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Jan 302010
 

On May 31, Scott Roeder walked into a church where Dr. Tiller was attending services with his family. In front of the entire congregation, he shot Tiller in the forehead at point-blank range.

Yesterday, Roeder was convicted.

The jury deliberated for just 37 minutes before finding Scott Roeder, 51, of Kansas City, Mo., guilty of premeditated, first-degree murder for putting a gun to the forehead of Dr. George Tiller on May 31 and pulling the trigger.”

Roader faces life in prison, with the possibility for parole in 25 years—unless the prosecutor can push for 50. I wish her luck.

 

The General Medical Council has ruled that Dr. Wakefield “failed in his duties as a responsible consultant.”

Wakefield, for those who don’t remember, was the doctor who published a paper on possible connections between the MMR vaccine, inflamatory bowel disease, and autism. Although his paper admitted there was no definite link, Wakefield publicly recommended that parents refrain from getting the combined MMR vaccine because it increased their child’s risk of autism.

Immediately afterwards, the numbers of children getting vaccinated plummeted on both sides of the Atlantic, with a corresponding increase in measles.

His conclusion, and the basis for this entire uproar, was based on case studies of eight children. Eight children is hardly a significant percentage of the children receiving the vaccine.

He subjected the children to invasive tests that were not necessary, sometimes without the permission or knowledge of their parents. At his son’s birthday party he paid the visiting children £5 to let him take a sample of their blood.

Shortly before his paper was published, he filed a patent for a vaccine to treat measles and inflammatory bowel disease. Can you say conflict of interest?

Wakefield also received funding from a lawyer who was looking for evidence to sue the makers of the MMR vaccine on behalf of parents with autistic children. Nope, no conflict of interest there, either.

That the GMC has found Wakefield guilty of unapproved and unnecessary invasive tests, including spinal taps, on young children, is the most damning indictment possible. The findings of failure to declare financial interest are a secondary consideration.

Wakefield may lose his license, and deservedly so. I suppose it’s too much to hope that now Jenny McCarthy will shut the fuck up. Wingnuts have never let little things like objective fact cloud their opinions.

 

Twain letter

Nov. 20. 1905

J. H. Todd
1212 Webster St.
San Francisco, Cal.

Dear Sir,

Your letter is an insoluble puzzle to me. The handwriting is good and exhibits considerable character, and there are even traces of intelligence in what you say, yet the letter and the accompanying advertisements profess to be the work of the same hand. The person who wrote the advertisements is without doubt the most ignorant person now alive on the planet; also without doubt he is an idiot, an idiot of the 33rd degree, and scion of an ancestral procession of idiots stretching back to the Missing Link. It puzzles me to make out how the same hand could have constructed your letter and your advertisements. Puzzles fret me, puzzles annoy me, puzzles exasperate me; and always, for a moment, they arouse in me an unkind state of mind toward the person who has puzzled me. A few moments from now my resentment will have faded and passed and I shall probably even be praying for you; but while there is yet time I hasten to wish that you may take a dose of your own poison by mistake, and enter swiftly into the damnation which you and all other patent medicine assassins have so remorselessly earned and do so richly deserve.

Adieu, adieu, adieu!

Mark Twain

Jan 202010
 

Sent in queries to a couple of likely-looking jobs on Craigslist. Got the same reply back from both, with only the signature changed. Both wanted me to go fill out their “online application.” Neither one gave any specific information about the company, just vague burblings about what a great place it was to work. Neither the job ads nor the signature line included a company name.

I don’t know about the other areas of CraigsList, but I’d estimate at least a quarter of the jobs in their accounting/finance section are scammers trolling for marks.

If I could shoot electricity through the internet and fry the bastards, I would.

Thread Drift IRL

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Jan 172010
 

The Director was supposed to be in bed, but somehow we’d all gotten into an interesting discussion and lost track of time.

Over an hour past his bedtime, I wondered aloud, “How did we go from talking about you cleaning your room, to manufacturing in China and its relationship to U.S. history?”

No wonder it’s so hard to get him to bed. He hates to miss the interesting stuff.

Jan 162010
 

Alpha Geek: Hey, Artist, is there anything you want to do today?

Artist: I dunno. Go flying? Go shooting?

Alpha Geek: Can you think of anything more expensive?

Artist: Go to China?

Alpha Geek: I guess you can.

Jan 132010
 

(Tutorial on how to use a new product):

“…an in-prompt to video…”

This is why you should have an English geek proofread your copy before you launch your site. It looked okay otherwise but I had to leave at this point because my eyes started bleeding.

 

Marchesa on the couch

I think she’s feeling at home now.

Jan 112010
 

Spent three hours at the dentist, getting molds taken and having my problematic molars drilled. Now I’ve got on two temporary crowns.

She gave me two doses of anesthetic on the left, and three on the right. (I have a great dentist. She starts off slowly, frequently asking how I’m doing—at the first flinch she stopped and got more Novacaine.)

On the way home I stopped for ibuprofen for when the happy juice wears off. For now, though, I can’t feel anything at all in my lower jaw.

My mouth is dry. I keep trying to lick my lips, and missing.

Jan 102010
 

Alpha Geek: Push this slider on the left to increase throttle, then tip it to steer left and right or up and down.

Bertha: That’s pretty neat.

Alpha Geek: “Pretty neat?” Look at the level of detail in the graphics!

Bertha: I’m not quite sure what to do with it.

Alpha Geek: Everybody says they’re not sure what to do with it. I don’t understand why people aren’t more impressed that I have a fully-functioning flight simulator on my phone.

Bertha: How do I go faster?

Alpha Geek: Dive.

(On the nearby couch, The Director started giggling.)

Bertha: Wheeee!

Alpha Geek: And it’s a good flight simulator. The physics are very realistic.

Bertha: I just did a loop-the-loop!

Alpha Geek: In a Cessna 172?! How did you do that without crashing?

Bertha: Maybe not completely realistic.

The Director cracked up.

Jan 062010
 

Last week when I asked Devant if he wanted some of the stir-fry I’d made, he said “Shouldn’t we wait for Alpha Geek?”

“There’s no telling how late he’ll be,” I responded.

“You should make him call you when he’s going to be late coming home,” Devant opined.

I chuckled at that. “How, exactly, would I enforce that?”

He didn’t know either, and the conversation moved to other things.

A few days later I mentioned the discussion to Alpha Geek, who had an answer to the question.

“You’d enforce it by nagging me, of course.”

“I don’t think that would work.”

“Not at first. But if you kept at it we’d both be miserable and it would eventually work.”

“That’s not the kind of relationship I want with you.”

“That’s why you don’t do it. But if you did do it, we’d both be miserable and eventually I’d start calling when I was going to be late.”

So not worth it.

Idol Chatter

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Jan 052010
 

We were watching TV last night, and an ad for American Idol came on.

Me: Is that still on? I thought it would’ve died out by now.

Alpha Geek: No, it’s been the number one show in America year after year after year.

Me: I’ve never actually seen it. Maybe I should watch it just to see what all the fuss is about.

Alpha Geek: THAT’S HOW THEY GET YOU.

 

Taking a page from Havi’s book—about a year ago she wrote a personal ad for a house. And now she’s in a space that she loves. So I figure, why the hell not?

Behold, my personal ad for a job:

ARE YOU MY SPECIAL SOMETHING?

Me: Hard-working, creative, intelligent. College education, varied work history. I have a lot of eclectic skills to bring to the table, and I learn fast. I don’t mind doing shit work once in a while, but I don’t want shit work to be all I ever do. I hate talking on the phone.

You: Challenging, rewarding, room for growth. A flexible schedule allowing me to take college classes would be ideal. (What classes? Who knows? I’m interested in just about everything.) Co-workers optional. Teeming hordes of people I have to interact with, even if they’re abusive jerks: No. Just no. Retail sales is right out.

I’ve played the field with jobs in the past, but now I’m ready to settle down and commit. Are you the career that’s looking for me?

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