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From Sancho Panza yesterday:
Hey, Don Q, I see that you found a new Dulcinea to fight for! Sloan Young, Sloan Old, first and last… a knight errand incarnate… no need to write any goddamned nonfiction book… your life is a novella and we are all privy, in real time, to the living chapters as they unfold… thanks to the fertile, implacable… sometimes ethereal, pen of yours! I can feel the power of a new adventure filling you with resolve… march on, my friend.
My Dulcinea had herself an unfun time today in the clutches of her public defender …. I’m hesitant to call him a lawyer, just yet … who knew her case was set for a hearing up on Plantation Key, about and hour and a half drive up US 1, on a good-traffic day, from Key West, and he didn’t tell her, or the court, ahead of time that he had too many cases to handle today, so he would need her case passed over until latish May, I think it was decided between him and the judge, while Kari sat there in the courtroom unable to say anything, or ask any questions, after being shackled and hauled up there last night in a prisoner van, to spend the night up there in the pokey, at no telling what all extra cost to the Sheriff Department, all avoidable by the alleged public defender telling Kari, the Sheriff Department and the judge ahead of time that he was not prepared to represent Kari today, so could the case be continued for his convenience, and Kari be not hauled all the way there, for the Sheriff Department and the taxpayers’ inconvenience. I imagine had Kari known what her alleged lawyer was up to, she would have squawked when she was in court and the judge was in hearing distance, that she wanted to plead guilty and get on with it, hopefully, being allowed to enter the JIP inmate rehab/return to society program in the main jail on Stock Island, where Kari has been for nearly 2 weeks since turning herself in for violating her probation, by drinking, which her probation did not allow her to do. Also complicating the fun, the judge who was supposed to be there today, was sickly, and he was the judge to whom Kari had written, at her probation officer’s request, to ask to be put into the JIP program. The judge who was there today maybe knew nothing about Kari’s letter to the other judge. Her alleged lawyer knew about it, though. I told Kari, back in redneck Alabama, if a lawyer did what Kari’s alleged lawyer did leading up to today, and today, the judge would have chewed that lawyer’s ass out in the courtroom, in front of his client, God, and everyone in the courtroom. And the judge would have asked that lawyer’s client if she had anything to say, hoping she would say something which would help the judge expedite her case, and save the Sheriff more time and trouble, and the taxpayers more expense. Kari says she doesn’t even know what all her options might be, and she doesn’t think her alleged lawyer knows, either. I told her several times to fire him and let the court know she had done that, and that she wanted to represent herself, so she and the judge could speak about her case and get it moving ahead. Tonight, on the telephone, she said, ‘Something’s rotten in Denmark,” and she’s so mad at her lawyer, that’s she’s going to keep him as her lawyer, and by the time she gets through with him, he’s going to wish he’d never heard of her, and maybe he will know something about being a lawyer. Never a dull moment in stabbing at windmills. Never a dull moment. Oh, yeah, and the JIP program might last a year. And Kari might not get credit for it, against her sentence. And she might be sent to prison for 3 years. And that’s why she needs to talk with the judge, so he can tell her what all she might be facing. And, this is the second time she was taken up there in shackles, the first time was before I met her, on another probation violation over her drinking, and the judge she was supposed to see, with whom she had been in contact, was not there, and a Key West judge was there instead. The missing judge that day was the judge there today. The judge not there today was the judge who handled the end of Kari’s child custody case, and because she was an alcoholic, he gave custody of her and her ex’s young daughter to her ex, even though there was testimony in the record, by a licensed mental health practitioner up that way, that the child had revealed during a private meeting with the therapist that she took showers with her father and touched his penis. The judge ordered a medical exam of the very young girl, to see if she still had her hymen. Kari said the medical doctor would not let Kari be in the examining room, where her daughter was hollering that they were examining her. But the medical doctor let the girl’s father and his new girlfriend be in the examining room. I don’t think I ever could match such as this with a novel. Although I did try to make a pretty fair run at it in HEAVY WAIT, A Strange Tale. Amazon.com has it in trade paperback and kindle, it’s in Spanish at amazon.com.es. Whew!, Sancho. You come back into my life and the flames leapt up. I guess you like BBQ. D.Q.
Sancho also sent yesterday, I added the pic:
Coca-Cola and PepsiCo Agree to Remove Flame Retardant Chemical from Their Products?
Don’t expect this to be a big win for people… this is just like with the artificial sweeteners fiasco, where as soon as there is enough bad publicity about one type of sugar substitute they come up with another innocent sounding concoction to take it’s place… what’s the safe alternative for soft drink addicts? WTF knows… If you are thirsty, drink water… we are not frigging insects! Besides, bromine is endemic to the packaged food industry, specially baked goods, so if you eat the typical modern diet of convenience, cheap, fast foods… you’re screwed, period, end of story!
Your thyroid controls your metabolism… just look around and see how fat, people are getting, not just here, but in every country where people become exposed to these endocrine disruptive chemicals… not to mention all the antibiotics used on farm animals to make them fat… all the garbage they give to these CAFO animals wind up disrupting our native gut flora… and you all know what happens when we mess with Microbio-Mamma! *:D big grin
Speaking of being screwed, I saw in the TV “News”, this morning, that even Doctor OZ,(Oprah’s protege) is feeling the wrath of the GMO Gods/Devils for speaking out against them… imagine that, how dare he take the side of the thinking public for wanting to know what’s in their food? Why would anybody want a label to let them choose between GMO or non-GMO altered foods?
Anyway, here is the story on bromine and how it affects iodine up take… similar in effect as when people become insulin resistant and even though there is plenty of insulin, none gets used because the receptors are desensitized(syndrome X, type II diabetes)… in this case, excess bromine blocks iodine intake at the receptor level!
- Increased cancer risk: Iodine deficiency can increase your risk for cancers of the thyroid gland, breast,13 ovary, and prostate as a result of “bromide dominance”14
- Infertility: One animal study found that rats receiving one percent BVO in their feed suffered impaired fertility, and at two percent, they became completely infertile15
- Psychological/psychiatric problems: Because bromine is a central nervous system depressant, it can produce acute paranoia, psychosis, and other types of mental illness. In an audio interview, physician Jorge Flechas reported that between 1920 and 1960, at least 20 percent of all hospital admissions for “acute paranoid schizophrenia” were a result of common bromine exposure16
- Skin rashes and lesions (bromoderma tuberosum): Severe acne, folliculitis, papules, pustules, and other skin eruptions17
- Miscellaneous other problems: Fatigue, anorexia, abdominal pain, metallic taste, and cardiac arrhythmias (triggered by iodine depletion)18
Coca-Cola and PepsiCo Agreed to Remove Brominated Veg…
Coca-Cola and PepsiCo both agreed to remove brominated vegetable oil when public pressure to remove BVO was suddenly fueled by a 2012 petition.
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I replied to Sancho:
Now, let’s see. This is some kind of troll bait with a built-in (encrypted) homing signal beaming into the basement of Homeland Security waiting to send out its men in black to drag me, or anyone, who further disseminates this treasonous propaganda, by the ass, or the short hairs, before the latest House Committee on UnAmerican Activities, where we are segregated by sex, age, weight, skin color, religious persuasion, ethnic genetics, and shipped in box cars on night trains to various pharmaceutical concentration camps, where various experiments with cobalt, bromine, plutonium and kryptonite are done on us guinea pigs, to learn whether or not we can be mutated so we don’t need anything to eat or drink but the pharmaceutical companies’ manufactured chemical concoctions, all part and parcel of sending us chemicalized, sort of kin to bionic, slaves into space to mine asteroids for rare and valuable minerals.
But then, perhaps there is yet another possibility the pharmaceutical companies, Homeland Security and the religious folks have not yet given their full due consideration:
I submitted this comment under the main article provided by my vicious van dweller criminal friend Victor:
SLOAN BASHINSKY April 22, 2015 at 6:18 pm Your comment is awaiting moderation.
I personally have seen an extraterrestrial space craft operating above me in broad daylight, making maneuvers and doing things with a cloud which no Earthling air ship or rocket could do. But that’s perhaps an aside. I have seen and been spoken to and have spoken to supernatural beings who/which do not need or use manufactured vehicles to get around and who are not bound/limited by Earthling science, such as, hmmm, the speed of light. I am run by these angels, ongoing. It started, dramatically, in early 1987, with a visitation and them telling me, briefly, what lay ahead for me: I would be pushed to my limits. No way I can prove any of it by human methods. I don’t need to prove it for me. The angels, and my own two eyes and ears and senses, including my physical, emotional and soul senses, proved it to me beyond any doubt, beyond any belief. Where does that leave Earthling science and religions? For me, it leaves them in the wading pool, or perhaps still on the steps leading down into the wading pool. The angels tell me, human beings were seeded here. They did not evolve from monkeys here. The Pleiadeans were in on it. But they were not alone. This is an experimental planet. The minders are farming it and human beings in ways Earthling science cannot grok, nor imagine. Not likely Earthlings will be permitted star travel, as violent and destructive as they are. Perhaps their stint on this planet is running out of time. The Earthling soul survives physical death. Many species are like that in the creation.
The Seven Sisters, aka the Plieades
Consciousness is a bitch!
A true lover of wisdom has hands too busy to hold on to anything! He learns by doing and every pebble in the path becomes her teacher! Oink
and then you die?
Syndicated editorial in today’s Key West Citizen (www.keysnews.com), my thoughts in pics:
Thursday, April 23, 2015
Granny get your gun if you want to become president of the US
The most famous woman on the planet has a confounding problem. She can’t figure out how to campaign as a woman.
In 2008, Hillary Clinton took advice from two men — Bill Clinton and Mark Penn — and campaigned like a man. Worried about proving she could be commander in chief, Hillary scrubbed out the femininity, vulnerability and heart, in image and issues, that were anathema to Penn. Consciously tamping down the humor and warmth in Hillary and playing up the muscularity and bellicosity, her strategist modeled Hillary on Iron Lady Margaret Thatcher.
“In analyzing the current situation, regardless of the sex of the candidates, most voters in essence see the presidents as the ‘father’ of the country,” Penn wrote in a memo. “They do not want someone who would be the first mama, especially in this kind of world.”
Trying to project swagger, she followed her husband’s advice and voted to authorize the Iraq War without bothering to read the unpersuasive National Intelligence Estimate — a move that she now surely knows helped cost her the election. Bill Clinton’s philosophy after 9/11, as Jeff Gerth and Don Van Natta Jr. reported in their book, “Her Way,” was encapsulated in what he told a group of Democrats in 2003: “When people feel uncertain, they’d rather have someone who’s strong and wrong than somebody who’s weak and right.”
Hillary followed this maxim on the day of the war vote in the Senate when, as Gerth wrote last year in ProPublica, she “went further than any other Democratic senator — and aligned herself with President Bush — by accusing Saddam Hussein of giving ‘aid, comfort and sanctuary to terrorists, including al-Qaida.’” Gerth asserts that Clinton’s aversion to the subject of Iraq kept her from engaging fully as the nation’s top diplomat during the period when Iraq was crumbling and the Islamic State was rising.
Hillary saw the foolishness of acting like a masculine woman defending the Iraq invasion after she fell behind to a feminized man denouncing it. After losing Iowa and watching New Hampshire slip away to the tyro, Barack Obama, Hillary cracked. She misted up, talking to a group of voters in New Hampshire when a woman asked her how she kept going, while staying “upbeat and so wonderful.”
Her aides thought the flash of tears would be a disaster, that she would seem weak. But it was a triumph because she seemed real. As The Washington Post’s Dan Balz wrote in his campaign book, it “let a glimmer of her humanity peek through.”
Hillary always overcorrects. Now she has zagged too far in the opposite direction, presenting herself as a sweet, docile granny in a Scooby van, so self-effacing she made only a cameo in her own gauzy, demographically pandering presidential campaign announcement video and mentioned no issues on her campaign’s website.
In her Iowa round tables, she acted as though she were following dating tips from 1950s advice columnists to women trying to “trap” a husband: listen a lot, nod a lot, widen your eyes, and act fascinated with everything that’s said. A clip posted on her campaign Facebook page showed her sharing the story of the day her granddaughter was born with some Iowa voters, basking in estrogen as she emoted about the need for longer paid leave for new mothers: “You’ve got to bond with your baby. You’ve got to learn how to take care of the baby.”
She and her fresh team of No-Drama ex-Obama advisers think that this humility tour will move her past the hilarious caricature by Kate McKinnon on “Saturday Night Live” of Hillary as a manipulative, clawing robot who has coveted the role as leader of the free world for decades. But isn’t there a more authentic way for Hillary to campaign as a woman — something between an overdose of testosterone and an overdose of estrogen, something between Macho Man and Humble Granny?
Tina Fey and Amy Poehler showed the way in 2008, deploring the sexism against Hillary and hailing her as the unapologetically tough chick. It was a precursor to her cool “Don’t mess with me” Tumblr meme, showing her with dark glasses serenely checking her BlackBerry on a military plane.
“Bitches get stuff done,” Fey proclaimed in a “Weekend Update” segment on “Saturday Night Live” that ended with, “Bitch is the new black.”
In one skit, Amy as Hillary described how she would battle Big Oil: “It’s going to take a fighter, not a talker, someone who is aggressive enough and relentless enough and demanding enough to take them on. Someone so annoying, so pushy, so grating, so bossy and shrill, with a personality so unpleasant, that at the end of the day the special interests will have to go ‘Enough! We give up! Life is too short to deal with this awful woman! Just give her what she wants so she’ll shut up and leave us in peace.’ And I think the American people will agree, that someone is me.”
As she hits the trail again, Hillary is a blur of competing images, a paean to the calibrated, artful and generic, a low-key lady who doesn’t stand for anything except low-keyness. She has seen, over and over, that overcorrecting can be self-defeating for her and parlous to the nation, but she keeps doing it.
Let’s hope that the hokey Chipotle Granny will give way to the cool Tumblr Chick in time to teach her Republican rivals — who are coming after her with every condescending, misogynist, distorted thing they’ve got — that bitch is still the new black.
Maureen Dowd is a syndicated columnist with The New York Times.
In yesterday’s Keynoter (www.keysnet.com), my thoughts in bold italics:
Keys’ first two major canal cleanups now under way
BY KEVIN WADLOW
April 22, 2015
A major Key Largo canal restoration project puts material in while a Big Pine Key canal project will take it out.
Different canal systems have different problems, says Rhonda Haag, who oversees Monroe County’s $5 million pilot program to improve water quality in Keys canals.
At Sexton Cove Canal 29, off mile marker 106 in Key Largo, a crew from Adventure Environmental Inc. continues a months-long effort to place dirt and rocks into an over-dredged waterway.
One crane lifts fill onto a special conveyor belt that carries the material to a barge, where a second crane moves the fill to the water.
The canal, about 225 yards long, has depths that range from 20 to 34 feet — far too deep to maintain water quality in a canal with little tidal flow.
“Below the surface, yellow-colored water maintains [low-oxygen] conditions and elevated levels of hydrogen sulfide” that limit the life that can flourish, says a project summary.
Hmmm, this wee problem never occurred to county officials when this canal, and canals like it, were first dug? Hmmm, this solution will be used with all those other canals?
The $1.36 million demonstration project aims to backfill the canal to shallower depths “to promote flushing and reduce [or] eliminate stratification,” the unwanted layer of stagnant water.
Previous scientific studies “have indicated that approximately only the upper 6 feet of the canals will naturally flush in the shallow Keys nearshore environment,” the summary says.
Hmmm, doesn’t that mean every canal in the Keys was dug too deep, and they all need to be filled in to reduce their depth to 6 feet? Or, how about just filling them in all the way, and getting rid of the problem altogether?
The Sexton Cove project, between Bunting Drive and Pigeon Drive, is the most ambitious canal-restoration effort so far undertaken by Monroe County. It is expected to finish in June, Haag said.
The county’s restoration projects were launched in 2013 to find effective techniques for improving water quality in more than 100 Keys canal systems considered to have significant environmental problems.
??? Back when this first was being discussed by the County Commission three or so years ago, wasn’t it said there were 500 distressed canals in the Florida Keys. Doesn’t common sense and love for Mother Nature say, fill in all the canals, everything else is stopgap, or less. We all know it ain’t smart to mess with Mother Nature.
The handful of demonstration projects may help secure millions of dollars from Deepwater Horizon fines dedicated to environmental improvements, county commissioners said.
Millions ain’t near enough, $500 millions might be enough. Assess each property on a canal the cost of filling in that property’s pro rata part of the canal, just like each property owner was assessed for central sewer and required to get rid of a septic tank or cess pit. Perhaps alternatively, require all canal property owners to do what my gracious host on Cudjoe Key did. He installed a bubble maker in the canal at his dock. The bubble maker aerates his pro-rata part of the canal.
A new project estimated to cost just over $2 million will use a vacuum dredge to remove decayed vegetation from the bottom of two Big Pine Key canals.
County commissioners reviewed plans for the project at their April 15 meeting in Key West.
“Due to persistent currents and wind direction, a thick weed wrack becomes entrapped in the canal and sinks to the bottom where it decays,” a county report says.
“As the seaweed decomposes, oxygen is consumed, leaving the canal in an uninhabitable condition” for sea grasses and fish. Nearby residents also may notice the pungent smell of hydrogen sulfide.
A barge-mounted vacuum will remove bottom sediment from a 400-yard canal between Witters Lane and Bailey Lane, and a 200-yard canal between Avenues I and J. The “wet slurry” from the canal bottom will be taken to a container for drying.
Some of the dehydrated material could be used for fill on the golf course at Marathon’s Florida Keys Country Club. Other material that slightly exceeds state standards for arsenic and copper will be trucked to a landfill upstate.
When dredging is complete, a 6-inch layer of sand will be placed on the bottom to provide a base for natural sea life.
So, when the sea grasses fill in this canal again, the sea grasses will be removed again. Same with all other canals like this canal. Brilliant!