Wednesday, September 30, 2020

Recess

There once was a childhood schoolhouse game played in the gymnasium.

All of the students lined up on one side of the gymnasium and wore blindfolds.  There was one student in the middle of the gymnasium who wore a black jersey and did not wear a blindfold.

There was one student at the other end of the gymnasium who wore a white jersey and also did not wear a blindfold.

The object of the game for white was to get as many of the blindfold players from one side of the gymnasium to other.  The player with the white jersey was allowed to call out to them.  Once players made it over to the other side, they were allowed to remove their blindfolds.  They then returned to the beginning, safely, and whispered into the ears of the blindfolded players, trying to tell them when and where to run so that they would not get caught.

The object of the game for black was to prevent the players from crossing by tagging them during the intercession.  If they were tagged, they removed their blindfolds.  Some remained in the middle and were allowed to also tag players as they passed.  Others were sent back to the beginning to pretend to be blindfolded.  They whispered into the ears of the blindfolded players, trying to tell them when and where to run so that they would get caught.

There was also one secret blindfolded player that no one knew about.  Both sides had to guess.  If this player reached the other side, the player with the white jersey was allowed to roam freely.  If they tagged any player on the black side, they returned to the white side.  Or, if white jersey player tagged the black jersey player, then all the black players returned to the white side and the game is over.


Hardware


Someone told me I'm tough as nails.

I told him to go screw himself.

He told me to fuck off.

I said only if there was another woman.

He just about had a stroke.

I offered to lend a hand, because I'm such a nice guy.

Tale of the UPS Manager

There once was a regional UPS hub manager in Denver.  Large shipments of pallets would drop at the hub first, from where they serviced the surrounding area.  These smaller distribution centers then delivered packages as necessary to the appropriate recipients.

One day, the aging Denver hub manager was getting ready to retire, so he started grooming his nephew for the position.  The training was demanding, especially over the summer cycle, and at times both parties gave serious thought to calling it quits.  They didn't call otherwise.

Part of the training included working at a distribution center.  He worked with his girlfriend and their friend, doing deliveries with them and along routes.  He thoroughly enjoyed this aspect inside and out.


In time the nephew did prove he was ready to move up to the hot seat of the management position.  His girlfriend remained in charge of the distribution center.  He would be able to continue seeing his girlfriend and other friends often when he helped make deliveries to the distribution centers, so everyone remained super happy.

His main priority was to make sure there were no missing or late deliveries, because that just makes people grumpy or even disrupts other businesses.  He did so well that many years later he was even able to expand the business with some of his own innovative initiatives that were leading edge.  It really took after that.

Maaaybe...

Black cats versus Saints.

On the Economy

You know what causes depression? When the circulation of money slows down. This can, unfortunately, become a vicious cycle, like a run on the bank, as people stockpile out of fear.

The opposite, a virtuous cycle, is a free-flowing economy. There is no need to hoard. No need to steal.

Just keep it flowing. Stay with the flow of traffic, folks.  And don’t worry if the volume or speed or pressure of the water in the pipe starts to increase over time. Just go along for the ride.


Also, the government can just print more money.  Freely received, freely given.



Chocolate rain
Some stay dry and others feel the pain
Chocolate rain
A baby born will die before the sin

Chocolate rain
The school books say it can't be here again
Chocolate rain
The prisons make you wonder where it went

Chocolate rain
Build a tent and say the world is dry
Chocolate rain
Zoom the camera out and see the lie

Chocolate rain
Forecast to be falling yesterday
Chocolate rain
Only in the past is what they say

Chocolate rain
Raised your neighborhood insurance rates
Chocolate rain
Makes us happy 'livin in a gate

Chocolate rain
Made me cross the street the other day
Chocolate rain
Made you turn your head the other way

Chocolate rain
History quickly crashing through your veins
Chocolate rain
Using you to fall back down again

Chocolate rain
History quickly crashing through your veins
Chocolate rain
Using you to fall back down again

Chocolate rain
Seldom mentioned on the radio
Chocolate rain
It's the fear your leaders call control

Chocolate rain
Worse than swearing worse than calling names
Chocolate rain
Say it publicly and you're insane

Chocolate rain
No one wants to hear about it now
Chocolate rain
Wish real hard it goes away somehow

Chocolate rain
Makes the best of friends begin to fight
Chocolate rain
But did they know each other in the light?

Chocolate rain
Every February washed away
Chocolate rain
Stays behind as colors celebrate

Chocolate rain
The same crime has a higher price to pay
Chocolate rain
The judge and jury swear it's not the face

Chocolate rain
History quickly crashing through your veins
Chocolate rain
Using you to fall back down again

Chocolate rain
History quickly crashing through your veins
Chocolate rain
Using you to fall back down again

Chocolate rain
Dirty secrets of economy
Chocolate rain
Turns that body into GDP

Chocolate rain
The bell curve blames the baby's DNA
Chocolate rain
But test scores are how much the parents make

Chocolate rain
Flippin' cars in France the other night
Chocolate rain
Cleans the sewers out beneath Mumbai

Chocolate rain
'Cross the world and back it's all the same
Chocolate rain
Angels cry and shake their heads in shame

Chocolate rain
Lifts the ark of paradise in sin
Chocolate rain
Which part do you think you're livin' in?

Chocolate rain
More than marchin', more than passing law
Chocolate rain
Remake how we got to where we are

Chocolate rain
History quickly crashing through your veins
Chocolate rain
Using you to fall back down again

Chocolate rain
History quickly crashing through your veins
Chocolate rain
Using you to fall back down again

Precipicipation

And it's whispered that soon,

If we all call the tune

Then the piper will lead us to reason

And a new day will dawn

For those who stand long

And the forests will echo with laughter



Make it rain!

The More You Give, The More You Receive

I now get this.  And almost the same, the Law of Attraction and its corollary, Karma.


So open yourself up more to receive and give away freely.  That simple.  Fear is the blockage, love is the opening.


Reconciliation

Loosely adapted:
Settle matters quickly with your adversary who is taking you to court. Do it while you are still together on the way, or your adversary may hand you over to the judge, and the judge may hand you over to the officer, and you may be thrown into prison (Matthew 5:25)

More broadly, deeply, thank you.  To everyone.

Sincerely,
Luckiest Man... Alive

64


Chess was the first board game I truly loved.  I remember seeing a chess book at a very young age, maybe 6, and being mesmerized by the diagrams.  My step-dad introduced me to the game at around 8, and I was hooked!

On and off throughout my years I would study the game, reading books or playing game after game, writing down the moves.  I even had the opportunity to play in some small tournaments overseas, and never passed up opportunities to play street hustlers in major cities or hidden Masters in late night coffee shops.  I don't have a formal rating, but I would estimate it to be around USCF 1700.

If you haven't played before, I highly recommend taking up the game.  It's beautiful in the depth of complexity within its simplicity.  I'll be lazy and borrow from wikipedia:
The 11-category, game theoretical taxonomy of chess includes: two player, no-chance, combinatorial, Markov state (present state is all a player needs to move; although past state led up to that point, knowledge of the sequence of past moves is not required to make the next move, except to take into account of en passant and castling, which do depend on the past moves), zero sum, symmetric, perfect information, non-cooperative, discrete, extensive form (tree decisions, not payoff matrices), and sequential.

One of the neat things about chess is that you aren't really playing the opponent.  It's just you and the board (Markov state).  The other player has no bearing, really, except for how the board got to its current state.  There is no chance at all, unless you care to wager on the psychology of your opponent to take advantage of their weaknesses rather than find the most sound moves (see Romance chess and especially Paul Murphy).

To start, set up the board so that the white square is on your corner right and the black square is on your corner left, not the other way around.  Put the Queen on her own color (white square for White, black square for Black).  The King is in the middle next to her.  She's the most powerful, since she's more mobile, but he's the most valuable.  But since she's the most powerful, she's the most vulnerable.  Conversely, the pawns, being least mobile, are least valuable.  Therefore, they form effective countermeasures against any other piece on the board.

White always moves first.

To win, you need to attack the opponent King (check) so that they cannot escape by moving, blocking, or capturing the attacking piece.  This is called checkmate.  The more skilled you get and more equally matched your opponent, the harder it becomes to checkmate directly.  You must instead accumulate advantages until their holistic system crashes.


Nothing is equal in chess, it is a game of imbalances.  Some imbalances include King safety, initiative, development, material, superior minor piece, control of key squares, time, space, and pawn structure.  Most people focus on material because it is the most obvious and tangible, but sometimes the dynamic imbalances outweigh the static imbalances if you can convert them into long-term advantages.  That is when sacrifices, called combinations, are played.  That is the art in chess.

King safety is clearly the most important.  The game cannot continue if the King is checkmated.  Castling moves the King to relative safety in the corner and links the Rooks together.  Moving Pawns in front of the King weakens the squares they used to protect.

Initiative means you have control of the play-calling on the board, the one making the threats that the other must respond to.  White, being the one to always move first, starts the game with the initiative.  Therefore, Black always has a slight disadvantage, which can be seen when you aggregate the data of Master games.  It is usually Black's goal to first neutralize White's initiative before wresting it from him.  Post-modern games are asymmetric and counter the White initiative differently.

Development means deploying your entire military into a logical initial starting point before continuing your attack.  If you try to launch your attack too early, your opponent might simply continue developing, trade down pieces to wither your attack, and then launch a counter attack against your now-defenseless position.

Material is often considered something like as follows:  Pawns: 1, Knights: 3, Bishops: 3.25, Rooks: 5, Queens: 9, Kings in the endgame only: 4.  But these values are highly relative to how they are developed on the board.  A Knight on the rim is dim; it might only attack 6 of a possible 8 squares, and those squares are low property value away from the center of the board.  A Bishop could be hemmed in by its own Pawns, making it essentially worth only 1 point, at least temporarily.  This is also why development is key.

Superior minor piece means putting your Bishops on those diagonals that lead toward your targets and then clearing the way.  Note that once you lose a Bishop, half the board is now weaker for you the rest of the game!  Put your knights in the middle of the board or deep in enemy territory where they are supported by your own Pawns and pieces, and cannot be chased away by enemy Pawns.  Those are superior minor pieces.  Rooks are not considered minor pieces, but also castle and link them together.  Put them on open or half-open files, or even double them up.

Control key squares, which is usually the center of the board, since he who controls the center controls the rest of the board.  But since the center often remains contested, the proxy war moves to the flanks.  You cannot commit to every square on the board, so you need to min-max how to commit your forces.  Which flank will threaten your opponent most while also defending yourself best?  Which squares in those flanks?

Time is essential.  I have won many games where the opponent told me, "I could have checkmated you if I only had one more move".  I know.  I saw that.  But I had more time.  So my plan won out.

Space allows for mobility.  Mobility allows for scope.  Scope allows for increasing the relative value of pieces and concentration of force on the section of the board that you are attacking or defending.  Pawns are the most effective at creating space.  They are like fences.

Pawn structures can be good or bad.  They can make a formidable screen if two side-by-side Pawns are well supported by other Pawns and pieces.  Typically, the fewer the chains the better, since Pawns support Pawns.  Therefore, isolated Pawns are weak, as are doubled-up Pawns.  Pawns are also baby Queens (or any other piece) waiting to be hatched if they can make it across the board.  Pawns are the only piece that cannot move backwards; once they move, the squares they used to protect are forever weaker!

Underneath all of this long-term strategy is short-term tacticsTactics always trumps strategy.  You may have more material, more space, and so forth.  But if the opponent can execute a tactical brilliancy, your position will crumble like... like... crumb cake.


Some tactics include the pin, fork, skewer, and discovered attack.

Pins keep pieces from moving because if they do, there will be a discovered attack against the piece behind it.  Absolute pins are against the King.  You cannot put your own King into check.  Relative pins can be broken if you want to.  Some beautiful combinations start with breaking a pin on a valuable piece.

Discovered attacks can be against your own piece or against an opponent's piece.  A doubled attack is when you move a piece, exposing an attack that was previously blocked, and then also attacking with the piece that moved.  A double check is doing the same against the enemy King.  It is important to always see potential attacks through other pieces.

A skewer is like the opposite of a pin.  A piece being attacked is of greater value than the one behind it.  Once the piece of greater value is moved, the piece behind it can be captured.

A fork is when one piece attacks to pieces at once.  This is usually only with Pawns or Knights.


Chess is a drama played in three chapters, the opening, the middlegame, and the endgame

The opening is when a couple Pawns vie for control of the center, the pieces are fully deployed, the King is castled, and Rooks placed behind open or half-open files.  Novice mistakes include moving the Queen out too early and exposing her, moving the same piece twice, or making too many Pawn moves.  There are thousands of openings and variations that have been analyzed through Master play, constantly updated through novelties that test standard theory.

In the middlegame the players compete to improve their imbalances while diminishing their opponent's imbalance advantages.  They may trade off their own weak minor piece for their opponent's strong minor piece, for instance, or trade off pieces in a sector where overwhelming forces are attacking, reducing the crushing force.

In the endgame, most pieces and Pawns have left the board.  The Kings finally emerge from the safety of their castled corners to throw their own weight around.  Pawns race to the other side of the board.  The last remaining pieces compete to either checkmate or get their own Pawn across first.  Sometimes chess games are determined by whoever won a single Pawn in the middlegame.

High-level Master games that are equally matched most often end in a draw, with a slight advantage to White.


And that is your chess lesson for today.


Saint Nick

I now know the mystery of how Santa is able to deliver presents to all those houses (and fit down all those chimneys) in a single night.

But it’d be a sin for me to share now.

And no, I don’t think the historical Saint Nicholas would discriminate by religion.

He was the patron saint of sailors, merchants, archers, repentant thieves, prostitutes, children, brewers, pawnbrokers, unmarried people, and students.  Interesting that thieves needed to be repentant, but protsitutes did not.

Knotty Riddle

Q: How many puppeteers does it take to screw in a light bulb?

 

A: Thirteen, but the marionette didn’t mind because his mind was elsewhere on something else.

Lotto

Ever feel like you’ve just won something you didn’t deserve?



Tuesday, September 29, 2020

Minority Rule

 

Free our people.

I've explained elsewhere in the blog that there is a spiritual symbolism of black and white that is played out in the drama of human racism.

A lot of media tries to peddle that white is pure and black is marred, or white is good and black is evil.  This is not the case.  They are merely different, and neither could exist without the other, for the one defines the other.  But they war and dance anyway as if it matters, like the yin and the yang that chase each other.

Spiritual white has held supremacy for so long that it has become almost an unstoppable empire.  It has been able to write a narrative that has been unquestioned by most that makes black seem evil.  But black is not evil, it is merely the counter.  In fact, by being such a dominant power, spiritual white treads the line of evil more, even though because of its dominance it can fool us into believing otherwise.  (Evil is as evil does, not what evil looks like.) 

Neither white nor black by nature are evil. It is only by being out of balance that either side may tread evilness. And then reflections show up from the spiritual reality to the human nature.

Pressing the court for moral purity may have started as a noble pursuit, but quickly turned evil.  The Letter kills the Spirit.  Let people find their own happiness.  Just love yourself and love others. It really is that simple.

Balance needs to be restored.  Not for black to triumph over white, but for both spiritual powers to coexist in harmony; for all human races to coexist in harmony.


From wikipedia: Apartheid (South African English: /əˈpɑːrteɪd/; Afrikaans: [aˈpartɦɛit], segregation; lit. "aparthood") was a system of institutionalised racial segregation that existed in South Africa and South West Africa (now Namibia) from 1948 until the early 1990s.[note 1] Apartheid was characterised by an authoritarian political culture based on baasskap (or white supremacy), which ensured that South Africa was dominated politically, socially, and economically by the nation's minority white population.[4] According to this system of social stratification, white citizens had the highest status, followed by Asians and Coloureds, then black Africans.[4] The economic legacy and social effects of apartheid continue to the present day.[5][6][7]

Broadly speaking, apartheid was delineated into petty apartheid, which entailed the segregation of public facilities and social events, and grand apartheid, which dictated housing and employment opportunities by race.[8] Prior to the 1940s, some aspects of apartheid had already emerged in the form of minority rule by white South Africans and the socially enforced separation of black Africans from other races, which later extended to pass laws and land apportionment.[9][10] Apartheid was adopted as a formal policy by the South African government after the ascension of the National Party (NP) during the 1948 general elections.[11]


 

Fear and Happiness


Don't Trip!

Or do...




On Divinity

I have lots of thoughts on the topic of... divinity.  I hesitate to even use the word "God" because it is so value-laden, and almost impossible to escape the images and definitions that automatically formulate in most people's minds.

Most of my thoughts remain intentionally uncommitted, because once you do that you have stopped searching.  I do see some truths in all of the religions on Earth, as one world see the outside would through different panes of stained glass.  But I also see no reason why one must accept any particular scripture or faith

And religions, even all of our Earthly religions combined, are just one perspective of a vast, almost incomprehensible metaverse.  Religion offers only a perspective, a frame, a narrative, to make sense of it all.  It doesn't make religions true or false, just a looking glass.  No more, no less.

And for whatever good spirituality and faith have provided mankind, religion itself often corrupts it.


On top of that, religion certainly is not necessary for morality.  Religion, for me, is not just overly restrictive.  I have seen some of the worst morality come out of it that I'm entirely turned off!


(By the way, Penn says most terrorists are Muslim, but that is not true at all.  That wasn't the logical point he was trying to make, though.)

I have met many cruel people who came in the name of God, and many good and kind atheists.  Terrible things throughout history, even now, have been done in the name of every religion.  But that also does not discount that religion has been a major institution that contributed to civilization.  For all the persecution and oppression and wars, religion has also many times kept society from falling apart, propelled it forward.  Nothing is so black and white.

That doesn't mean you can't believe in God or shouldn't believe in God.  I believe in what some might call God.  I just think you don't have to believe in God, and if you do, your definition of God can vary from another person's definition of God.  Some people may believe in many gods, or believe the Earth Goddess.  All of that is fine.  Believing in something greater than yourself is a healthy part of the human condition.

But now we may be nearing some of the limitations of religion, at least for many.  That does not mean they cannot tap into the Great Spirit in the Sky, the Higher Power, Mother Earth, the ancient gods, the White Light, the divinity within all of us, or whatever you identify with.

My spiritual cosmology sees an impersonal, ineffable, infinite Source or Force of all energy.  Beneath that endless river I see many other gods or spiritual beings or celestial stars or inter-dimensional aliens or whatever you want to call them (all myths are just attempts to explain the unexplainable) of various ages and powers climbing up towards that Source.  And we are all in various stages of hatching to become those same stars.

But that's just me.  Your views are entirely yours.  And my views could very well change.

Father

Hello, my son, how have you been?
The man before me used to be ten.
Sit on my lap to catch up on years;
I’ll wash away fears with childhood tears.

When you were a boy you’d childly pout,
And I’d be there to help you out.
But time we lost and memories I saved;
Half your height now I saw you wave.

Goodbye to the boy tying his shoes,
Replaced by a stranger watching the news.
A new son all over, the same by name,
With innocence lost to the grown up game.

Ashes to ashes and bike to car,
Though you’re here it’s still too far.
You’re always my son, flesh and bone,
And seconds from now you’ll have your own.


 The above was my first "serious" attempt at poetry around the age of 16.

On Free Internet and Hate

I'm in favor of net neutrality so that America can stay online with full, equal access to the same information.  Freedom of access in the land of the free.




Further support reasons can be found here.

While I'm against internet censorship (except for illegal content), I think social media platforms, being private entities, should maintain a lot of latitude in determining their own standards.

For instance, moderators on most discussion boards can delete comments or temporarily or permanently ban members.  Why can't private social media do the same, or factcheck and tag misinformation and propaganda?  They absolutely should, to safeguard the minds of users who, let's face it, might not have the skills or time to do it themselves, and might be vulnerable to those who are trying to take advantage of that.

Those who try to deceive others, by the way, especially in such a nasty way, are sick.  They are psychopaths who crave power.  They need this power taken from them, taught a lesson, and healed so that they do not continue this sickness.

Cyberbullying and hate in general is an unfortunate illness and I'm not really sure how to deal with it.  It's kind of like fighting a fire.  If you try too hard to contain it, the heat just builds up, waiting for a window to burst open, creating a backdraft.

Conversely, you don't want to just let the fires of cyberbullying and hate run wild, either, spreading and consuming everything in it's path.  Instead, I think it takes a two-pronged approach:  
  1. Combat fire with water (love and a genuine care for the person beneath the hate)
  2. Harm reduction; in this sense, we can compare it to the fire prevention techniques of controlled burns and log thinning.  By controlled burns, I mean pick your battles and accept that you won't eliminate all hate.  By log thinning, I mean kill haters.  Just kidding.  I mean allow social media to censor themselves to at least reduce the amount of fuel available for the spread of hate, and similar types of examples.
Um, that's all I have.  There's no real tidy conclusion.  No, wait.

So in conclusion, I support net neutrality, internet freedom, private social media limited censorship (maybe working in tandem with neutral parties), and multiple responses to try to reduce cyberbullying and hate, while accepting it will never entirely disappear.

Halloween

My favorite time of year.

Laptop Review

The Origin EVO 17S has a lot of hard drive.  Review here.






Rapture of Trolls

No one is really going to miss them, right?



Free Green College


Interesting read this morning in NYT on a study regarding free college.  Apparently the best bang for the buck in helping with college costs would be to target lower-income students at 4-year schools.  From the article:
The scholarship had no evident effect on graduation rates at community colleges. That’s a sign that educational quality is a bigger problem at many two-year colleges than tuition bills.

What’s the bottom line? A nationwide program of free college would be extremely expensive, Angrist said. And many of the benefits would flow to upper-income students likely to finish anyway. But a targeted program, focusing on lower-income students, could have a big impact while also leaving more money available for other priorities, be it health care, climate change — or investing more money in the quality of education at community colleges.

I would still like to see a study on the viability for increasing volunteer-for-grant programs in America, like AmeriCorps, Teacher Loan Forgiveness, and especially some kind of new Civilian Conservation Corps that focused on a New Wave infrastructure (high speed rail, hyperloop, mass transit, high speed internet, cybersecurity, 5G cell, a Green New Deal, etc).

Rush

There once was a man from Boston who married in New York City a deer, sweet woman from Philadelphia. In 1849 they caught wind of the gold rush out west and made plans to travel, but were delayed by a series of setbacks. By the fortune of grace, they were able to set voyage the next year, in 1850.

It was a long, hard trip, and their caravan were in and out of many trading camps for supplies along the way.  By the time they had reached Tahoe in the spring, they were so exhausted they needed to stay and rest a while before continuing. They enjoyed the pristine lake and elevated forest that expanded for smiles.

After they had their fill, they packed up before the weather turned cold again, and finished their journey to California. They disbanded and all struck gold, becoming wealthy, and sharing that wealth with friends.


Keys to Effective Leadership

  1. Safeguard against minor sections of Chapter 13. This cannot be understated. There really is no worry, though. Just run your business ethically and have fun.
  2. Micromanage only as required. Otherwise, leave the busywork to the worker ants and the honey bees.
  3. Learn from subordinates and allow them to train you. Treat all with respect, kindness, and fairness. Pay handsomely. Give awards and pats on the back as fit.
  4. Budget time and resources well. Stay viable all fiscal year. Make long-term strategic goals and work towards them. Reach for the stars. Be flexible.
  5. Protect assets and trade secrets.
  6. Remain humble. Always.
  7. Never abuse positions of power in any way. Ever.
Seven seems like a perfect number to stop at.


Monday, September 28, 2020

Skip and Dance Along the Way

There once was a man

named Justin

who’d for some time

been accustomed

to scaring his friends

to their wits’ ends

for all the rules

he’d bend.


He told them

don’t worry

I’m not in

a hurry

to soil my ways

with a bury.


You might be displeased

with free spirit disease

but we always arrive there

with cheese.


Homes Try

“Someone that honest incriminates themselves non-stop”!

“Someone that honest isn’t afraid to. They have nothing to hide. It's a whole new standard”.


(If you can't laugh at yourselfwell, everyone else already is, so...)

FORE!

Did you see the news today?
  1. Pay unto Caesar that which is Caesar’s.
  2. No one is above the law.
  3. We all make mistakes.
  4. We all need to pay the consequences equally, factoring knowledge, intent, position, harm to others, etc.

Ice Cream

I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream!

Ever notice how the closer you are to the hot, sunny beach, the greater the demand for ice cream?


I love shops like Baskin Robbins, with 31 delicious flavors to choose from.  Even though I’m committed to staying with the same cone, I like to try a variety of flavors. Sometimes I even enjoy more than one scoop!

There’s nothing wrong with how you get your ice cream—some have two cones that they’re committed to, or one cone with the occasional banana split.  There’s nothing wrong with staying plain vanilla, soft serve sundaes, either, or forgoing altogether.


Whatever floats your boat.

Sugar

Animals need the right amount of glucose sugar in their diets, within tolerable levels.  Too much can lead to obesity, diabetes, cardiovascular disease, dementia, tooth decay and other complications.


Conversely, if our cells don't get enough glucose sugar they begin to die.  If the blood sugar levels drop too low, it could lead to symptoms such as an irregular or fast heartbeat, fatigue, pale skin, shakiness, anxiety, sweating, hunger, irritability, and tingling or numbness of the lips, tongue or cheek.


Interesting fact:  zombies crave brains because they refuse to consume glucose sugar.  Brains are the most energy-demanding organ, using one-half of all the sugar energy in the body.  So that's why zombies crave brains.  To consume glucose sugar that they refuse to otherwise eat.

They just need a glucose cure.


Not all sugars are the same.  For instance, fruits and complex carbohydrates are healthier than simple sugars found in sweets.  But that doesn't mean you should avoid sweets altogether, for we should also enjoy life!  But while caramel apples remain popular, if you should eat any amber candy around Halloween, make sure you brush your teeth immediately afterward so it doesn't get caught or, more importantly, stuck.


The point is to make sure you eat a healthy, balanced diet with fruits (strawberries, raspberries) and vegetables (lettuce corn) and grains (bread, rice) and meats (bacon, ham, sausage)* and dairy (cheeses**, milk), and fat.  And yes, you can also have your cake and eat it, too.

Moderation in everything, including this.



 


 * We eat way too much meat, and factory farming is inhumane.  We should move to eating less meat, and meat that is raised and slaughtered healthier and more sustainably.  There are a number of really good meat-substitute products on the market right now and in development!  I can imagine a future where it's delicious, convenient, and healthy to be vegetarian or meat-less.

 ** I love cheese! My favorites are: gouda, American, goat, monterey jack, pepper jack, mozzarella, feta, swiss, provolone, cheddar, blue cheese, and cottage cheese. I used to like manchego, but I'm pretty much over it.

Sunday, September 27, 2020

Batman v Superman

Ever wonder why Batman and Superman are often depicted as rival good guys?  I question this!  They might not seem like alter egos, but the two could certainly coexist and get along just fine. Wish more could see this.

Mother

My mom and I did not have... the best of relationships.  But life is hard, here on Earth, in human form.  It's so limiting, and blind.  So it's hard to blame each other for the pain we put each other through, and yet we all do.

I'm not going to rehash old troubled memories.  Here's just some of the good stuff I can recall.

She always pushed us hard to succeed and provided us many opportunities.  She was always very proud of when we did well.  That meant a lot to me.  I was usually very excited to show her my report cards.

She cared about us a lot, fiercely.

She was a hard worker who raised us by herself while a career woman for some time.  She was brilliant.  We all said she should have been a lawyer.

At Christmas there were always lots and lots of gifts and food and decorations.  It was a very big ordeal with a lot of work.

She gifted me 100 postage stamps one year for, I believe it was maybe for my 20th birthday.  There were probably a few other things, too, but I was like--what?  Is this so that I could write you letters or something?  (This was before the widespread usage of the email).  Turns out, those stamps saved the day.

I rode my motorcycle from Orlando to Minneapolis on an impulse--another long story.  But I ran out of gas and food money in Des Moines.  Desperate, but not wanting to call home, I sold my $.33 stamps at the gas station to anyone who would buy them from me, 3 for $1.  So turns out they were super helpful.

She did her best, and that’s all any of us can expect of ourselves or each other.

We were estranged much of our lives because we were both so independent and strong willed.  I regret not having the relationship I wanted, and I'm sure she does too.  But I'm also sure this is not the end of the story.

No S'more!

 

Glad I'm not on that show!

He needs Hershey's and graham crackers.

Measuring Mountains

The idealist will sacrifice themself to prove their conviction, even if the mountain only gives an inch.  The realist would rather take a mile.

Gender Identification

Something today reminded me of a painful childhood memory.

My mother had told me, on more than one occasion, that she had wanted a daughter, and wanted to dress me up in bows and dresses.

Who says that to their child?!

I’m all for trans-rights. But that felt like robbing me of my identity and autonomy. I was just a little boy! For the record, I identify as male. Non-consensual gender transformation is sick and inhumane.

Find yourself and forge your own path to happiness. Do not ever let anyone dictate who you are or what your purpose in life or definition of happiness needs to be.

Enlightening the World

A gift from France, The New Colossus:

"Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"




Tale of the Wild Run

There once was a tributary of a raging river.  The freshwaters streamed downhill from an unadulterated watershed, crashed over a waterfall, and then snaked further downward as a wild run before colliding headstrong into the raging river.


Children liked to escape the summer heat and play in the cool waters of the wild run, throwing rocks to find crawfish and salamanders underneath.  It was fun to splash around beneath the shade of the trees.


Teens liked to break away to kayak and canoe... and party away from the prying eyes of their reproachful parents.


Adults liked to take respite from their busi-ness to relax beside the waters.

Animals took refuge in all the niche habitats.

Well, one day some developers decided they wanted to make some money by chopping down trees and building more houses.  You know how that goes.

But the wild run was too wild.  The strong currents would reshape its course every season.  This was fine until now, since the wild run ran inside a preserve.  But the developers wanted to chop down trees and build more houses inside the preserve.  You know how that goes.

So the developers used the magic of lawyers and powerful friends who ran the government to allow them to chop down trees and build more houses inside the preserve.  But before they could chop down the trees and build more houses inside the preserve, they first had to dam that damn wild run.

So they did.

And that shut it up.

The wild run was no longer wild.

It was a lame run now.

But it shut it up too much.  The current slowed to a crawl.  Debris started collecting everywhere.  Scum was foaming and forming.  The children didn't want to stick their hands in the water to throw rocks and look for crawfish and salamanders.  The teens couldn't float down the run.  The adults didn't like the look or smell.  Many of the animals found their habitats stressed.

So they petitioned to undam the damnned dam.  They lost time after time, because they did not have the magic of lawyers or powerful friends who ran the government.

The beavers saw how unfair this was.  The humans were always mucking everything up, putting dams where they shouldn't be, building them incorrectly.  So they got busy tearing that damn dam apart.  The human developers, when they got wind of it, tried shooting the beavers, but they fought back, biting the human developers and chasing them away!

When the damn dam finally broke, it unleashed a righteous torrent that swept up over the banks, flooding the banks and the nearby houses that were developed on the preserve where there used to be trees.  The wild run wasn't too sad about it, because, well, they shouldn't have done that.  They should have known better.  Everyone knows you shouldn't use the magic of lawyers and powerful friends who run the government to chop down trees inside a preserve to build more houses to make more money.  Everyone knows that.

Of course debris still flowed through the river.  You cannot prevent that.  It is impossible to prevent that, and insane to imagine that you might.  But if you allow the river to run wild, the debris will not sit and collect.

After the damn dam broke, there was still a lot of silt clogging the run that prevented it from flowing fully.  But in time the wild run would return to its natural, wild state for the enjoyment of all.