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Monday, January 13, 2014

One of the Richest Classrooms a Human Can Experience

I believe that people with severe disabilities, especially when accompanied by near-death experiences, do have a unique viewpoint. Does that impart to them some special vision worthy of sharing with others. I'd like to think so. At least one consolation I take from viewing life from a wheelchair is the young girls walking in front of me.

Tiffiny Carlson recently published an article in the Huff Post titled, "10 Things The World Can Learn From People With Disabilities."

Some of the highlights from the story really struck home, and I'd like to share those with you now.

"Most say they would rather die than live with a disability, which makes me laugh. That's because most able-bodied people can't imagine being happy if their body was ever permanently broken. I thought I would never be happy again. But a few years after becoming paralyzed, I was happy. I found happiness through simply being alive, and through family and friends. I still wish I could walk again, but true happiness resides in me."

"When you have a disability, the patience required is at a whole new level. Very often we have to wait longer for all types of things and over time we become masters at honing in on it."

"The cold, hard truth is that accidents [and illnesses] that cause disabilities happen every day, and they could likely happen to you or someone you know."

"We are confronted with crazy things all the time, so we learn to prioritize what is really worth freaking out over. That is why so many of us seem so zen-like."

"In fact, when you live the life as someone who's different, you learn right away it has its cool moments. You get to meet amazing people and get in on special opportunities."

"When you have a disability, you pretty much have a free-for-all card to be exactly who you want to be. And that feeling is amazing."

"Having a disability can also, unfortunately, have an impact on your lifespan. For many of us, living to 95 isn't probably going to happen, which is why most people with disabilities have figured out the secret to life - enjoy each day as if it were our last, from enjoying the sun rays to a warm cup of coffee."

"When living with a disability, you learn to be OK with receiving help, and realize that we all need help in our own way. It's unavoidable and part of the human experience."

"There's no getting around it, having a disability is certainly a difficult ticket in life, but the life lessons to be had make it a near VIP experience. And hey, the free parking is a nice perk, too."

Well Said, Coach

"He loved much, and was much loved."

Jim Harbaugh, former Bear's quarterback, and current head coach of the San Francisco 49ers, made this simple statement regarding the passing of his 98 year old grandfather.

Harbaugh’s grandfather Joe Cipiti passed away Sunday morning, despite the fact that both grandfather and grandson were hoping he could hold out for the NFL Playoffs, and possibly see Harbaugh coach in the Super Bowl. Sunday's win over the Carolina Panthers must have been particularly gratifying.

But as soon as I heard this testimonial, the though struck me, what a great epitaph. I thought that one could do far worse than having this sweet sentiment said of them. I thought, in my own way, that this is what I strive for in my life and that it would prove true at my death.

"He loved much, and was much loved."

How wonderful!



Saturday, January 11, 2014

For A Brilliant Memory, A Brilliant Gem

Woman 1: My, that's a beautiful ring.
Woman 2: Thank you.
Woman 1: Is that a blue diamond?
Woman 2: Yes it is. It's from my husband.
Woman 1: Oh, your husband gave that to you?
Woman 2: No, it IS my husband!

In fact it is a "remembrance" ring created by the Swiss company Algordanza. The desirability of diamonds is based on the four C's - color, cut, clarity, and carat. But now there is a 5th C - cremation. The technology now exists to turn human ashes into precious gems.

In an article by Gian Volpicelli for Motherboard, the reporter interviewed Algordanza founder and CEO Rinaldo Willy, who explains the technical process thusly:
We treat the ashes with particular chemical agents to extract all the carbon from them. Next, carbon is heated to high temperatures and converted into graphite. Finally, we place the graphite in a machine that essentially reproduces the conditions that are given in the depths of the Earth, where natural diamonds form over thousands of years: extremely high pressure and temperatures around 1500 degrees Celsius. After some weeks, or months, we obtain the diamond.
The memorial diamonds range in cut size from 1 carat to 1.8 carats in exceptional cases. The color of the diamonds is determined by the quality of the ashes.
For example, people who have been treated with chemotherapy usually wind up being diamonds of lighter colors. Our diamonds are usually blue because of the presence of boron traces in the human body, but every person changes into a different and unique diamond, ranging from crystal-clear to almost black.
Willy believes his process may become the standard for human remains as land for cemeteries becomes increasingly scarce. He describes his philosophy in almost poetic terms:
Diamonds are precious, pure, clean. They couldn’t be more different from today’s cemeteries, which are places crammed with too many graves, very often neglected, and where you can’t have a real relationship with the dead. I loved the idea of dead people becoming something you can touch and enjoy the sight of.
The company website cleverly states, "Life in all its facets will end someday," clearly alluding to preserving those facets in a "Diamond Burial."

The process is not inexpensive. The cost can range from 5 to 25 thousand dollars to convert your loved one into a piece of jewelry. However, according to Willy, the stones generally appraise for twice that amount. From a purely mercenary standpoint, a person could theoretically have their loved one cremated, use the life insurance money to have the ashes made into gemstones, and then turn around and sell them for a profit, even though they are not real diamonds. But Willy contends:
Our diamonds are real diamonds. They have all the physical and chemical properties of diamonds. Obviously, synthetic diamonds are less valuable than natural ones, since they’re man-made. But you can’t tell our diamonds from natural ones with the naked eye. Not even a jeweler could. The only one way to distinguish between them is a chemical screening. There’s no apparent difference. It would most likely look like a natural blue diamond, which costs in the neighborhood of $40,000.
Another appealing aspect of this service is,"the fact that a diamond remains, and can be kept and passed down from generation to generation. It’s not something that you just scatter away at some point, like sometimes happens with ashes from cremation."

To be sure, the website reiterates these sentiments. "These diamonds are forever [shades of 007], and they can be an everlasting keepsake, remembrance, or heirloom to pass to future generations."

Also, we're all familiar with the saying that diamonds are a girl's best friend. "Since just two grams of carbon are sufficient to produce a diamond, some of our customers ask to make many memorial diamonds from the same ashes, one for each member of the family." So now a diamond can be a girl's best friend. They can be a girl's husband. They can be a girl's boyfriend or fiance. They can be a girl's parent, aunt, uncle, or 3rd cousin twice removed.

As with all new technology, the possibility for abuse comes into question. Could disreputable individuals use this technology to enrich themselves through kidnapping and murder? Of course, but you would need the cooperation of a licensed funeral home, and a lab to process the ashes. Furthermore, the process itself takes months or even years.

And as with all emerging technology, there are legal, ethical, and religious implications.

If people can and chose to convert the physical remains of their deceased into precious gems, can jewelry made from pets be far behind?

So if you've ever exclaimed to your husband or boyfriend in anger, "I'm going to squeeze your balls so tight they turn into diamonds," you may now get your wish.

Personally speaking, I don't like diamonds. I don't like the ruthless cartel that controls them and artificially inflates their pricing. Diamonds don't impress me. They are cold. There is fire in their hearts, but they give no warmth. They represent greed and vanity. I was more interested in the so-called new chocolate and candy-colored diamonds, until I found out that they are actually inferior quality stones that could not be sold, but then are chemically treated and marketed at full retail value.

I have more respect for the true colored gemstones - emeralds, rubies, and sapphires (my personal favorite and birthstone) - but they are well out of my price range. When I buy jewelry for my wife, it is aquamarines, her birthstone - affordable and beautiful.


All that being said, and my will already stipulating my wish to be cremated and the ashes to be disposed of by the mortuary, I am now very intrigued by this option. It would be up to my wife, of course, if this was something she'd want to do (morally and financially), but I would have no objection to becoming a piece of fine jewelry.

Willy states, "Our diamonds are indestructible tools of remembrance, but, at the end of the day, it depends on a person’s loved ones to keep their memory alive."




Friday, January 10, 2014

Good Vibrations

Here are just a few of the possible scenarios:

It's been a long, hard day at work. Your quick lunch was over hours ago and there's still hours to go before quitting time. You're starting to drag at your desk, and the 3:00 candy bar is just not going to cut it. Suddenly you feel a warm tingling between your legs. Your eyes open wide, then slowly close half way and you are no longer in your office cubicle, but on a white sand beach, the cool ocean breeze caressing your naked body, while a swirl of lapping water gently tickles your toes. Your boyfriend sends you an email that simply says, "Thinking of you," followed by a smiley face.

You're stuck in the middle of a two hour mid-morning meeting, and you're bored out of your mind as the boss drones on and on about nothing. You surreptitiously glance down at your smartphone, key in a few commands, and are rewarded with waves of pleasure that emanate out from the center of your body. The corners of your mouth turn upward. You are no longer bored.

You're driving home from work, and traffic is a mess. You call your husband to tell him you'll be late. A gentle vibration stirs you and slowly builds in intensity as your husband waves his phone around as if he were conducting a symphony.

These are some of the features offered by the "blueMotion" wearable massager from sex-tech company OhMiBod, headquartered in North Hampton, New Hampshire. The smart-sex gadget that utilizes Bluetooth technology was unveiled at the Consumer Electronics Show, currently taking place in Las Vegas.

blueMotion is a soft, rubber vibrator controlled via Bluetooth over the OhMiBod smartphone app. blueMotion represents the latest in teledildonics hardware, if you'll pardon the pun, and appeals to couples in long distance relationships. Not only does the device provide for hands free functionality, but makes use of your smartphone's built-in accelerometer.

A company spokesman explains that, “Using the phone's accelerometer, simply wave the phone from side to side or use it as a "gas" pedal to drive stronger and steadier vibrations."

The discreet design also makes it possible for the adventurous males in a relationship to get in on the fun, and put themselves in their wive's or girlfriend's hands, so to speak.

The product will be available to consumers in March, missing the marketing value of a Valentine's Day launch.

However, as London based writer Victoria Turk points out, "I can’t help but think of what happens when someone hacks your smartphone."

Along with the integrated technology of the virtual reality headsets and state of the art gaming consoles and software, also unveiled at CES, the opportunities for the blueMotion end-user are nothing short of orgasmic.




Thursday, January 9, 2014

Cattywampus

As you know, I am a cat person. First of all, since I am bedridden, a dog is not really an option. I respect a cat's independent nature, they are made that way and you're either okay with that or you're not. They won't come when you call unless it's in their interest. They're secretive and spend most of their time sleeping in a hidden spot. They expect to be left alone and will only interact with you on their terms. Yes, there are even health concerns in having a cat in your home. But in spite of, or because of, all these things, I like cats.

Despite what researchers say, my cat and I are very attached. We both have separation anxiety when we're parted. We sleep together all night long, and when I awake in the wee hours, I reach out and massage the scruff of her neck, and her presence comforts me. She lays on my lap or across my legs during the day, and when she climbs up on my chest for attention, I stop whatever I am doing to spend as much time with her as she wants before she moves on to do her cat stuff. She loves to play catch and fetch with her crinkle toy, or better yet, a crumpled up piece of paper.

Cats are intelligent, curious, adaptable, reasoning, self-aware animals with distinct personalities and wicked senses of humor. They display the entire range of emotions that humans arrogantly reserve to themselves, and a much deeper array of feelings than exhibited by canines. They are also very tolerant of us, genuinely seem to like us and seek us out, but I'm not sure that they ever quite forgive us for imprisoning them in our environments, no matter how many comfy cushions and cat condos we have around the house.

My cat connects me to the natural world. While recovering from several very serious illnesses, she nursed me back to health with her innate knowledge of Reiki. She is affectionate, funny, and I love her to death.

This story by Renee Jacques posted on 01/07/2014 recently appeared in the Huffington Post. At first I was just going to dismiss it as one of the regular 'dogs are smarter, cats are worthless' stories that routinely show up online, backed up by high-sounding research projects from prestigious institutions that no one's ever heard of. Then I was going to go point by point and refute the 'findings', but it wouldn't change anyone's mind anyway, so why bother. So, in the end, I decided to write a blog about the report for the sake of cat owners who already live with the truth every day.

One final note, I was just going to attach the link to the article here, but it was one of those internet blogs that have those annoying GIFs in between the paragraphs. This is much easier to read.

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Bad news for all you cat lovers: That feline you are obsessed with is a total jerk. Sure, cats are cute, soft, lovable and an endless source of viral GIFs and memes, but in actuality, they kinda suck.

Don't hate us for this blasphemy just yet. We understand your dilemma. Some people just love cats, and to be honest, we can't really blame them for that. Sure, cats are selfishly indifferent to your wellbeing, and in their minds you are their pets, not the other way around, but...look at the kitty!

When you're over that adorable little ball of fuzz, maybe you'll be ready to come to terms with the fact that, even thought you adore your cat, it is a total jerk...

Your cat hears you, but she won't do what you tell her to.

Your cat definitely hears you calling her name, and can even recognize your voice against a stranger's, but the truth of the matter is she doesn't care what you want. A recent study published in the Animal Cognition Journal in July discovered that cats can recognize their owner's voice, but that doesn't mean they will respond to them.

The researchers observed 20 domesticated cats in their homes for eight months to monitor how the pets recognize and respond to human voices that call out their names. Fifty to 70 percent of the cats acknowledged the sound of the owner's voice by moving their head or perking up their ears. However, only 10 percent actually responded to the call, by meowing or moving their tails.

This is because cats have not evolved to become domesticated enough to obey human's orders, according to a study by researchers at the University of Tokyo. The study suggested that the reason for this is because cats were historically loners who essentially "domesticated themselves."

Meanwhile, when a cat wants your attention, they might try to get it by knocking some stuff off a table. Or maybe they're just doing that for fun and would prefer you let them do it in peace. Either way, typical jerk behavior.

Some cats actually hate the only thing they're good for: Cuddling.

When researching whether cats live better in homes with other cats or in solitary living situations, Daniel Mills, professor of veterinary behavioral medicine at England's University of Lincoln, discovered that petting may stress out some felines. Mills concluded that cats who live in a home with other cats are less stressed because it's easier for them to avoid being petted by their owner, and instead, allow the other cats in the household to take on that burden. Just face it, if Fluffy avoids physical affection, it's not her, it's you.

Just because a cat rubs against you doesn't mean it likes you.

It's nice to feel good about yourself when a jerk cat is finally comfortable enough to brush up against you, but all he's really saying is that he now owns you - at least in his mind. He isn't making physical contact because he's trying to say he loves you, but because he is trying to make you his property by putting his scent on you. Cats have an extraordinary sense of smell and they know that each cat has his or her own scent. When a cat rubs against you, it's informing other cats that you are its territory.

Your antisocial cat may not even be the smartest pet in your house.

Dogs may be more intelligent than cats because they know how to make friends. A University of Oxford study found that, because dogs are more social animals, they have developed larger brains in order to adapt to the demands of a socializing culture. Cats, on the other hand, thrive in more solitary cultures, and thus, have brains that have not developed as rapidly over time.

One of your cat's favorite ways to "kiss" is through a distant gaze you probably don't even know she's giving.

So, this is kind of creepy: Your cat sends you a welcoming greeting by slowly staring and blinking at you. This slow cat blink, or "kitty kiss," is used by cats to inform whomever it's looking at that they actually like them. Beware though, if your cat looks at you with a long, deep, unblinking stare, it may indicate that the cat is guarding his territory and does not find you welcome at all.

Your love for cats could make you the butt of society's jokes.

If you are a female and you own more than two cats, you may start fearing that people will see you as a "cat lady," a type of person made famous by "The Simpsons," "Saturday Night Live" and real-life stories around the world.

In 2009, a sampling done by the American Pet Products Association found that out of 463 cat owners, 80 percent were female. In a 2010 study, researchers surveyed over 4,500 people, and only 11.5 percent of the people identified themselves as solely a "cat person" (27.7 percent identified themselves as both a dog and cat person). Also, millionaires and business executives are more likely to own dogs than cats. Sure, maybe this is society being a jerk and not the cat, but maybe not.

If you die alone with your cat, it won't hesitate to eat you.

In 1992, at an American Academy of Forensic Sciences conference in New Orleans, a forensic pathologist told a haunting story: He explained that when people who live alone with their pets die unexpectedly, their bodies are sometimes left in the house for several days. Without their owners around to fill their bowls, the pets often go unfed. In cases where these people owned dogs, their pets would usually go several days without resorting to eating the owner's body. However, a cat would only wait a day or two. The phenomenon is called "postmortem predation."

Cats don't give a damn about sugar and spice and all that's nice.

Unlike every other mammal examined to date, cats are the only ones who do not have the required number of taste receptors to taste sweetness. They lack 247 base pairs of the amino acids that make up the DNA of the Tas1r2 gene - an essential gene to code for the proper protein to taste anything sweet. Instead, cats can taste adenosine triphosphate (ATP), the compound that supplies the energy in every living cell, which means they're more interested in finding animals (read: meat).

And that could be part of why it's such a vicious killer.

Biologists published a study in the Natural Communications Journal in January 2013 that stated that domestic cats kill as many as 3.7 billion birds and 20.7 billion smaller animals, including mice, voles and chipmunks each year. Another study, conducted by researchers at the University of Georgia, attached video cameras to 60 cats and concluded that about one-third of a cat's day is spent killing, or at least attempting to kill, small creatures.

Sometimes cats kill for fun, but other times, they kill to catch you presents, in the form of shredded little animals. While these gifts can be a form of tribute to their dominant master, sometimes it's also a cat trying to remind you just how bad you are at hunting these critters for yourself.

Your cat makes you clean up toxic poop.

Cleaning out your kitty's litter box is more than just a chore - it could be affecting your brain and health. Your cat's feces may contain the Toxoplasma gondii parasite. If contacted, it can (rarely) cause a disease called toxoplasmosis. Most people just get flu-like symptoms if they contract the disease, but in people with weakened immune systems, it can be fatal. The disease has also been linked to some serious mental conditions, including schizophrenia, depression and anxiety, and health professionals have warned pregnant women to drop the kitty litter duty to avoid risk of miscarriage or other effects.

Their poop could make you like cats so much that you start hoarding them.

Some more freaky details about Toxoplasma gondii: The parasite can only reproduce in the digestive tracts of cats. When another species becomes infected, the parasite wires it to find its way back into a cat, which means that Toxoplasma has developed a complex system of overtaking the host's brain to increase the chance that it will be eaten by one. There has been some speculation that this could be the reason why the "cat lady" who owns an excessive number of felines exists. Because Toxoplasma can affect the mental conditions of people infected, some individuals develop an intense, almost obsessive attraction to cats. Those infected with Toxoplasma have even been known to develop a fondness for the smell of cat urine. That's right: A study found that infected individuals found the smell of cat urine "pleasant."

As if that wasn't enough, cats also use their purring to further control you.

Your cat knows exactly what he's doing when he makes that grating sound of a purr mixed with a high-pitched cry. He's manipulating you. Research has shown that the particular cry a cat makes is very similar to human infant cries. Karen McComb, a scientist who studies vocal communication in mammals at the University of Sussex, ran a series of tests on 50 cats and their owners' responses to the cats' purrs. When she removed the cry sound from the purrs, she noticed that the owner's sense of urgency extremely diminished. The final theory is that cats dramatize and exaggerate their cries in order to get something from their owner -- usually it's food.

Your cat cleans herself because she thinks you stink.

While licking themselves does provide a calming effect for the cat, the more important point to remember is that after being handled, cats lick themselves to smooth their fur and get rid of the "human" smell.

Also, [have you ever seen] what a wet cat looks like?

But even if cats are really just total jerks...in the end, there's nothing quite like a cute, fluffy kitten.


My total jerk, Inari

A Whole New Meaning to the Word 'Prick'

Okay ladies, two words: Dildo Cactus.

I saw a reference to it in a book I was reading, and my first impulse was to say, "Ouch!" Then I thought there couldn't be such a thing, so I Googled it.

The Dildo Cactus is the common name for a species of long narrow cacti with tubular branches ribbed with from eight to twelve sections bordered by sharp spines. Often the tips are covered with a fine white wool resembling an old man’s beard. The scientific name, Pilosocereus Royenii, is native to the Caribbean and Mexico's Yucatán Peninsula. It is the most common cactus found in the Turks and Caicos Islands. Appropriately, it is also referred to as the Pipe Organ Cactus.

Start planning your vacations now.



Wednesday, January 8, 2014

The Cheesiest Blog of the Year

Let's get the jokes out of the way first. Kraft has been making Velveeta for 86 years, which seems like a long time, but not as long as its shelf life. The label states that Velveeta is a "pasteurized processed cheese food," so that we know it is actually made to be eaten. Velveeta can be used as caulk in an emergency.

Called "liquid gold" by some, and things less charitable by others, Velveeta gets a bad rap (strange considering that the foil wrap encasing the loaves are made to withstand radioactive fallout). My theory has always been that people who turn up their snooty noses at Velveeta, were never treated as kids to a melty, toasty Velveeta grilled cheese sandwich, backyard grilled burgers with a thick slab of Velveeta on top, or a bubbling casserole of Velveeta mac and cheese.

For Velveeta's 60th anniversary, Bradford Williams and Kathy Weber of the Ketchum Public Relations Agency stated, "We knew that once we started to take Velveeta too seriously - once we started grouping Velveeta with the great cheeses of France - we were going to be in trouble."

Ya think!

And when it comes to fancy French cheeses, I know whereof I speak. For many years I was a cheesemonger in an upscale wine and gourmet grocery shop. On any given day I handled heart-stopping triple cream bries, eighty pound wheels of Parmigiano-Reggiano, blue cheeses aged in moldy Spanish caves, and $45 dollar per pound cheddars that crackled when you bit into them. I was trained to pair cheeses with hundreds of wines from around the world. I put together cheese trays for official functions, and recommended dinner party dessert plates of cheeses, fruits and nuts.

But invariably every customer who approached the cheese counter would ask me, 'What's your favorite cheese?' and I would invariably answer, 'Velveeta!'

Which brings me to the point of this story. Just in time for the NFL Playoffs and America's national holiday - Super Bowl Sunday - Kraft Foods announced that there will be a shortage of Velveeta! It is already being called the "Velveetapocalypse" in the mainstream news media.

The shortage was first reported by Advertising Age after a few stores on the East Coast reported running low on the product. One Brooklyn-area employee told Ad Age that the store wasn't expecting shipments again until February due to a plant issue.

[I checked the list of ingredients, but couldn't find any plants.]

However as soon as I read the story, if you'll pardon the pun, I smelled a rat. This is best summed up by a comment posted anonymously on Reddit, under the thread, "Velveeta's fake product shortage and why the news SUCKS BAD":
This stunt is the ultimate proof imo [in my opinion] that rather than news gathering, these "news" bozos simply read press releases as they come in. 
Velveeta says "we don't know why but we have a shortage" and it turns out it's available everywhere but only in the larger size. 
And this, today, passes for national "news".
But to test your skepticism even further, I found the following recipe. I suggest that if you can find any Velveeta before the big game, forego the obsequious nachos and go for this fudgy, gooey dessert instead.

Velveeta Fudge

INGREDIENTS:
1 cup (2 sticks) butter, softened
8 ounces Velveeta, cubed
1 1/2 pounds confectioners' sugar, about 5 cups unsifted
1/2 cup unsweetened cocoa
2 teaspoons vanilla extract
2 cups coarsely chopped pecans or walnuts

PREPARATION:
In a large saucepan over medium heat, heat butter and cheese cubes together, stirring frequently; remove from heat. Sift together confectioners' sugar and cocoa; add to cheese, mixing well. Stir in vanilla and nuts. Turn into a 9x9x2-inch pan; chill until firm and cut into squares. Makes about 3 pounds.

According to Ad Age, Kraft Foods Group is “grappling with a Velveeta shortage just as the dip season kicks into full gear.”

I couldn't have put it better myself.


Poster by Mel Ramos