31 October 2014
0919 hrs
I
saw a kid with Down’s Syndrome this morning.
He said, -Hi, so I said –Hi, and then he said, -I love you.
His
mother- I assume that’s what she was- admonished him: -Remember, we don’t say
that anymore. I told her, -That’s okay .
. . if he loves everybody then it evens out my own hatred for everybody.
` That
seems fair.
Well, Patient Reader . . . Here
we go again:
What the motherfuck? Are we seriously this screwed up?
So the
Canaanites and Israelites are at it (still?) again. Mahmoud Abbas said that
Israel's closing of the Temple Mount, AKA Haram-al-Sharif, to Palestinians is
an act of war. Not to be ironic but, what the Jesus is NOT considered an act of
war in illegally-occupied Palestine?
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By the way . . . Can you tell me which ones of these women are Hot Israeli Women and which are Hot Palestinian Women?
Remember,
Patient Reader, that Israel is the occupying force, not Palestine. They invaded
the territory in 1948 after most of the developed countries involved in World
War II, horrified and weary of that crazy Hitler's invasion of
Czechoslovakia
and then Poland, determined that the current geographic and political borders
at the time will be forever resolute.
(As a side note, I truly wonder if
the US would commit a substantial military effort as a NATO member should there
be renewed unrest in Europe today, as there is no oil to speak of in France.
But that's a topic best saved for another time.)
So Israel
is born, and America and Britain, saying but three years earlier, "Never
again . . ." Sit by and tacitly approve.
So the
place where Muhammad ascended to Heaven, which is Islam's third-holiest site
and is also the site of the rebuilt Solomon's Temple that was razed by the
Romans (for the second time- the Babylonians did it first) in the first century- the Western Wall being the only part that remains,
is now off limits to the people that have been there and stayed there for oh, perhaps
ten thousand years.
(Of course all you dipshit, sister-fucking Repub christians out there disagree with me because god gave the land to the Jews, not the Arabs . . . and Jebus won't come back until Zion is returned . . . blah blah FUCKING blah).
So all
you crazy bastards, and I say that not in some ghastly Anti-Semitic manner that
is the war cry of the century, but as a misanthrope; as I hate you humans one and
all (except for you, Patient Reader; I know that you good folk are the only
reason the world matters. The world is a terrible place and worth fighting
for), well . . . for the rest of you, Y'all just go ahead and kill yourselves off.
Understand,
I say the same thing about Catholics and Protestants, Hindus and the
counterintuitively violent Buddhists of South Asia, and the same thing to
Guatemalans and Hondurans and Mexicans who all find the need to kill one
another. I say the same thing to New Yorkers and Texans and Floridians who
shoot one another dead. Maybe if enough of you eliminate yourselves from our
already fragile gene pool, then the shots will no longer ring out at night and
I can finally motherfucking get a good night's sleep. Fuck!
Om. Om.
Om.
So now
what the fuck with Ebola, my favorite subject as of late? Why are we going against science and locking
away and quarantining people unnecessarily?
I'll tell
you: it's the same reason our representatives voted away our rights with the
Patriot Act; the same reason that the war criminals of the Bush Administration,
including the top men, President Dick Cheney and VP Karl Rove and the Secretary
of the Confused State, George Dubya.
The same
reason camps like Manzanar existed in the early forties, when Roosevelt
famously said, "There is nothing to fear but Fear itself, oh yeah, and a
bunch of slant-eyed Americans that had nothing to do with Pearl Harbor-they
just look different and therefore ARE different which really means
inferior." Yeah, news editors cut that down to a more manageable mouthful.
The reason? Well, FEAR. Sorry, Franklin but you were so wrong. There is something to fear . . . somethings, as a matter of fact: the Unknown
. . . Change . . . Pussy- it's such a mysterious and magical creature, right?
Like a unicorn or a compassionate Republican.
It is at
least somewhat heartening to see how we as a species have progressed and
evolved since then. How the last seventy years have allowed us to become a
tolerant society, and how we have never judged another by his or her appearance
again . . .
Oh wait. That wasn't us. Son of a
bitch.
So it's
fear that tells us to forget science. Forget that we know there is a 21-day
incubation period for Ebola, and that patients are not contagious while they
are asymptomatic.
Forget
that we know how to prevent getting infected ourselves. Forget that washing our
hands with hot soapy water is step number one, and always the most important.
See, we touch our faces nearly 3000 times a day. That's three times a minute;
90 times an hour; 16 hours a day. . .
I'm not talking about splashing
hot water and a squirt of soap and rinsing it all off. You don't even have to
use that bullshit antibacterial soap, either. Anti AB soap is way the wrong
stuff for viruses, anyway- remember?
Nope,
regular old Ivory soap and the hottest H2O you can stand. And you can't just
hover hunched over the sink rubbing your hands together. Turn the water off (to
save water and to not feel so rushed to rinse). Wash your hands, wrists,
fingers, fingertips, nails and under your nails thoroughly. That whole thing
about singing the alphabet song to time yourself is a good one, as long as you
go a little slowly. Turn the water on again, wash the faucet hand again and
then turn the faucet off with a paper towel or equivalent. Dry your
mothereffing hands.
If you're in a public restroom,
use the automatic door opener or a paper towel to open the door.
Why? I'll fucking tell you why.
All of us
humans carry a nasty bug called Staphylococcus Aureus. Ever hear of a staph
infection? That's the "staph"
in staph infection.
So we
humans carry these critters- every one of us- and we carry them where it's nice
and warm and moist. Like inside our nasal passages. And by our Naughty Bits.
Yes, we carry staph in our
groins. In our pubic area where warmth and moisture kinda make it all worthwhile. Know what I'm saying?
Ordinarily, the rest of our biota down there keeps the evil bugs in check. But every once in a while, we get a little run down, or the outside of us is better prepared for staph than the inside of us, where something such as an open sore, scratch or the like introduce it internally. If our immune systems are not up to snuff at these times, then . . . well, hilarity ensues. Flesh-eating bacteria . . . MRSA (Methicillin-Resistant Staphylococcus Aureus- the really bad shit . . .).
So think
of some fucking scuzzbucket who handles his junk, all the while smearing his
own brand of staph all over those hands that have been doing who the fuck knows
what else, then just zips it up, straightens his shirt, and grabs that door
handle.
Then
think about what happens next- your nice, clean, good-smelling hands grabbing
dude's junk bugs. Then think about touching your face three times a minute.
There you go. Now you get me.
Another
good rule to follow? If it’s wet and did
not originate from one of your own orifices, don’t touch it. Pretty basic, right? You’d be surprised. Maybe.
Anyway,
because we are afraid, we forget our wits. We lose touch with our science; we
forget that we are the only species that has figured a lot of this out. We revert to the lissencephaly that makes
crocodiles flee thunder.
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Science!
We
isolate those who have treated patients with Ebola, whether they show symptoms
of exposure or not. We point at and vilify anyone who has seen an Ebola patient
in person, whether they are symptomatic or not.
The
recent story of the nurse in Maine who said, -Fuck you, I’m spending time with
my family and I am hanging out with my friends, etc . . . that is a real health care worker. Someone who understands science and is not
part of the panic machine.
Kaci Hickox, Hero Nurse:
A
few days ago I heard someone say, -Don’t worry about catching Ebola; it only
lives for 6 seconds outside the body.
What the Motherfuck, once again, patient reader. Technically, viruses don’t live at all. They have no DNA and cannot reproduce on
their own. Sure, they’re fragile
creatures, but certainly more hardy than bacteria when it comes to actual
mechanical destruction. Nevertheless,
they can “survive” on a moist and warm surface for several hours . . . some
even a few days. This next is direct
from the CDCp:
“Ebola is killed with hospital-grade disinfectants
(such as household bleach). Ebola on dry surfaces, such as doorknobs and
countertops, can survive for several hours; however, virus in body fluids (such
as blood) can survive up to several days at room temperature.”
So bleach, as always Patient Reader, is our friend. All hail and long live bleach. And wash your fucking hands.
It’s just this sort of misinformation and downright idiocy that causes such panic.
Sure, his 6-seconds thingy was optimistic, yet cavalier in its . . . wrongness . . . please people. Let’s round these fuckers up and put them in
some “Relocation Centers . . .” Jebus Fucking Christ I am just kidding . . .
But this is why we need to educate. Learn something new every day . . . at least
one thing. If not, then the day is lost
and the chance for learning some facts is gone and you’ll never get that back
again. So let’s get our shit together,
please?
Except for you, Patient Reader . . . I already
know your feces is gathered into organized piles and filed accordingly . . .
So I am off to photograph some historic homes in
some historic district nearby. I wish
you all a pleasant Samhain, and hope I haven’t put some of you off by the
dearth of postings as of late. This is
the first chance I have had in weeks.
Y’all be good, and come back, now . . . y’heahh? Oh, and . . . wash your fucking hands.
Always,
The Cunning Fennec Fox
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You wouldn't want me any other way . . . :)
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ReplyDeleteI hope you were calling those of whom I wrote when you write, "Morons . . ." and not me and my voices. At any rate, I posted it as if I was an optimist. Either way, Thanks for checking out the Cunning Fennec Fox!!
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