February 2007


Better late than never, I s’pose. The lack of UTube is really putting a cramp regarding research and news access.

Jimmy Kimmel interviewed Rebecca Romjin, an actress who plays a trans character on Ugly Betty. Alas, I couldn’t see the blazing display of bigotry and jokes that I’m told fell relatively flat regarding trans people myself, but I was assured that it’s par for the course when dealing with his humor.

Between Kimmel pointing at the pictures of trans people and the reference to someone going after them with an ax, I’m afraid I wouldn’t find his show funny. I don’t find that shit funny reading it, let alone watching it.

I’d like to think Romjin gave him what-for, but from what I read it was either a half-hearted effort or she wasn’t prepared. Who knows, I’ll give her the benefit of the doubt as UTube continues to be an ass. The stop and jerk motion and the skippage has yet to abate, but one of these days….

Anyway, back to Mah Main Man Kimmel.

He’ll be getting a letter from me. I can’t decide if I want it to be a personalized neon blue handprint in the shape of the gesture often mistaken by non natives when they go to N.Y as “Hello!” (Known to the common man as Flippin’ the Bird) or a letter with actual content expressing my displeasure. Probably the latter, although the former is really, really appealing. Maybe I’ll splurge and do both.

Why a letter and not an email? Because you don’t have to read emails, you can take a look at the subject line and delete ‘em, or they might get caught in the junk bin. But with a letter, I figure someone at least has to open the thing.

Here’s his address, courtesy of Faith in the comments section found from the blog Shakespeare’s Sister if you’d like to write a letter about the show yourself.

Jimmy Kimmel Live, 12:05 AM Productions, LLC, 6834 Hollywood Blvd., 6th Floor Hollywood, CA 90028

In other news, my mouth hurts from the dentist and I can’t stop drooling, it’s irritating. They also instructed me not to spit. What kind of new torture is this? It’s not enough to leave a gaping hole and to numb my lips so I can’t talk, they have to refuse to let me get rid of the resultant blood and saliva as well. Gah. On the upside, the front tooth is filled. They did a wonderful job on that, too.

If anyone needs a fairly cheap dentist and you live on the ny/pa border, try Dr. B-, found in the phonebook (only one with a B at the b’ginning of the name) who has his office in Waverly, N.Y. His number’s in the phonebook. Only $109 to get a tooth pulled, and that’s including the x-ray. He also accepts medicare/medicaid and various other insurance policies to the best of my knowlege (I asked, even though I don’t have insurance. I figured it was useful info to have.)

And he gives you as much novocain as you want!

Edited to add;

People, always be clear with your dentist. And in the event that you believe you’ve been sparklingly clear, clear as crystal, clear as a pane o’ high-grade glass, draw your dentist a little picture of which tooth you want out, complete with frowning cavities and happy little drills and polishers.

Because, my friends, denstists may get confused too.

Let me tell you a little story, still in the making. Actually, no. Just let me whine for a few minutes, kay? Thanx.

You’re a peach.

Was poking’ around in my mouth last night when I was laying in bed trying to amuse myself till the sandman paid me a visit, and lo and behold, what did I come across?
The tooth that the dentist was instructed to pull!

Let me tell you, The Worm was not pleased. Lil backround info.’

Had double impactions of all my wisdom teeth. Means I needed 8 teeth pulled. I’ve managed to get most of them taken care of when they get really bad, and yesterday I was planning to get the jump on another ‘lil asshat of a tooth before it finished caving in and givin’ me a permanent infection my jaw I can’t get rid of myself, like the last sorry fucker did.

Long story short, dentist pulled the tooth without the hole in it. Still a bad tooth, but not the problem tooth.

Mr. Dentist also had his secretary call back a moment ago, he claims there isn’t a tooth with a hole and that I said to pull the wisdom tooth way back when I made the appointment. Either Mr. Dentist has worse eyesight than mine, (in which case he needs to retire from that particular profession) or Mr. Dentist is trying to cover his ass. S’pecially considering I can see the damn hole myself. When I can see it and he says it doesn’t exist, there’s a fucking problem.

Yep, just checked. Still there.

So, in conclusion if you do go to that guy cuz he’s cheap, make sure you check your mouth before you leave. He’s still rather good at fillings, though, I’ll give him that.

Annnnd I forgot to mention he won’t fix his mistake unless I pay for it. So I’ve got an appointment in late may, which is the soonest I can get hold of the money. Fuck. Worst part is now my jaw hurts, and I think the problem just upped itself, cuz it ain’t the same pain as having a tooth pulled. Been fighting against infection for the last year, and well, just fuck, really. Back to peroxide and getting antibiotics off friends.

I wandered over to Stealthbadger.net from Belledame’s Fetch Me My Ax. Stealthbadger’s post and both comment sections look to be interesting. I’d like to expand on some ideas the comment below have given me, but it’ll take me a few days as I’m busy tomorrow and have a dentist’s appointment the day after. (Yes! Go appointment! I’m the only one I know who appreciates the dentist besides my mother.) So if anyone reads this, this might be a topic you’d be interested in.

stardust Says:
February 14th, 2006 at 3:46 Gravatar

“What is truth? Is truth unchanging law? We both have truths–are mine the same as yours?”–JCSS

I did have to stretch my mind over some old scar-tissue to get there, but I do see and agree with your points.

Now, some commentary:

The concept of tribe is an effective way to form a cohesive group. I find it interesting that there is a biological basis for this. Extending the idea further, I’ve been wondering whether it’s actually possible to be accepted by your group of choice simply by “making the attempt”. Sure, you can embrace ideologies, symbols, etc, and with time, you may come to be accepted in a provisional manner. But are you truly “of the tribe”? From what I have observed, the answer is, no. Unless you were born to it, or one of the core originators (or you’ve outlived the memory of those original creators) you’ll never be truly “of the body”.

There is an exception to this: the individual who seems so compatible at a core level that the group can’t help but embrace him as a lost cousin. Someone like this affirms the group philosophy and amps up the warm fuzzies associated with investment in a particular belief. These are scary people: the more of them in an organization, the easier it is for the group mind to stop functioning from a position of reason and truth-seeking and opt instead for faith-based rhetoric.

The trouble is, focusing on reality based truth is often a lonely, comfortless endeavor that doesn’t lend itself well to the concept of tribal unity. Even when habitual, the effort and energy expended in keeping one’s mind sharp and open enough to really see various points of view and distill essential truth from them is exhausting. Without others to interact with, how do you know your truth is more than subjective? What markers are there, to invest in? Given that the markers will most often come from your tribal association, are there really inviolate truths?
A reason-based tribe needs to be extra vigilant, if it is to avoid the usual traps of group-mind-think.

Link to “Our Tribe”

Link to comments on Belledame’s blog

I’m aware that teachers have large problems from parents who want to shield their child from things in public schools. This is not possible, and the parents need to be made aware of this fact. It is a teacher’s job to teach, not to censor, and parents need to be reminded of this line that they keep crossing, then they need to be booted to their rightful side of the line. It is a sad state of affairs when parents expect others to censor children.

It would be better for the child’s mind if things were explained, not hidden away. By all means, wait a bit if you feel your child isn’t ready to handle such information and explain that to the teachers, but don’t expect others to enforce your wishes for your child on all the other children. It shouldn’t be done. And don’t think that first and second graders, as well as third and fourth aren’t discussing the exact same ‘taboo’ words and ideas amongst themselves. Don’t lie to yourself, it’s a bad habit to get into.

The Higher Power Of Lucky by Susan Patron

Link New York Times Article

The Newberry award winner above has been deemed not fit for children by some parents, librarians and general busybodies. (The first two may also be the latter, but not, y’know, necessarily.)

Because the book contained the word ‘Scrotum.’

In reference to a, get this, dog.

Quit chuckling, I’m serious.

(As an aside, you know what’s amusing? I live in the middle of nowhere, where ‘Focus on the Family is played in restaurants and there’s a church on every corner. Hell, I can see two from my windows, one in front of me and one in back of me. And yet, the parents and people I’ve talked with didn’t give a damn that the word scrotum was in the book. They cared more about why the dog was bit than the word itself. Might be because mainly we’re a farming and hunting community, though. I’ve an interesting little tidbit about such a thing I’ll share at the bottom of the page, but not before.)

Reached at her home in Los Angeles, Ms. Patron said she was stunned by the objections. The story of the rattlesnake bite, she said, was based on a true incident involving a friend’s dog.

And one of the themes of the book is that Lucky is preparing herself to be a grown-up, Ms. Patron said. Learning about language and body parts, then, is very important to her.

“The word is just so delicious,” Ms. Patron said. “The sound of the word to Lucky is so evocative. It’s one of those words that’s so interesting because of the sound of the word.”

Emphasis mine.

The author said one of the themes is that the main character, Lucky, is preparing to be a grown-up. To prepare for something normally involves study. I hope we all agree on this? To study is to learn. To learn is to try and understand new things. I’m not seeing a contradiction here. In fact, the use of the word scrotum is downright appropriate, especially since grown-ups should know what parts of the body are called.

Children are interested in new things. New sounds, new sights, new smells, new sensations. If you hide something, especially a word, they will be much more interested in it than if it was explained in an honest fashion, because they don’t see/hear/smell it often, if at all.

I read. A lot. I read a lot as a child, and I read as much now as I did then. As an example, I read and finished Stephen King’s ‘IT’ when I was ten. I might’ve been younger, I base my age around there because the roof fell in when I was ten, and I read it before that happened. Either way, that book and many others like it was taken to my elementary school and read in public, in full view of the teachers and my peers.

And you know what? They didn’t care. When my peers wanted to know what something meant and were too afraid to ask a teacher, they asked me. And I made damn sure I had the correct meaning of a word before I gave them an answer, and I’d never gotten a complaint from a child or an adult about it.

(Kicker is, they still do this with words, kids and now adults as well. Do I have a sign on my forehead saying ‘Bookworm’ or something?)
It wasn’t the most progressive school around, but looking back, it’s a damn site better than what I’m seeing in schools now.

I remember reading in “IT”, as a child, when the main characters had sex towards the end of the book, and it was considered an adult act, which is why they did it and also how they got out of the tunnel systems as kids in Derry and away from the killer clown.

That’s the part out of all the books I’ve read that impressed upon me that sex is for adults, and that there is a difference between sex and experimentation. Both of which happened at the same time in the same part of the book.

You’d think it would’ve been the sex ed class at school in fourth grade, or the little red book my mother sat down and read to me, in the driest voice possible, that impressed upon me that particular bit of knowledge. But no, it was a page or five in an old best seller that’s sold at discount racks across America.

Which is a reason I consider someone’s understanding of a book to be a very personal thing, and why books shouldn’t be censored or banned. That a word is considered impolite for a child to read or hear due to societal messages about propriety or religious expectations is ridiculous. A child will take something at face value because it is a new thing, and they have not seen/heard it before and/or they don’t know what it means. They will question it, and they will learn. Learning, contrary to what seems to be popular opinion, is not a bad thing.

If a word is considered bad, like an insult, explain to them why it is insulting. Don’t say “This is bad…Why?…because I said so.”

Children have great bullshit detectors. Those narrowed eyed, considering looks they give people? That’s their bullshit meter going off, sounding the alarm.

Won’t someone think of the children?

Quite. I’m happy to think of the children, especially the ones who have the joy of reading. Which is why I’d rather the book be kept in school libraries.

“I think it’s a good case of an author not realizing her audience,” said Frederick Muller, a librarian at Halsted Middle School in Newton, N.J. “If I were a third- or fourth-grade teacher, I wouldn’t want to have to explain that.”

Andrea Koch, the librarian at French Road Elementary School in Brighton, N.Y., said she anticipated angry calls from parents if she ordered it. “I don’t think our teachers, or myself, want to do that vocabulary lesson,” she said in an interview. One librarian who responded to Ms. Nilsson’s posting on LM_Net said only: “Sad to say, I didn’t order it for either of my schools, based on ‘the word.’ ”

Something I noticed about the comments in the N.Y. Times article. It doesn’t seem to be the word per-se that’s bothering the adults. They already know what it means. It’s that they would have to answer a question about a word that they don’t like from a child that makes them uncomfortable.

To those who find it offensive and a burden to answer a child’s honest question because they don’t like a word;

How dare you.

You are a teacher, possibly a parent. Answering the questions of children is your job. And you! The librarian! It’s your job to provide books, not take them away! All those things require work, which some people seem awfully anxious to get out of. Making up words like ‘hoohaa’ to replace vagina and ‘weewee’ to replace penis is how people got into this blasted language problem, and now you are digging the hole deeper, by not even allowing a word substitution. And don’t think I didn’t notice that you weren’t willing to say ‘Scrotum’ you anonymous librarian, you. “The word.” indeed. Not that I agree with substitutions, but really. At the very least allow the book and direct the kid to someone who will answer, or a dictionary if you find it oh so offensive. No one said you had to read the book.

Nor do you get to choose “When” the question will be asked. Children are not mindless automatons who can be programmed to only respond in certain ways at certain times. (Though lord knows some adults try)

Since they are old enough to understand a word’s function and purpose, tell them. Especially since half the children’s population already have a scrotum, and the other half of the population will be asking what it is when they spot it if they don’t already know what it’s called.

It’s not like kids don’t examine each other and won’t find it.

You need to quit trying to sweep that under the rug as well. Shove them back to the dark ages, why don’t you.

The word “scrotum” does not often appear in polite conversation. Or children’s literature, for that matter.
-Julie Bosman, N.Y. Times

Books are not polite conversation. Books are personal things, and will be interpreted by individuals differently.

The understanding of a book is a personal thing.

The word ’scrotum’ can be considered ‘polite’ for polite conversation. Why? Because it is the name of a part of the human body. There’s nothing dirty about it, unless the person having one is rolling around in the mud and needs a bath.

No different from your legs, arms, nose or mouth. And it isn’t a ‘dirty’ euphemism (often used to insult someone) for a part of the body either, like cunt or asshole. Don’t go pretending they’re in the same league, that’s disingenuous.

I’ve a bone to pick with ‘polite conversation.’ Polite conversation isn’t reality. Polite conversation is a buffer from reality, an easer of actions between conversing people so they can tolerate one another in day-to-day life. If one is going to ask a question, they can at least be specific and honest.

I dislike it immensely when people are purposefully vague. Either one wants to squash clear communication or one does not; but dancing around the bush and using ‘polite conversation.’ as an excuse shouldn’t be tolerated.

It’s one of the reasons I prefer to converse with kids, they often don’t hide behind society’s idea of ‘polite conversation.’

Here’s my version of polite conversation.

It’s supposed to be honest, yet tactful. Has no need to be noisy and that the adult using it tries to extend to others a degree of privacy should the recipient choose not to discuss something.

Simple, yet I find it affective.

(I’m excluding children in the privacy bit because they have different ideas of privacy, I think. At least, I did when I was younger. I’m afraid my ideas are a bit different now, based on reactions from other people.)

Oh yes, I’d almost forgotten. The biting of the dog’s scrotum by a snake. that’s the part of the book that makes me uncomfortable. The biting. I feel bad for the snake, because I, too, was in such a position once.

My brother apparently thought he was playing with me, I disagreed. (I’d like to preface this by saying we were both very young, not yet school age. In other words, don’t blame me.) I had asthma and breathing problems when I was younger, and the little shit was bouncing on my chest and I couldn’t shove him off. Felt like I was suffocating, and I hate that feeling.

So I bit him to remove the problem. Yes, there. I later learnt our parents had to get some sort of cream for the injury. Needless to say, I became acquainted with dad’s belt. Lesson learnt, I suppose, considering I could’ve bitten it off. But in my defense I didn’t know where I was biting, couldn’t exactly aim.

That’s the only thing about the book that would have bothered me as a child, and it’s the only thing that bothers me now. And the feeling doesn’t come from the idea of scrotum being a ‘dirty’ word, it’s through my own personal experience with genitals, biting and the punishments met out for it.

Monthly Music Mart!

Free songs! Legally! Share the wealth!

The artist’s talent featured today is Lemon Demon!

Link: Lemon Demon Official Site

You can purchase their CD’s here and download some free songs as well. He’s wholesomely funny.

Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny Lyrics

Old Godzilla was hopping around
Tokyo City like a big playground
when suddenly Batman burst from the shade
and hit Godzilla with a Batgrenade
Godzilla got pissed and began to attack
but didn’t expect to be blocked by Shaq
who proceeded to open up a can of Shaq Fu
when Aaron Carter came out of the blue

and he started beating up Shaquille O’Neal
then they both got flattened by the Batmobile but before it could make it back to the Batcave
Abraham Lincoln popped out of his grave
and took an AK47 out from under his hat
and blew Batman away with a rat-a-tat-tat
but he ran out of bullets and he ran away
because Optimus Prime came to save the day

this is the Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny
good guys, bad guys, and explosions as far as the eye can see
and only one will survive, I wonder who it will be
this is the Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny

Godzilla took a bite out of Optimus Prime
like Scruff McGruff took a bite out of crime
and then Shaq came back covered in a tire track
but Jackie Chan jumped out and landed on his back
and Batman was injured, and trying to get steady
when Abraham Lincoln came back with a machete
but suddenly something caught his leg and he tripped
Indiana Jones took him out with his whip

then he saw Godzilla sneaking up from behind
and he reached for his gun which he just couldn’t find
’cause Batman stole it and he shot and he missed
and Jackie Chan deflected it with his fist
then he jumped in the air and did a summersault
while Abraham Lincoln tried to pole vault
onto Optimus Prime, but they collided in the air
then they both got hit by a Care Bear Stare, oooh

this is the Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny
good guys, bad guys, and explosions as far as the eye can see
and only one will survive, I wonder who it will be
this is the Ultimate Showdown…

angels sang out in immaculate chorus
down from the heavens descended Chuck Norris
who delivered a kick which could shatter bones
into the crotch of Indiana Jones
who fell over on the ground, writhing in pain
as Batman changed back into Bruce Wayne
but Chuck saw through his clever disguise
and he crushed Batman’s head in between his thighs

then Gandalf the Grey and Gandalf the White and
“Monty Python and the Holy Grail”’s Black Knight and
Benito Mussolini and The Blue Meanie and
Cowboy Curtis and Jambi the Genie
Robocop, the Terminator, Captain Kirk, and Darth Vader
Lo Pan, Superman, every single Power Ranger
Bill S. Preston and Theodore Logan,
Spock, The Rock, Doc Ock, and Hulk Hogan
all came out of no where lightning fast
and they kicked Chuck Norris in his cowboy ass
it was the bloodiest battle the world ever saw
with civilians looking on total awe

and the fight raged on for a century
many lives were claimed, but eventually
the champion stood, the rest saw their better:
Mr. Rogers in a bloodstained sweater

this is the Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny
good guys, bad guys, and explosions as far as the eye can see
and only one will survive, I wonder who it will be
this is the Ultimate Showdown…
this is the Ultimate Showdown…
this is the Ultimate Showdown…
of Ultimate Destiny

Direct links to one of my favorite songs by Lemon Demon below.

Link: Mp3 The Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny

Second song down.

Link: Flash Animation of The Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny

Click the Cartoon Mini Picture of Batman to Your Right

Lemon Demon has also produced such classics as;

Ode To Crayola
Kitten Is Angry
Ebaum’s World Dot Com
Stick Stickly
White Bread Boyfriend

and

When Robots Attack

Which brings me to something that for me is a definite deviation from the my norm. I don’t watch much Television as I quite wayyyyy back when I was about eleven because I found it boring. There was a brief infatuation with the shows ‘Titus’ and ‘Young Americans’ for a month or two when I was in high school, but other than that my television watching happens when someone else’s tv is on and I’m walking by it. Also, I don’t own one anymore, I gave it to a friend of mine for his birthday. Never doing that again, he left it on for a month and it killed it. I do take the time to examine television periodically for content, but it’s riddled with negative stereotyping, so I don’t watch it. That and I still find it boring. Although I did like the Discovery Channel and National Geographic.

Anywayyyyyyy.

A friend of mine told me there was a Transformer’s movie playing in theaters July 4, 2007 and had me watch clips on his pc, and well, it does look awesome, so with luck I’ll be going to the theatre. It reminded me of the song ‘When Robots Attack.’

Link The Transformer’s Movie

Hmmmz. Well, after some searching it appears that Transformers are supposed to be sexless. If that’s so, why don’t any of them have ‘female’ attributes, or ‘mixed’ attributes? I suppose they might in the movie, the clips I saw were awfully close-mouthed about it. We’ll see.

Octopoda

Or

My Favorite Eight Armed Foodstuff.

I’ve come across a troubling practice. It involves eating calamari, or rather, the way in which it’s killed. I was aware they could be taught to open jars, and some have been found to use simple tools, but for some reason it didn’t occur to me that they’re killed for food in an inhumane way and also used in live dissections.

(In a way it reminds me of lobster. Why would you throw a living animal in a pot of boiling water? That’s cruel. Makes me wonder what the hell people are thinking.)

Link: Here, a way to kill lobster as humanely as possible

I disagree, very strongly, about killing an animal in an inhumane way or dissecting an animal while it’s alive, wether it can be deemed intelligent by human standards or no. An animal doesn’t need to be able to open a jar to have the sensations of needless stress, fear or pain. On the off-chance that something new can be learned through live dissection, anesthesia should be used. But I’m having a bit of trouble imagining that such a scenario would be warranted.

—On the chance that vegans or other like-minded souls are reading this, I’d like to clear up a possible question. I don’t find eating intelligent animals to be morally abhorrent. That includes eating cats and dogs. I don’t mind the concept, although I wouldn’t go chasing after someone’s pet when the local grocers have a plethora of meat available at much less work for moi. Would be rude to the pet’s owners and a violation of the animal’s trust.)

This verdict includes humans if such circumstances should ever arise. (Although I really hope they never do. Such a dire situation is not appealing. Think Trapped In Frozen Tundra or some such. Or possibly as a type of after-death ritual for a spiritual belief system. Although for myself I don’t care what happens to my body after death. Bury it, burn it, eat it; I don’t care. Wait, wait, I do care a little. I’d rather my body not be mocked.

(Just occurred to me; do you think I’d be able to sell my dead body to someone before I die, and collect payment? I know you can legally sell human remains (like bones) if freely given on Ebay, and you’re allowed to sell space on your living body to companies for a period of time, so I wonder. Perhaps it could be sort of like an I.O.U.?)

I look at it this way. To the best of my knowledge I’m supposed to be omnivorous. At least, that’s what my teeth suggest. Meat tastes good, therefore I’ll eat it. As long as one isn’t choosing to dine on humanity before other animals, I don’t care what people eat, though I find some things certainly taste better than others. And the reason I’d rather not have people hunting each other for food is due to a healthy survival instinct, not because humans are a ‘higher life form’.
I’d rather not be hunted by my own species, thank you very much.

It’s how the meal is acquired that I’m concerned with, rather than what the meal is.

Now, onto other cephalopod articles! Octopus are So Cute. Some old, some new, whatever I found interesting.

Eight Armed Hitchhikers?

I don’t doubt it.

Link: Intelligence / Personality

Is personality a sign of intelligence?

Link: Video of an Octopus Feeding

Wish I could see the video. Stupid crap computer.

I went to the job agency for the 20 min. interview and gave them my paperwork to copy. The job agency that came so recommended, got gold stars from virtually all the people I know. The agency that fits the job to the person. That job agency.

They told me I was unemployable.

What the flying fuck.

Then the guy I talked to spent the next half hour instructing me to go to the welfare office and file for soc. sec. My right eye isn’t that bad, filing won’t work. What am I supposed to do?

I thought he was supposed to hook me up with a job?!! I can’t live on welfare, it’s not enough! $200 dollars a month won’t even rent a one room apartment!

Points of view I found both interesting and enlightening that I hope you’ll take the time to gander at. Some of ‘em aren’t new time-wise, but they’re new to me. You’ll find “Killing The Buddha” linked to your right, stories seem to be both honest and well written, a rare find these days (So sayeth I! Har har har…) and have the need to be read. Go on, shoo! Get crackin’! I also humbly suggest that if you do visit Killing The Buddha, you read why the site is named as such.

I Was A Zen Drop-out


“When a teacher of Buddhism ditches her practice for motherhood, the real enlightenment begins.”

By Laura Hawes, whose dry humor I think I love.

The Prime Directive


“This Halloween, how about wearing a truly monstrous costume?”

In the retelling of his experiences the author reminds us of the chilling run-of-the-mill blatant disregard for humanity so often evident in our society.

“Prime Directive” is an excerpt from “A Good War is Hard to Find.” by David Griffith. It’s going on my booklist, oh yes.


Drawing Religious Battle Lines by Ed Brayton

A single sentence from the intro to his post below;


“I remarked that it’s always difficult for me to strike a balance in my writing in terms of justifiably criticizing the Christian right while not sounding as though I am generally anti-Christian (which I’m not).”

I haven’t gotten to read the comments yet as they’re lengthly, but his post is quite good.

Knowing Basic Science Is Important In Medicine

Why Knowing Basic Science Is Important In Medicine by Mike Dunford at his blog ‘The Questionable Authority.’

I saw this as good news, but then a little asshat down at the bottom sorta rained on my parade with his thoughts on preemies and disability. We’ll see if he responds, but I won’t hold my breath. (pun not intended)

I used to fill out applications like I was taught, with honest information. Mention possible problems before you’re hired.

You see, originally I thought this was good form, that an employer would be better able to place me if they knew where my strengths lie and what my weaknesses were. No one got back to me with the honest applications, but I refused to give up my own ethical standards.

So I sent out more applications, and instead of waiting for them to call me, I called them. Most of those agreed to interview me. Of those at least three fourths started the interview with a half smile gracing their conciliatory expressions before I even sit down in the proffered chairs.

“I don’t think you’re what we’re looking for.”

….

“We’ll keep your application on file, just in case.”

Smile, nod, put on a good face. You know the drill. Make sure you come off as pleasant and earnest as possible just in case they’re forced to the bottom of the barrel and have to call you back because of a desperate situation.

I’ve worked in dairy farming as cheap labor.

I’ve run an antique store for twenty dollars a day, less than a buck fifty an hour.

I’ve been a teacher when I was supposed to be a student for no pay. That includes grading tests, making schedule and passing/failing students. Although that was more so my classmates wouldn’t fail, as the ‘permanent’ sub wasn’t a mechanic.

I wanted a job that wasn’t under the table.

I could do this.

I was hired at a fast food chain. Wendy’s, (You know, that Dave Thomas guy) lauded their stance on equal opportunities. I worked one night. They seemed friendly, helpful, very patient. They mentioned I would probably be working closing. After my shift was complete, register closed, swept mopped and everything in its place, they told me to call the next day after the schedules were put up to see when I would start.


“Breakfast/Lunch/Dinner rush, try back later, thanks.”

“I can’t find your schedules, you’ll have to talk to the manager.”

“The manager is busy, could you call back later?”

“I’m sorry, the day manager must have your schedule, try again tomorrow at two.”

“I’m sorry, the night manager must have your schedule, yadda yadda yadda, try again.”

I called them for a week and a half every day, sometimes twice a day.

Eventually I took my family and friend’s advice. I lied by omission on my applications. Yes Ma’am, No Sir, of course, no problems that I know of, pay no attention to that man behind the curtain.

I appeased my conscience by telling myself it was only a small problem, this vision of mine. I could work around it, certainly. They’d never need to know.

I started getting more interviews, but I never seemed to be quite what employers were looking for. They were looking for experience, (of course) they wanted someone with a car, or perhaps a type of social grace that I lacked. Well, to be fair I’m not the most socially ept of people.

I wore nicer clothes, I included everything that I had any experience with whatsoever on my resume, I mentioned that I was getting my permit and already had a car.

I got hired at a Dandy Mini Mart. Roughly three miles there and three miles back, in January with an abundance of snow, on a bicycle with bad breaks.

Joy!

Ecstasy!!

Jubilation!!!

After my two week trial run, I went to pick up my paycheck. I was never late, and always at least ten minutes early. At last, a job I could do! Sure, I was mite slow on the registers, But I was sure time would help, the manager and her other cashiers told me so. And putting away stock was made difficult due to the food labels’ similarity (drinks specifically) but there was an order I could learn, I was sure of it.

When she handed me my paycheck, she told me Dandy was under new management and that they decided they didn’t need help after all, that the first one hired was the first one ‘fired.’ That she was sorry and that I could use her as a reference on other applications.

“…and do you have a vision problem? I’m just asking because I noticed something wrong the first day and moved you to the register with larger keys…”

The register had larger keys? I was a bit dumbfounded. I nodded.

“…I thought so.”

She then wished me luck and I was left biking home.

I went to the store a few weeks later, they had a new cashier/stock/food prep person. And I asked a few aquaintances of mine who worked at different Dandys in the surrounding area if there was a change in management. They all said no, not to their knowlege. I didn’t find out till that summer that I couldn’t get a drivers license, which was what I was counting on.

I was tired of the bike then, I knew how it looked to employers. Why is an adult biking to a job interview? Don’t they have transportation, aren’t they dependable? Did they get their license suspended because of drunk driving?

I argued with the guy giving the vision exam at the DMV, told him his machine was broke. He fiddled with the machine, I tried again. My mother, who took me to take the test, looked in and said it was working fine. I tried again, failed, was incredibly upset. He asked if I was legally blind, I said no, maybe I just need new glasses. He gave me the permit on the condition that I retake the vision test when I came back for my license. I never went back, my glasses were new. And there wasn’t a damn picture in that machine.

I’ve had jobs at other places, make no mistake. Not many, but a few. You can’t refuse to do something on a job, and if you can’t do it even when you try, they either fire you or find a ‘polite’ way of letting you go. The only over-the-table job that I didn’t have vision problems at gave me an ultimatum when I had to take a sick day. I was a housekeeper then for the Best Western. Sixteen rooms each with a full bath in 8 hours, I was rather proud of myself at the time. My boss told me I could either come in to work that day (Which was pretty neigh impossible) or I could count on not having a job. So I had to tell her I quit. Better than being fired, I thought. Keep some of my dignity. The boss, ironically enough, was fired shortly after for some…unsavory reasons. Small consolation, but I’ll take what I can get.

H.A.L.

Why can’t you change colors on a webpage that you view? Or darken/lighten them to contrast better with the font? I know the color bits in my pc are a bit messed up. (I’m not sure what I did, I was trying to get more of a contrast a few months ago and somehow I made everything a little, well, off and I’ve tried using system restore to get the old color scheme back, that doesn’t help.) The scheme now isn’t much different than it was before, it’s just a shade darker overall.

What is it with sites that insist on having backround color and font color almost identical? And I know they want to personalize their page, but stop with the full posts in weird script already. You want people to read your blog/website? Great! Make it accessible then. If I wanted bad cursive or oddly shaped letters that don’t look like any language I recognize, I’d peruse my sister’s notebooks. And those flashing neon graphics? Not cool. Stardestroyer.net’s homepage isn’t good with color, (as an example) can’t view the lists at all and some of it won’t highlight. They have great discussions, they really do, but those topic lists are a right pain in the ass.

Nifty tricks; If you can’t read something because of the colors, highlight the page. The dark blue/black contrasts great with the white font. Oh! And if you’re on Firefox, Ctrl + enlarges font nicely. Not like the crappy Yahoo font enlarger, which only goes one size up and doesn’t do any good. I think they call the size “Large.” Pretty useless, having a font size called ‘large.’ It does what, move it one size up? And it doesn’t even work on all the pages, it just works for their damn search engine. S’why I can’t stand Yahoo.

Friend of mine (We’ll call him T) had me download the free version of HAL about six months ago, and I’ve been meaning to review it. HAL is an A.I. that’s supposed to obey audio commands for opening and closing other programs (which I don’t use) and read the printed word aloud (which I’d like very much, highlighting whole threads gets tedious.) Unfortunately after trying the program out for about two weeks, I’m pretty sure the one you pay for works better. The version I downloaded did read the page, but it’s pronunciation left something to be desired. Now, the program was supposed to learn to speak through you, by copying your voice commands in the tutorial section. That part didn’t seem to do a damn bit of good. If you thought it was pronouncing a certain word wrong, you’d go to it’s memory and retype the word, and then on the bottom there’d be a bar where you type phonetically. Either that part of the program wasn’t well done or my version was incredibly screwy, because it never, ever changed any of the pronunciations for the words that I typed in. So when it read pages, it would screw up words, and my brain would take the word and move the stress points into the correct form while the rest of the sentence was lost on me. Yea, some of those pronunciations were that bad.

I’ve heard worse from speaking programs, but overall it got to be incredibly annoying especially on the words with multiple vowels. Also, it would speak at inoppertune moments when it wasn’t needed, or when it misheard the command. For instance, if you asked it to bring up, say, windows media player, half the time it would mishear and bring up the calculator. Actually, it brought up the calculator an awful lot. And when I left the calculator up and tried again (thinking that it wouldn’t be able to bring up another since there was already one on my screen) it still continued to bring up loads of calculators, and each one had to be exited separately. So I said fuck it and deleted it. Again, I’d rather try the paid version of Hal, as I’ve got a suspicion that it’s much better equipped. I s’pose there’s really no such thing as a free lunch. On the upside, it could handle more than one user’s speech distinctions, although you have to fight with its version of clear speech and proper enunciation.

But then, on the other paw, if I’m going to be paying for an audio page reader I might as well look for something that has a definite high rating so at least I know it works.

Amblyopia


Causes of Amblyopia
Both eyes must receive clear images during the critical period. Anything that interferes with clear vision in either eye during the critical period (birth to 6 years of age) can result in amblyopia (a reduction in vision not corrected by glasses or elimination of an eye turn).

The most common causes of amblyopia are constant strabismus (constant turn of one eye), anisometropia (different vision/prescriptions in each eye), and/or blockage of an eye due to trauma, lid droop, etc. If one eye sees clearly and the other sees a blur, the good eye and brain will inhibit (block, suppress, ignore) the eye with the blur. Thus, amblyopia is a neurologically active process. The inhibition process (suppression) can result in a permanent decrease in the vision in that eye that can not be corrected with glasses, lenses, or lasik surgery.

Excuse me, what the hell? Not corrected by glasses? Explains quite a bit. The eye doctors at the hospital had my medical records, and surely my parents informed them of the hemangioma blockage. And if they didn’t, I know I did. I tell every single vision specialist that I see when I go to get a new prescription so I can get adequate care. When I was younger they told my parents my eye would even out with glasses, that it would eventually settle down. For heavens’ sake, I had bifocals in second grade! Bottle glasses that slid down my nose from the weight. They were exchanged the next year for stronger lenses overall. Besides, in retrospect they were hideous. I blame 80’s fashion sense.


Diagnosis of Amblyopia
Since amblyopia usually occurs in one eye only, many parents and children may be unaware of the condition. Far too many parents fail to take their infants and toddlers in for an early comprehensive vision examination and many children go undiagnosed until they have their eyes examined at the eye doctor’s office at a later age.

I was examined, but only with the 20/20 tests. Don’t go blaming it all on the parents.


The most important diagnostic tools are the special visual acuity tests other than the standard 20/20 letter charts currently used by schools, pediatricians and eye doctors. Examination with cycloplegic drops can be necessary to detect this condition in the young.

You could at least tell me what the tests are called, so I can take them and see if it’s the problem or not! Certainly fits the description. At any rate, those drops sound expensive.


Treatment of Amblyopia
Amblyopia can be successfully treated up to the age of 17.

Well gee, bit late for that, isn’t it. (sarcasm)


See a report on the latest research at National Institutes of Health — National Eye Institute. Early treatment is usually simple, employing glasses, drops, vision therapy and/or patching. Detection and correction before the age of two offers the best chance for a cure.
According to current research, amblyopia can not be cured — normal 20/20 stereo vision — without early detection and treatment. However, treatment for older children and adults is usually successful in improving vision and should be attempted. Treatment of amblyopia after the age of 17 is not dependent upon age but requires more effort including vision therapy. Every amblyopic patient deserves an attempt at treatment.

I’ve had glasses for almost two decades. Hasn’t done much good in correcting my vision. The right eye doesn’t seem to be getting worse, but the left one’s progress resembles While E. Coyote jumping after the bird. Just keeps droppin.’ Patches were suggested when I was younger because apparently I sometimes sleep with my eyes open. The ‘rents weren’t in favor of patches, lord knows why, so haven’t tried ‘em. I must admit to being curious about the drops, though. I’ve never heard of drops making one’s vision better. Is this a new technique?


Strabismus is responsive to treatments at all ages. Therefore, as explained earlier, it is important to make careful distinction between amblyopia and strabismus.

While no recent scientific studies have been done on treatment of amblyopia after the age of 17, the optometrists in our network collectively report decades of clinical success with adult amblyopia. [This editor hopes for an NEI study on adult amblyopia and neuroplasticity].

If they lived around me, I’d volunteer for the study provided it’s free. Spend too much on glasses to be able to pay to participate in a study as well. I mean, come on. ‘Bout a $150 bucks for contact lenses? One doctor said $200, but I figured he was trying to dupe me out of cash, so I went to another. Bit pricey. Nothing like a doctor telling you your prescription is too strong and they don’t carry it, could you wait a few months? (In all fairness my glasses usually comes in about a month, month and a half later)


To quote one of our members, Dr. Leonard J. Press, FAAO, FCOVD: “It’s been proven that a motivated adult with strabismus and/or amblyopia who works diligently at vision therapy can obtain meaningful improvement in visual function. As my patients are fond of saying: “I’m not looking for perfection; I’m looking for you to help me make it better”. It’s important that eye doctors don’t make sweeping value judgments for patients. Rather than saying “nothing can be done”, the proper advice would be: “You won’t have as much improvement as you would have had at a younger age; but I’ll refer you to a vision specialist who can help you if you’re motivated.”

So, if I just try hard enough it’ll improve. Funny, that.


In conclusion, improvements are possible at any age, but early detection and treatment offer the best outcome. If not detected and treated early in life, amblyopia can cause a permanent loss of vision with associated loss of stereopsis (two eyed depth perception). Better vision screenings are needed for young children. The 20/20 eye chart screening is not adequate.

Big surprise on permanent vision loss. Not. All I’ve had is the 20/20 eye exam, which is how I’ve been getting my glasses. (cept that time I accidentally scratched the lense in my right eye and they used drops to see how bad it was, that hurt. I was leaning over to grab something, depth perception problems. Rammed my eye but good) Which would explain why even with glasses, if I close my right eye, my vision gets worse, even though brand new lenses are supposed to make up the difference. I’ve debated pointing this out to the doctors, but they’d suggest another new and improved prescription, and by the time the glasses come in I’d have the same exact problem.

Wait, wait! I was also tested for cataracts a few years ago because sometimes the eye goes all blurry. Looks like fog, and I can’t rub it away. Test came up negative, which is good. Least it doesn’t happen often.


Esotropia
A muscle condition in which when both eyes are open one eye is turned inwards. The eye turn may occur 100% of the time and is called constant or some of the time and is called intermittent.

Answers another questions, at least by definition. Always wondered what that was called. When I’m not focusing on anything, bad eye turns inward. It’s not a problem for me, as I don’t notice cuz I’m not looking at anything, if that makes any sense. Happens when I daydream. And then people poke me out of a perfectly good daydream to point it out. Poking ruins more ideas for paintings and sculpture than I care to admit.

On the upside, I can suggest the doctor look at treatments for Ambliopia. The downside is I still don’t know about that damn red tint to the printed word, and I’ve nothing to suggest checking for.

Atropine! Did a bit of research, the drops are called Atropine. But they don’t improve vision. They’re put in the good eye to make vision blurry, so the bad eye has to work more. Pretty sure that wouldn’t work in my case.

-Oh, nevermind, they already knew what it was. They’ve just been calling it ‘Lazy eye’. All this time I thought they meant that literally.

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