This is my second blog.

My first blog chronicled my experiences over three years caring for my dad as he lived through and finally died from Alzheimer's. That is the book that is for sale.

This second blog kind of chronicles of life, what it is like to start your life over in your late 50's. After caretaking, you are damaged, file bankruptcy, and the world doesn't care what you did. After 8 months of unemployment, you wake each day knowing the world doesn't want you. Finally you do find a job, 5 weeks before homelessness, but doing what you did 30 years ago and getting paid what you did 30 years ago. So this is starting over.

The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority, but to escape finding oneself in the ranks of the insane.

Monday, October 7, 2013


Wow, Washington is shut down, though many came back to work long enough to get these really cool lapel pins to celebrate the shooting of a young african american woman who took a wrong turn with her baby in the car.  Her fault, she panicked.  Why would anyone panic when dozens of men armed with uzi type machine guns surround your car?  And since they managed to shoot this unarmed dental hygienist over 15 times without hitting the tires, someone got a good deal on a new pair of radials to boot.

I wonder if terrorist alerts were issued looking for young professional black women with children in the back seat driving late model Infinity automobiles.

But in spite of our government shutdown, the coming death of the dollar in 10 days when the debt limit is reached, which seems to be an annual "who shot JR" cliff hanger type show for us to watch, and the internet abuzz with the coming destruction of the planet by some evil rocky type villain hunk from another part of the galaxy named Ison, the president took time from his busy schedule to announce he thinks the Redskins should change their name.

Damn, this man is good.

I've already given my opinion on the topic.  I think the Redskins should change their name to the Washington Boys Named Sioux.  But no one listens to me.

Not to be outdone, the Federated United Brotherhood of Urban Cowboys, FUBUC, released a statement today denouncing the use of the term Cowboys as a sports team.  According to the spokesman for FUBUC, Beauregard "Tex" Whinegate III:

"Many urban cowboys find the use of team names such as Cowboys and Broncos to be demeaning to all the Urban Cowboys in America.  We spend thousands of dollars each year on authentic cowboy hats, boots, embroidered shirts and special Calvin Klein cowboy jeans to perfect the image of the great american cowboy.  Every Friday and Saturday night you will find us at Gilley's and hundreds of other high end honky-tonks drinking imported long necks and riding mechanical bulls while we sing along to Willie Nelson cover bands.  And then to wake up on a Sunday, while we try to get nacho cheese off our $200 Calvin Klein authentic cowboy jeans, we are beset by football teams who's names mock our very existence!"

There you go, now even the Ivy League MBA types who sell options on horses for meat all week long before dressing up in authentic designer cowboy clothes each weekend to two step are offended by sport team names.  To subject these sensitive urban cowboys to the mocking of their very essence is not only a crime, but a potential cause of serious psychological damage that could lead to years of disability claims.

Why wasn't this covered in Obamacare?  Doesn't anyone care?  Can't we run commercials with Sarah McLachlan singing some ballad in the background while we watch broken urban cowboys with sad faces or something?  Where is America?

Oh, yea, America is watching Miley Cyrus try to do something on stage Madonna hasn't yet done.  Not very much to work with there Miley, if it was offensive, Madonna did it, bottled it, marketed it, and branded it already.  Talk about watching a train wreck.  Which is exactly what Americans are doing.


The Japan Times writes, “In November, Tepco plans to begin the delicate operation of removing spent fuel from Reactor No. 4 [with] radiation equivalent to 14,000 times the amount released by the Hiroshima atomic bomb. Removing its spent fuel, which contains deadly plutonium, is an urgent task. The consequences could be far more severe than any nuclear accident the world has ever seen. If a fuel rod is dropped, breaks or becomes entangled while being removed, possible worst-case scenarios include a big explosion, a meltdown in the pool, or a large nuclear fire. Any of these situations could lead to massive releases of deadly radionuclides into the atmosphere, putting much of Japan — including Tokyo and Yokohama — and even neighboring countries at serious risk.”
The operator of Japan’s crippled Fukushima nuclear plant is preparing to remove 400 tons of highly irradiated spent fuel from a damaged reactor building. Containing more than 1,300 used fuel rod assemblies packed tightly together they need to be removed from a the third floor of a building that is vulnerable to collapse, should another large earthquake hit the area.

Tepco expects to take about a year removing the assemblies. Each fuel rod assembly weighs about 300 kilograms (660 pounds) and is 4.5 meters (15 feet) long. Spent fuel rods also contain plutonium, one of the most toxic substances in the universe.

Former U.N. adviser Akio Matsumura calls removing the radioactive materials from the Fukushima fuel pools “an issue of human survival”. Mycle Schneider and Antony Froggatt said recently in their World Nuclear Industry Status Report 2013, “Full release from the Unit-4 spent fuel pool, without any containment or control, could cause by far the most serious radiological disaster to date.”

The operation, beginning this November at the plant’s Reactor No. 4, is fraught with danger, including the possibility of a large release of radiation if a fuel assembly breaks, gets stuck or gets too close to an adjacent bundle. Removing the rods from the pool is a delicate task normally assisted by computers, according to Toshio Kimura, a former Tepco technician, who worked at Fukushima Daiichi for 11 years. “Previously it was a computer-controlled process that memorized the exact locations of the rods down to the millimeter and now they don’t have that. It has to be done manually so there is a high risk that they will drop and break one of the fuel rods,” Kimura said.


Yes, my fellow humans, while Miley tries to figure out if Madonna ever did THAT with a Volvo and urban cowboys wither away in a fetal position, afraid to go outside, because a sports team uses the name Cowboys, while DC police look for unsuspecting young professional black women making illegal turns to use for target practice, while our leaders in congress miss tanning booth time or golf games playing ping pong with the dollar; our Japanese scientists and engineers who first thought it was a good idea to build a nuke plant on the edge of the ocean on top of a major fault line are the same engineers that after playing Operation for 6 months are now ready to try to remove all the wasted nuke rods out of the building without touching the sides and if just one of those 600 pound rods breaks, we could wipe out much of the life on the planet.

We are so FUBUC'ed.

Through this world I've stumbled
So many times betrayed
Trying to find an honest word to find
The truth enslaved
Oh you speak to me in riddles
And you speak to me in rhymes
My body aches to breathe your breath
Your words keep me alive

Sarah McLachlan