Doctors, the government, and Chuck Norris

August 14, 2017

I’ve always been leary of doctors, bankers, and lawyers for
a multitude of reasons. Now our government is on the list thanks
to Chuck Norris. I’ve been a fan of Mr. Norris since I saw him
in “Way of the Dragon”.

I’ve always felt bankers expect you to jump through hoops to
get a loan you know you can handle, lawyers want a ton of money
regardless of whether they win or lose your case, and some
doctors are more like dictators. Government is on the list as
I learn more. For the purpose of this post we’ll concentrate on
the medical profession and Chuck Norris.

Bear with me and it may just make sense. As someone who has
had many x-rays, MRIs, Cat scans and other tests done over the
years I have questions those in the medical profession don’t
like to hear. How many of us, in the beginning of the MRI
process have been told a dye may have to put in our bodies so
the MRI will highlight whatever bodily part they want to see?

I always ask if these things are harmful and am told no. Turns
out that’s not entirely true. And Chuck Norris’s wife had one
done, with the dye, had a serious reaction, and almost died!
Turns out the dye contains Gadolinium. It is a rare earth metal
and like other rare earth metals has fluorescent properties.

Still with me? Now I don’t know about you, but I do want any
heavy metals running trough my bloodstream for any reason. This
junk can end up in my brain? I have enough trouble thinking
without that happening.

If other countries question the use of this chemical why did
the FDA allow it to be used without serious study? To read his
article, and get a lot more information on the subject, go
here.

Enjoy our Monday even though it’s raining here on the east
coast of Iowa. We do need the rain.
Comments are always welcome.


We’ve gone crazy

August 13, 2017

Recent events have caused me to think of the state of our
current society and in all honesty I have to say too many of us
are crazier than an outhouse rat. Bear with me and I will try to
explain.

If I understand things correctly a white supremacist group
planned a demonstration and when word got out a counter group
organized a counter protest. At that point it would seem that
everything was as it should be.

Then came word both groups had helmets, weapons, and chemical
deterrents to the opposition. At that point, if one is honest
with themselves, it became a riot. We’ve heard talking heads
blame our president, the mayor, law enforcement, the white
supremacists, and the devil himself.

Throw in a guy in a car running over some of the counter
protesters and it’s a recipe for disaster. First off, the white
supremacists have every right to assemble peacefully as do the
the counter protesters. You may not like what they are saying
but they have the right to say it.

Please tell me how any of those getting blamed could have
stopped what happened. In a rational, educated society this
should not have happened. Said supremacists would have had their
little parade, met a planned destination, had their meeting,
and went home.

We can not mute one segment of our society because it offends
another segment. If what the group is saying offends you, don’t
go to their meetings! It seems to me that ones claiming the
supremacists are the fascists are the fascists.

This whole dividing our citizens has been planned and this
event is proof the plan is working. A state of emergency has
declared? If everyone would take a deep breath, read the laws
concerning assembly and follow them, this never would have
happened.

Grow a pair. Or better yet, grow up. That’s my opinion and
you’re welcome to yours.
Comments are always welcome.


Is curiosity dead?

August 8, 2017

As the moon came up through the trees last night I thought back
to our visit to the county fair and after talking with the man in
the moon he agreed the fair had changed since the last time we
attended.

When we walked through the livestock barns it became clear we
had the place to ourselves and the arena for the horse show was
placed so far back on the fairgrounds it could have been in a
different zip code. And again, not nearly as many spectators as
days gone by.

While meandering we saw majestic Belgian horses being led
into a trailer and quarter horses getting a workout with their
riders in the ring. We saw tigers, elephants, a wild animal
show, and even New Mexico duck racing. Yet the biggest crowds
could be found near the food vendors and amusement rides.

This country boy doesn’t get it. Have we gotten to the point
that snapping a cell phone picture of your child getting
strapped into the roller coaster more popular than teaching
said child about the world around us?

Now they could have went through the livestock barns and gazed
upon the horses and tractors before we arrived. And we did see
parents with children at a small wildlife show that brought
everything from armadillos to wolves onstage, but the numbers
were few.

I also know the rides are fun and the kids enjoy them, but how
many opportunities does one get to see a six-horse-hitch pull
a wagon and make it look easy? Has instant gratification taken
the place of curiosity in the children?

The man in the moon then informed me that you can’t take the
country out of the boy. He’s right because the simpler things
mean more to me.

Enjoy our tuesday. I’m leaving in a bit to visit with the
Antique Farmer and get his take on it.
Comments are always welcome.


I don’t get it

July 25, 2017

In the corner of my mind where empty boxes gather dust an idea
started and began to grow. As I lay down to have a nap this idea
took over and while the body was tired the brain was on high
alert. It got to the point I had to get up, make more coffee,
and try to reason things out.

The whole fiasco started yesterday after my brother stopped by
to show me his new Harley. When he was gone I cruised the
information highway and paused at a story about a 71 year old
man who died when he rolled his street rod. The short article
planted a seed and the comments heaped on the manure to help
it mature.

Back when I first started cruising the information highway
condolences to the family would out number comments of any
other kind. And there were a few of these, yet what surprised
me is the majority of comments were split between ‘it can be
fixed’ and ‘why wasn’t he wearing a seat belt?’

Has compassion and common courtesy died along with common
sense? This man was probably someones husband, father, grand
father, and brother yet the comments question his desire not
to have seat belts in his 40′ Ford.

The accident happened on a city street on a Sunday morning. I
noticed no comments about the possibility that he had a medical
issue that caused the wreck either.

If this is what our society has become, count me out. In the
first place all the safety equipment in the world won’t help
you if it’s your time to go. I would imagine his relatives
haven’t given much thought to the car. If he didn’t want seat
belts, it was his choice.

I guess this old redneck outlaw just doesn’t get it.

Enjoy our tuesday, it’s the last one we’ll get this month.
Comments are always welcome.


Stranger than fiction

April 21, 2017

I ran across a couple stories lately that had me shaking my
head. One was local and the other, regional. So let’s put my
thoughts out there and see what happens.

One of our Aldermen caused an uproar of sorts when he was
quoted saying the following “the homeless are bad for business”.
Or something close. Our local newspaper was outraged.

How could he say such a thing? How can he not feel sympathy
towards the downtrodden? Or words to that effect. Well, it
wasn’t that long ago we called them bums. Back when the
greatest generation was our age they didn’t mince words.

And whatever happened to freedom of speech? Today, just
because he says something others don’t like he gets put on the
10 most wanted list? I’d be willing to bet the writers from the
newspaper live nowhere near the area mentioned and wouldn’t
want the homeless congregating in their neighborhood either.

The other item concerns higher education in Wisconsin. At some
colleges they installed tampon dispensers in the mens bathrooms
in an effort to give equal treatment to all.

That got me so flustered I couldn’t talk, the wife laughing
so hard at my dilemma, it was crazy. This brought on a
discussion I never thought I’d have.

So I started with “there isn’t a man alive who needs tampons”.

The wife stated that a transgender man, who used to be a
woman, but hasn’t had the final operation would. Lord love a
duck.

So I countered “there isn’t a man alive who needs a tampon”.
During war time I supposed said sanitary items could be used
to stop heavy bleeding but I don’t believe Wisconsin has a war
on its college campuses.

I must be getting old. The more I follow the news the less I
understand. Enjoy our Friday, the weekend is upon us. Now I’m
making a thick salami sandwich to ease my suffering.
Comments are always welcome.


Of strange dreams

February 20, 2017

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I have to stop eating spicy foods before going to bed. I had a
dozen tacos, brushed my teeth, laid down and quickly drifted
off to dreamland. While the dreams are not rare this one was
a doozy.

In the dream the wife and I were in Idaho visiting our
youngest and his wife. We were at some fancy roaring 20s looking
hotel amidst several people dressed in period correct garb.
What didn’t fit was that the lobby had a hot tub smack dab in
the middle with nude people using it and getting their pictures
taken.

Then for some odd reason our son and myself went to find a
bathroom. Well, that’s where it got strange. For some reason
we ended up in the 2nd basement and after I lost sight of him
I turned a corner and ended up outside a church in northeast
Iowa. So, not knowing exactly where I was or how I got there,
I walked around until I found a bus depot.

There I purchased a ticket home thinking a call to Idaho once
I returned home would clear things up. And no, I don’t know
why I just didn’t use the phone in the bus depot. Around 3
hours later I was downtown in our hometown. So after a walk
up the hill I arrived home to find I didn’t have my house keys
on me.

I broke out a window to get in and replaced the broken one
with a good one just in time to hear Police cars screeching
to halt with sirens blaring. That was when I found out I had
no billfold and it must have went somewhere with the keys.

On the bright side, I did get to talk to the wife and our
son, from jail. Of course using my phone call to contact them
meant I stayed in jail until the hearing. And when it was over
we all laughed, except the wife. She wanted to know how I got
back to Iowa so fast.

Tonight, it’s midnight pizza. Those tacos were trying to tell
me something and I’m not pushing my luck. Enjoy our Monday,
it’s the first one of the work week.
Comments are always welcome.


Still here

January 3, 2017

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We’re at day 3 of the New Year, day 3.5 without home phone and broadband modem, and the first day I received a response from our service provider. They actually called to ask if I still wanted a tech to look at the problem! I thought I made my angst clear when I said I felt like ripping somebody’s heart out and feeding it to the dog.

At least our wireless connection is still working. Here on the east coast of Iowa, and much of the state, the January freeze has arrived. Not frigid, but wind chills to 8 below tonight. If we get snow it could mean lower temps before things thaw out.

A bonus is I actually got some spring cleaning done early in the office. If you’ve seen my office you know why it was needed. After said cleaning I could see all wires and connections from the wall, to the computer, and to the modem. All are in good shape and the connections are tight.

After yesterdays post all wires and connections outside were checked and they were all good also. So now we wait for someone to come over and tell us what I missed. We hope it’s soon. We thought bundling the Cable, phone, and internet would ensure less stress. As long as we continue to have wireless internet I will update until the problem is resolved. I may even learn how to use this laptop.

Enjoy the 3rd day of the new year and those that follow. Now I’m going to make more coffee so I can stare at the seemingly good components in an attempt to shame them into working.
Comments are always welcome.