so I don't wet the bed, but then I have to drag myself from the bed to the throne.  Then on the other side, when I get the call of nature there, I have maybe 30 seconds to make it to the throne or there will be poopy pants.

All in all, this is a very unpleasant way to live.

RE


I agree those are VERY unpleasant experiences. Thanks for the info. I didn't mention it, but I have similar short term memory problems, though not more than once a week or so.   It is very frustrating.  I have a timer software clock to remind me of paying bills and updating passwords and such. That helps somewhat. I'm still walking on the treadmill five days a week and still do enjoy the taste of food. I am also relatively pain free.

But if my mind goes , what good is health? The upside is, of course, that if my mind goes, past a certain point, I won't even know it. :D

But then I would be a huge burden for my wife.  :( I've told her that if that happens, just put a harness on me and a leash to keep me out of trouble!
Posted by: AGelbert
« on: August 11, 2017, 01:33:30 pm »

I am super weak and can't focus my brain on anything.  I do not think I will make it down to the Total Eclipse of the SUN☼ now.

I can't think of anything I want to write for the Diner anymore.  That alone tells me I am on my way to the Great Beyond.  I have some videos in the can I am going to try to get up on YouTube.  My self-obituary is in the Drafts on the Blog.  I sent out some additional copies of my Will earlier today to Eddie & K-Dog here on the Diner plus my friend Brian in Couer d'Alene, ID and my sister in Springfield MO.

As of right now, I am going to die in one of 4 places I shuffle/limp/crawl to around my digs.  I make a little circle that goes from the Bed to the Throne in the Bathroom to my Office Chair to the Chair out on the porch where I go to smoke a Cancerette.  I never got cancer though!  :icon_sunny:  Anyhow, as I said before, this is a good place to die.  It was perfect for me these last 3 years in retirement.

I am not going to go to hospital now.  My medicaid was cut off for some unknown reason and my medicare doesn't kick in until Sep 1st.  I'm not going to have my Nest Egg for SUN☼ eaten up by the sick care industry in a stupid attempt to keep this broken meat package ticking for another day.  I don't want to live inside it anymore anyhow.

I know I have been even more insufferable than usual over the last few weeks.  The process of dying kind of irritates you.   My apologies for this.  I do wish all the Diners all the best as Collapse makes its inexorable progress forward.  I'll keep my eye on all of you from my new perch on the 50 yard line of the Great Beyond.


SEE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE

RE

Dedicated to my Friend RE.

I too am a flower quickly fading, here today and gone tomorrow, a wave tossed in the ocean. a vapor in the wind. Still, God hears me when I'm calling, and it is my prayer that He will hear you too.




Thanks AG.  Your friendship means a lot to me. 


I may still make it through this episode, and perhaps the long saga of the Diner will continue a bit longer.  We'll see. 

RE

You are welcome, bro. At any rate, neither of us is going to be around in the valley of tears much longer. So, though we have much to daily be thankfull for in this life, it is prudent to live each day as if it may be the end of this short experience and the beginning of a much better experience (see below).


       
Posted by: AGelbert
« on: August 10, 2017, 09:57:49 pm »

I am super weak and can't focus my brain on anything.  I do not think I will make it down to the Total Eclipse of the SUN☼ now.

I can't think of anything I want to write for the Diner anymore.  That alone tells me I am on my way to the Great Beyond.  I have some videos in the can I am going to try to get up on YouTube.  My self-obituary is in the Drafts on the Blog.  I sent out some additional copies of my Will earlier today to Eddie & K-Dog here on the Diner plus my friend Brian in Couer d'Alene, ID and my sister in Springfield MO.

As of right now, I am going to die in one of 4 places I shuffle/limp/crawl to around my digs.  I make a little circle that goes from the Bed to the Throne in the Bathroom to my Office Chair to the Chair out on the porch where I go to smoke a Cancerette.  I never got cancer though!     Anyhow, as I said before, this is a good place to die.  It was perfect for me these last 3 years in retirement.

I am not going to go to hospital now.  My medicaid was cut off for some unknown reason and my medicare doesn't kick in until Sep 1st.  I'm not going to have my Nest Egg for SUN☼ eaten up by the sick care industry in a stupid attempt to keep this broken meat package ticking for another day.  I don't want to live inside it anymore anyhow.

I know I have been even more insufferable than usual over the last few weeks.  The process of dying kind of irritates you.   My apologies for this.  I do wish all the Diners all the best as Collapse makes its inexorable progress forward.  I'll keep my eye on all of you from my new perch on the 50 yard line of the Great Beyond.


SEE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE

RE

Dedicated to my Friend RE.

I too am a flower quickly fading, here today and gone tomorrow, a wave tossed in the ocean. a vapor in the wind. Still, God hears me when I'm calling, and it is my prayer that He will hear you too.


Posted by: AGelbert
« on: June 30, 2017, 09:40:00 pm »

I See Dead People: Dreams and Visions of the Dying

 Dr. Christopher Kerr | TEDxBuffalo


Published on Dec 2, 2015

Dr. Christopher Kerr speaks at a 2015 TEDx event Buffalo, New York.

Dr. Christopher W. Kerr is the Chief Medical Officer at The Center for Hospice and Palliative Care, where he has worked since 1999. His background in research has evolved from bench science towards the human experience of illness as witnessed from the bedside, specifically patients’ dreams and visions at the end of life.

Although medically ignored, these near universal experiences often provide comfort and meaning as well as insight into the life led and the death anticipated.
Posted by: AGelbert
« on: May 18, 2017, 05:25:08 pm »

May God Bless you and your family and heal you of your afflictions, my friend.
Thank you very much for your sentiments.  God has already blessed me greatly.  I count well over 1000 people praying for me.  I am also blessed, for now, to have health insurance that nominally pays 80% of my costs and in actuality is cutting my costs well over 95%.   I am also blessed to live where I can get cancer treatment within daily commuting distance.  I am also very blessed to have an extremely supportive family, especially my wife.  I am also blessed to currently live in a functioning global economy where I can buy products like organic coconut oil to speed my healing. My afflictions pale in comparison.

You are most welcome.

  You are a credit to a life well lived as a servant of God.   

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