A friend with extensive medical conditions – cognitive impairment being one – recently needed to go into the hospital. Instead of a staff logging into a computer storage file – I’m sure one exists – to read patient’s medical history, an intern was sent to ask the patient about her conditions/medical history and make hand-written notes!!!!! What if the patient had forgotten to mention something critical? Or ever got tired of repeating the littany? Hospitals have excess staff to re-record the wheel!?! I won’t even get into freedom of an individual paitent’s choice. A person cannot run to his regular doctor, who is familiar with the conditions, tests, and treatment, if under the “care” of “someone” else, like a hospital, who is not familiar (maybe cz they don’t look at the medical records) with the condition or treatment, nor will take patient’s requests seriously. What can they (patients) know – esp if they’ve admitted cognitive impairment.
And then there’s the missing plane. If not for the tragedy of the passengers involved, I’d applaud its heroic snub on today’s Big Brotherish surveilance systems. How that could be done, though, IS such a mystery. Even if a couple of countries conspired to hide evidence – radar images, pictures of an explosion, wreckage, pictures of debris – (hard to conceive in this satellite age), none of the passengers texted a friend/family on the ground about one sign of something irregular, such as an unscheduled landing or a crash? All the cell phones were confiscated? Not all at once, surely. Someone could have sent one last message? I bet the UFO believers have their proof that the flight was obviously abducted by aliens.
But yet, we still have the technology to download an app so we don’t have to wait on the phone an extra minute while calling a cab and to tweet a drop into an ocean.
Until now, my pet never let me capture him on camera while he played upside down on his back. You’d think, after 24 years, I would have given up trying, but I am persistent – and was quite surprised that he didn’t instantly right himself when I approached with a potentially life-threatening device while he laid vulnerable.
When we’ve seen the same old thing enough times, we may quit being hyper alert and just relax and watch. We’ve also learned, Why Not Try the Same Thing Over Again because we’ve seen, esp when working with computers, that sometimes the results are different (contrary to the popular “definition” of insanity: trying the same thing over and over and expecting different results). Or maybe being insane has some cool rewards (in this case having a photo) with little effort even at doing something we’ve failed at before.
Maybe this is a quality writers have to have. And after 30-some years, submitting a novel for publication worked too. (Pool Party)
Deborah Tannen in You Just Don’t Understand says that men and women feel power in different ways. Men get it by feeling they have special powers and skills, that they are in a one-up position, that people get a sense they (men) are knowledgeable whether or not their listeners understand what they’re talking about, when they can manipulate people & objects, if they’re independent, and, of course, with any great manifestation of physical power. Women feel most powerful when they can help, when they effectively communicate and share their knowledge, and when their whole community is strong.
A show for me – “Twisted”. & for many. Come see how several artists have interpreted the theme. On till March 13/14. I have 2 paintings in it. The Port Moody Arts Gallery is located on Queens and St. John’s in Port Moody. Right on the 97 B line. The bus stops out front of the lovely Old City Hall building (photo)
We bodybuilding types – though I’m told bodybuilding is the wrong word now for people who just train with weights and use food to achieve muscularity and don’t incorporate steroids into the program. But, whatever you call us, to us, pounds are important. I’ve put on 4 since that photo last summer and am most distressed I can’t get rid of them. The side effects of being newly published and learning social media, I suppose. I refuse to believe it’s age. (I’m 51)
How much is a pound? i.e. How much volume/mass/space does one pound take up? My pet Blue & Gold macaw weighs a pound. Has anyone ever poo-pooed his insignificant size? Quite the contrary. One of the comments I most frequently hear reagarding his size: “Wow! Is he ever big.” So. x4? On my stomach? Not so insignificant, even minus the tail and feathers (easier to imagine if you see him fresh out of the shower). This hasn’t ruined my life. And this “logic” may not quite hold up because, I imagine myself next to 118 macaws. I suspect such a flock would out-mass me even if both sides of the scale balanced.
I’ll keep painting, writing, lifting, and rowning and steer very clear of the sciences
no teeth? brush anyway