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  1. JamesSavik
    Foot and mouth disease outbreak in South Korea
    28. December 2010 16:20
    Source Link: the Medical News
     
    By Dr Ananya Mandal, MD
     
    South Korea is facing an outbreak of foot and mouth disease reported Seoul’s Ministry of Food and Agriculture. Foot and Mouth Disease is a highly contagious and sometimes fatal disease that can affect cloven-hoofed animals including pigs, sheep, cattle, deer and goats. Humans are usually not affected. The three most recent cases take the total number reported in South Korea to 56 with more than 400,000 animals destroyed since November 29.
     
    A ministry official said, “About 389,000 animals have been or will soon be culled around the country... numerically, this is the worst outbreak we have ever had.” The ministry estimates losses related to the disease at around 400 billion won (347.5 million dollars). About 160,000 animals were slaughtered during the previous worst outbreak in 2002. Last Saturday the government launched vaccinations for some 56,000 cattle.
     
    Now the country will face an export ban since it takes longer for a country that launches vaccinations to regain disease-free status from the World Organization for Animal Health. President Lee Myung-Bak on Sunday urged officials to provide “maximum support” to farmers and health officials fighting the disease, including offering gloves, earmuffs and other cold weather gear.
     
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    S Korea's foot-and-mouth disease spreads across five provinces
    2010-12-28 11:27:32
    Source Link: Xinhua News
     
     
    SEOUL, Dec. 28 (Xinhua) -- South Korea on Tuesday confirmed an additional case of foot-and-mouth disease in North Chungcheong Province, raising the total number of provinces hit by the disease to five.
     
    "Foot-and-mouth disease virus has been detected from cattle at a farm in Chungju, North Chungcheong Province, that were culled on a preventive basis," the Ministry for Food, Agriculture, Forestry and Fisheries said.
     
    Chungju previously witnessed an outbreak of the disease in April. The highly contagious animal disease has spread across the country's five provinces so far, since its first case was confirmed in Andong, North Gyeongsang Province, on Nov. 29.
     
    Related to the latest outbreak, the most severe in South Korea' s history, the government announced last Wednesday that it will opt to vaccinate cattle after nationwide quarantine and decontamination efforts failed to prevent the disease from spreading.
     
    It said over the weekend that vaccinations will be expanded to counter new outbreaks in the southeastern parts of Gyeonggi Province. More than 184,057 animals on 7,500 farms and ranches are earmarked for vaccination although the numbers may be adjusted.
     
    Some 471,094 livestock from 2,131 farms have been culled as of Tuesday in the wake of the country's worst outbreak of foot-and- mouth disease.
     
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    South Korea confirms bird flu cases as foot-and-mouth spreads
    33 Dec 2010
    Source Link: Reuters/Yahoo News
     
     
    SEOUL (Reuters) – South Korea, already battling a serious outbreak of food-and-mouth disease in livestock, on Friday confirmed an outbreak of bird flu at poultry farms.
     
    The H5N1 avian influenza virus was detected in ducks in the city of Cheonan, South Chungcheong province, and in chickens in the city of Iksan in North Jeolla province, the agriculture ministry said in a statement.
     
    Detection of the virus had prompted the authorities to cull affected poultry and quarantine commercial duck, chicken breeding farms in affected areas, the statement said.
     
    The government raised the bird flu alert to caution from attention, while its foot-and-mouth disease alert remained at the highest level, the ministry said in two statements. So far, 540,000 pigs, cattle and other livestock have been culled.
     
    South Korea has no human cases of the high-severity bird flu strain. It has had three outbreak of the virus at poultry farms in the past ten years, according to another ministry statement.
     
    The nationwide outbreak of foot-and-mouth has prompted shutdowns of all livestock markets in South Korea, leading to a rise in the price of beef and pork and a possible rise in imports from the United States, Australia and New Zealand.
     
    The outbreak of foot-and-mouth, which affects livestock including sheep, cows and pigs, originated in pigs in the city of Andong in North Gyeongsang province on November 28. The government has been conducting vaccinations in badly affected areas.
     
    (Reporting by Cho Mee-young; Editing by Chris Lewis and Miral Fahmy)
     
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    It's a good question.
     
    Hoof & Mouth1 disease is a highly contagious virus that affects livestock with cloven hoofs. There have been several outbreaks over the past year (April, Nov) which have caused considerable economic damage to South Korean agricultural exports.
     
    Bird Flu2 is a dangerous flu virus variant that could possibly cross species and kill a great many people and birds. The appearance of the virus in South Korea will cause hundreds of thousands- if not millions of birds to be sacrificed and incinerated.
     
    According to the US Army's Asymmetric Warfare Group, the likelihood of bioterrorism aimed at agriculture with the intent of causing economic damage is very high. It is cheap, easy to do and is very difficult to detect. The United States has a very active disease surveillance program as do most countries3.
     
    The appearance of one economically damaging virus in a region where tensions are growing may be a coincidence.
     
    The appearance of a second economically damaging virus in the same region is pushing it.
     
    This incident is being understated but may well blow up into a very serious incident if more information or evidence is discovered.
     
    North Korea has long be suspected of having and actually using biological weapons as far back as the Korean War. In the early 1950s US combat soldiers began to get very sick from a mysterious viral illness which turned out to be an exotic hemorrhagic fever. Hantaan Valley Fever or Korean Hemorrhagic Fever4 turned out to be carried by rats. There have been numerous outbreaks since the war. It is related to the Hanta Virus which broke out in the American South-West during the 1990s.
     
     
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    1 Hoof and Mouth Disease is classified as a category B biological agent. Category B agents are moderately easy to disseminate and have low mortality rates. They primarily target vulnerable humans and agriculture.
     
    2 Bird Flu (or Avian flu) is Influenza A virus subtype H5N1. It is highly contagious and could cross over into the human population and cause a pandemic. Bird Flu is classified as a category C biological agent. Category C agents are emerging pathogens that might be engineered for mass dissemination because availability, easy to produce and disseminate, or may possess high mortality or a major health impact.
     
    3 Anti-Agricultural Biological Warfare
     
    4 The Korean War's silent killer strikes again - hemorrhagic fever
     
    Source: Are North Koreans using Bioterrorism?
  2. JamesSavik
    I know. Construction is a pain in the ass.
     
    Potholes,
     

     
    Detours,
     

     
    Traffic Jams...
     

     
    It's all a huge pain in the ass.
     

     
    It's enough to make you want to drink, drive and run over Lassie.
     

     
    Or even take a different exit that doesn't even go where you want to be.
     

     
    I suggest that we all mellow out, have some patience and let the process proceed.
     

     
    Because we all know. It's not the traffic, the construction or the delays that make us crazy.
     
    It's the asshat who thinks that standing on his horn, yelling curses and giving everyone the finger is going to make things go faster.
     
    Please. Don't be that asshat.
     

  3. JamesSavik
    I left Jackson, MS last Tuesday at 2:00 and drove the eight hours to Dallas on I-20. It's a fairly boring drive. The only points of interest are Monroe, LA which smells like a wretched fart that never dissipates because of the paper mills and Shreveport which you by-pass if you are smart. There is Marshall, Longview and Teryl Texas but... the prize is Dallas. Stopped for a burger and a shake in Canton, TX at the Dairy Palace. It's a little pricy but the food is good and its not one of those cookie cutter chain food abominations.
     
    I arrived about 9:00 at night and made it to my destination completely exhausted and got some sleep.
     
     
    Wednesday- Next morning I got up and did some Christmas shopping. All the usual suspects are there like Walmart and Target but in Dallas, you've got so much other stuff to chose from. One of my favorites is Fry's. Fry's is an electronics superstore that makes Best Buy look like a Radio Shack. Don't expect a whole lot of customer service. If you know what you want/need and have some knowledge, the prices are great and you can really make some sweet deals.
     
    Ate fajitas at Rosa's Cafe in Highland Village. Nice place for a quickie lunch and the food and prices are good.
     
    Spent the rest of the afternoon in Denton. Mostly at Recycled Books more commonly known locally as "the Opera House". It's a giant used book store in an old theater building which is painted purple. Just my kind of place. I went in and began digging right away. Bought gifts and finished up my collection of Samuel E Morrison history collection. Yes! Found some rare videos on DVD. My kind of place.
     
    Supper on Wednesday was at Pappadeaux's Seafood Kitchen in Dallas. YUM!! I had A shrimp po-by and seafood gumbo.
     
     
    Thursday- More shopping, much cooking. I made two pans of lasagna and a pecan pie.
     
    Visited LA Fitness Gym for work out. Many yummie twinkies and assorted eye candy, some quite flirty. What happens in the steam room stays in the steam room.
     
     
    Friday- Christmas Eve. Stayed out of traffic mayhem. Read Venus by Ben Bova and enjoyed it thoroughly. It's a great yarn about near future exploration of the solar system. It was a neat book but the characters were its strength. Check it out or any of Ben Bova's Grand Tour series. It's all good stuff. Beats the hell out of insane traffic and panic shopping.
     
    Massive feast of Prime rib, twice-baked potatoes and other goodies. Never had prime rib before. Now I am completely ruined. How am I supposed to eat beef again? Nothing compares. My sis-in-law rocks in the kitchen.
     
    Exchanged gifts with family. I gave 32 gig thumb drives and Amazon gift certs. I got amazon gift certs, polo shirt, and a fat gift cert for Recycled Books in Dallas.
     
     
    Saturday- Slept late. Ate too much. Played with the kids. Put everybody's electronics together. Troubleshot the neighbors home network and got their new printer working. Watched footbrawl. Ate lasagna. Slept with a huge cat on my lap.
     
     
    Sunday- Church at the Village Church. It's an amazing little church of about 5,000 members. They have an excellent pastor. He preached the parable of the house built on sand and the house built on the rock. The traditional interpretation is that the house built on rock will stand the storm. His take was that it didn't matter: both houses had to experience the storm. Interesting. Very different culture for a church. Much more open and accepting. I liked it. Too bad I'm going back to Mississippi where there hasn't been an original sermon in 100 years.
     
    Lunch at Animia's in Flower Mound. Had enchiladas verde or chicken enchiladas in green sauce.
     
    Watched the Giant's choke. Worked on my brothers truck.
     
     
    Monday- Went to Denton to visit niece and her husband. I've adopted these two. She's expecting twin boys in April and I fully intend to spoil them rotten.
     
    Took the aforementioned kids to Recycled Books to use our gift certificates. I added the Omega Man, A Boy and his Dog and Soyent Green to my DVD collection. Added a major pair of books to my astronomy library: Uranometria 2000- high resolution star charts for the northern and southern hemispheres. I also got Variable Stars by Petit. It's old (1989) but it is a serious text on the subject.
     
    Cat was back tonight to sleep on me.
     
    Tuesday- Lazy morning. Big breakfast. Left Dallas at 1:00. Returned home listening to Sirus Radio. Channel 14 Classic Vinyl or Channel 24 Lithium. Drove back through stinky Monroe. Fart still has not dissipated. Traffic crazy. Listened to Saints vs Falcons. Got home just in time for the final drive where Drew Brees through the winning touchdown.
     
    The perfect end for the perfect Christmas Vacation.
     
    Sad part is going back to Mississippi. You have to go somewhere else (anywhere else) to fully realize what a f**king dump it really is.
  4. JamesSavik
    Tonight a rare astronomical alignment that has not occurred in centuries will appear in our skies.
     
    Tonight is the winter solstice, a lunar eclipse and a blood moon.
     

     
    It is thought that this rare astronomical convergence will trigger a Zombie Apocalypse.
     
    In the event of a zombie apocalypse, don't get depressed. It's your big chance to smack your obnoxious neighbors in the face with a shovel.
     
    Use weapons that are as silent as possible as noise attracts zombies. Inflict as much head trauma as possible to decapitate zombies.
     
    Avoid getting bitten or scratched at all cost.
     
    If you feel a strong craving for brains, avoid Walmarts. Target shoppers have more brains.
     

     
    In the event that no zombie apocalypse occurs, carry on. There is always 2012. BUH-wa-ha-ha-ha
  5. JamesSavik
    Up on the Housetop
     
    Up on the housetop, crackheads pause
    Out jumps evil ole Satan Claus
    Down through the chimney with lots of guns
    To shoot us down like dogs, just for fun
    Ho, Ho, Ho! BLAM! Run for you life!
    Ho, Ho, Ho! BLAM! Don't look back!
    Up on the housetop, blam, blam, click
    Satan Claus reloads, what a huge prick.
     
    First comes the raping of little Nell
    Evil ole Satan Claus fills it well
    Horror and bloody murder she cries
    That SOB sewed open her eyes
    Ho, Ho, Ho! BLAM! Run for your life!
    Ho, Ho, Ho! BLAM! Don't look back!
    Up on the housetop, blam, blam, click
    Satan Claus reloads, what a huge prick.
     
    Next comes the murder of little Will
    Satan Claus just wants to kill
    Its always a horror when he attacks
    All his minions are smoking crack
    Ho, Ho, Ho! BLAM! Run for your life!
    Ho, Ho, Ho! BLAM! Don't look back!
    Up on the housetop, blam, blam, click
    Satan Claus reloads, what a huge prick.
     
     

     
    Satan Claus is Coming to Town
     
    You better watch out
    Better stay low
    Wear your body armor
    I'm telling you why
    Satan Claus is coming to town
    Satan Claus is coming to town
    Satan Claus is coming to gun you down!
     
    He's making a list,
    Checking it twice;
    He doesn't care who's naughty or nice.
    Satan Claus is coming to town
    Satan Claus is coming to town
    Satan Claus is coming to gun you down!
     
    He sees you when you're sleeping
    He knows when you're awake
    He'll gun you down like a dog
    So run like hell for goodness sake!
     
    With two horns and a forked tail
    A mini-gun and bazooka, he's airborne hell
    Satan Claus is coming to town
    Satan Claus is coming to town
    Satan Claus is coming to gun you down!
     
    He sees you when you're sleeping
    He knows when you're awake
    His weapons are laser guided
    So take cover for goodness sake
     
    You better watch out
    Better stay low
    Wear your body armor
    I'm telling you why
    Satan Claus is coming to town
    Satan Claus is coming to town
    Satan Claus is coming to gun you down!
    Satan Claus is coming to town
    Satan Claus is going to gun you down!
  6. JamesSavik
    1996
     
    I have seen the fire
    Destroying everything in it path
    In its blazing wrath
     
    I have seen the fire
    Bringing terror as its might
    As it consumes the night
     
    I have seen the fire
    Slaying friends and lovers
    Strangers and brothers
     
    I have seen the fire.
    Out of control consumning souls
    Hell on earth a mass funeral pyre
     
    I have been burned by the fire
    With scars that don't show
    The loss it still burns and stings
     
    Friends and lovers I can not replace
    I am haunted by their familiar faces
    ashes and memories that I hold dear
    Are all thats left of those times and places
     
    I have seen the fire and the funeral pyre
    When I saw the lights go out on my generation
    And horror and confusion gripped the nation
    Consumed in a viral conflagration
     
    I look to my right and look to my left
    at the lonely, empty spaces
    I walk where we walked and talk where we talked
    in the lonely empty places
    and wonder to my self why am I still here
    the smoke it still stings my eyes
    Someone must be left to remember
    The year that innocence died.
  7. JamesSavik
    Buy a truck, get an AK-47! Make veterans feel right at home by packing the preferred weapon of our enemies.
     
    Seriously, why not throw in a fifth of whiskey? Wouldn't that solve a lot of problems?
     
    < awesome!
     
    < pull grandpaw's finger
     

     
    Don't do it!
     
    Awe man. See what you get for being stoned? That joke is older than Moses.
     
    < What?
     
    Moses?
     
    No. Charlton Heston. Why do you hate guns and freedom?
     
    Oh shut the f**k up.
  8. JamesSavik
    Some things are just plain poison. It doesn't matter how smart or skilled you are, or think you are, they still end up destroying everything around you.
     
    That's how coke is. It starts out as a little weekend hobby. You yutz it up with some folks, maybe get laid. It's fun. It makes you feel like you are ten feet tall and bullet proof.
     
    If you are a pussy, coke makes you a tiger. If you are a wimp, coke makes you a playa. If you got no confidence, coke makes you feel like the center of any room.
     
    You talk, you laugh, even your coke-laden post-nasal drip snot drainage tastes good. Drinking is never better than when you are flying on coke. You notice tastes and textures to booze that you used to choke down. On coke you savor the lift of the vodka, the smoky taste of the Canadian whiskey or the power of the scotch.
     
    Oh and the sex. Let's not forget the sex. You can look like Ben Stein and get your strange on. It doesn't matter how strange it is either. If you like rimming Icelandic Yaks, if you've got an 8-ball in your pocket, there will be three of them in the bathroom partying with you.
     
    < Ben Stein, Playa
     
    Coke is weird about making time dilate. You start in on a good coke high and BAM! It's day light. Coke binges can last as long as the coke holds out. That's why coke heads mysteriously disappear and turn up weeks later in Toranto, Tijuana or Toledo. You just never know. When the coke thing is rolling you just go with the flow.
     
    It's not about will power. There is no will or power. There is just the high and it's an exceptional high. It's like your brain is electrified and every nerve ending are working at 150%. Your thoughts gain speed and come in parallel. Your brain is moving faster than your body or even the rest of the world. Your thoughts are deep, powerful and profound. You discover an intellect that you did not know that you had.
     
    It's all bullshit of course. Once I had the bright idea of taping the intellectual conversations that I was a part of high and it it just sounded like a bunch of f**ked up people babbling.
     
    Of course that shatters the illusion.
     
    You wake up after a bender and discover that you spent hundreds or even thousands of dollars to chase the illusion. The coke whores are gone and you are the same self-doubting, pussy, wimp that you always were. You are just a lot poorer for the experience and... you want more.
     
    More, more, MORE! You gotta chase the high. You gotta feel like a king again but you can do coke until your head (or heart) explodes and you can't catch it. It's a prick-tease: an illusion of nirvana that titillates but doesn't deliver. It is a dream that once dreamed can not be reclaimed. Words don't do the craving justice. It's like a moaning ache that starts in your soul and is felt in every cell.
     
    It destroys. I've never seen people collapse faster than under the weight of coke (or its derivative crack). I've seen people lose it all so fast that it is frightening. That is just the economic costs.
     
    No body wants a coke head. It causes divorces and break ups like few forces on earth.
     
    The legal consequences can jail you for decades and the violence that surrounds it can take your life in an instant.
     
    But you want more. You want more of that total body orgasm high. So much so that some would kill or die for it.
     
    Soon you reach a critical crossroads. Either you step off, go mad, go to prison or die.
     
    I chose to quit but I understand. I know how much it hurts to never see nirvana again. Although I chose not to go back to that place, I know that I will crave it until the day I die.
  9. JamesSavik
    Remember: You saw it here first.
     
    Breaking news on the overall strategies of both parties!
     
    Democratic Strategy: Steer government money toward our donors and get re-elected.
     
    Republican Strategy: Steer government money toward our donors and get re-elected.
     
     
    That is why they both fail.
  10. JamesSavik
    INTERNUT
    1. noun: World Wide Network of loons, religious nuts, wackos, crazies, degenerates, deviants, sex addicts, paranoid shut-ins, retired pole-dancers, tea party activists, dope smokers, hash-heads, meth-freaks, dim-wits, democrats, lawyers, convicts, war criminals and sex offenders.
     
    2. noun: A denizen of that community.
     
    3. noun: An orgasm achieved while watching Internet porn.
     
     
    1. President Obama said something vague and misleading and the INTERNUT is really jumping tonight.
     
    2. Look out for the INTERNUTs. You know they are out there.
     
    3. I walked in on my room-mate having an INTERNUT. Awkward.
     
    __________________________________________________
     
    So be sure and look out for the INTERNUTs! You know they are out there.
  11. JamesSavik
    I met him at the height of my addiction to coke.
     
    I was the preppy boy dealer to the frats. He was a gymnast from New Orleans. The night I met him, he was the most beautiful boy I'd ever seen.
     
    I was at the Sig Ep house making deliveries and all that. The guy I dealt with there was this Hitler-youth looking kid named Stein who was a death camp guard in another life. He was the sort of asshole that gets off on the misery of others. The bunch there were hungry and he wanted to be the man. Some old story, different assholes.
     
    One of the kids he was dealing to was so slight and vulnerable that I just wanted to protect him.
     
    When I finished up with Stein, I started talking to him. One thing lead to another and we were naked, drinking champaign in a hot tub and totally into each other.
     
    His name was Mark and he was one of the prettiest cajun boys you've ever seen. He was small and slight but had a swimmers/gymnasts body and holy shit it was sporty. He fit in my arms and felt so good. Hell... he even smelled good.
     
    I like to kiss him under his ear through his long black hair. That sort of made him muy loco. That was good for me.
     
    We spent that semester smoking dope, f**king, snorting coke, drinking wine and listening to Emerson, Lake and Palmer.
     
    Sad part was when it was over, it was over. When the semester ended, he went back to New Orleans and I never saw him again.
     
    I didn't know that he was gone until I found his square on the quilt.
     
    I can think of two song that we used to enjoy and I'll share them here.
     
     


     
    Still.. you turn me on by Emerson, Lake & Palmer
     
    Do you want to be an angel,
    Do you wanna be an angel
    Do you wanna be a star
    Do you wanna play some magic
    On my guitar
    Do you wanna be a poet
    Do you wanna be my string
    You could be anything
     
    Do you wanna be the lover of another undercover
    You could even be the
    Man on the moon
     
    Do you wanna be the player
    Do you wanna be the string
    Let me tell you something
    It just don't mean a thing
     
    You see it really doesn't matter
    When you're buried in disguise
    By the dark glass on your eyes
    Though your flesh has crystallised
    Still...you turn me on
     
    Do you wanna be the pillow
    Where I lay my head
    Do you wanna be the feathers
    Lying on my bed
    Do you wanna be the cover
    Of a magazine
    Create a scene
     
    Every day a little sadder
    A little madder
    Someone get me a ladder
     
    Do you wanna be the singer
    Do you wanna be the song
    Let me tell you something
    You just couldn't be more wrong
     
    You see I really have to tell you
    That it all gets so intense
    From my experience
    It just doesn't seem to make sense
    Still...you turn me on
     
     


     
    Wish you were here by Pink Floyd
     
    So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
    blue skies from pain.
    Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
    A smile from a veil?
    Do you think you can tell?
    And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
    Hot ashes for trees?
    Hot air for a cool breeze?
    Cold comfort for change?
    And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
    How I wish, how I wish you were here.
    We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
    Running over the same old ground.
    What have you found? The same old fears.
    Wish you were here.
  12. JamesSavik
    Q: What's blue and yellow and eats nuts?
    A: Gonorrhea.
     
     
    A priest is out for an afternoon stroll and turns the corner to find little Johnny with a hammer smashing the daylights out of a bunch of ants.
    The kid is saying to himself, "I hate these f**king ants... I hate these f**king ants..."
    The priest is taken aback by the little boy's language and talks to him, saying that God doesn't make junk.
    "Tomorrow I will be coming by again, and if you can tell me three things that God created that are worthless, then I will let you continue killing the ants."
    The next afternoon, the priest is out again for his walk and comes upon little Johnny smashing ants again. The priest reminds him of the agreement they had made, reminding the boy that he agreed not to kill any more ants unless he could name three worthless things that God created.
    Little Johnny looks up with a devilish smile and says,
    "I do know three things that are totally worthless. The first is a balls on a priest, the second is tits on a nun, and the third are these f**king ants!"
     
     
    Boudreaux and Thibodeaux are out fishing one day and Thibodeaux said, "Bobby- didn't you get married yesterday?"
    Boudreaux says, "yes I did."
    Thibodeaux says, "Well did you get any sex- it was your wedding night?"
    Boudreaux says, "Oh no. She's got Gonorrhea."
    Thibodeaux says, "Oh lawd that terrible. Did you get a blow job?"
    Boudreaux says, "Oh no. She's got an abscessed tooth.
    Thibodeaux says, "Did you get any anal sex?"
    Boudreaux says, Oh no. She's got diarrhea.
    Thibodeaux says, "Woman has got Gonorrhea, bad teeth and diarrhea and you ain't getting no sex. Why on earth did you marry her?"
    Boudreaux says, "For the bass boat."
  13. JamesSavik
    Dreams of Tomorrow
     
    The Red Planet Bar & Grill was like a thousand others. It was a seedy little establishment at the edge of Flynt-towns spaceport and, much like the town, it had seen better days. When Mars was booming, the place would easily seat a few thousand people a night. Now a good night was barely a hundred. It was just the sort of dark, quiet place that Daniel Sokolsky was looking for to do business. He picked a nice dark booth in the back, ordered a steak and waited for his contact.
     
    Peter Devries of GenTech arrived shortly after his steak. The dowdy scientist looked a little twitchy. As he arrived at the table, he scanned the few customers in the bar. Satisfying himself that nothing looked wrong, he sat down in the seat opposite Sokolsky.
     
    Daniel looked up from his steak and said, "Could you have tried to look a little more sneaky?"
     
    Devries ordered a beer and sat back in his chair scanning the small crowd. "What you are asking me to do is a serious crime Mr. Sokolsky. I have to ask: are you a member of the Alliance Secret Service?"
     
    "No. Of course not."
     
    "The Human Genome Protection Act is very serious business. They would send us to a penal colony for decades if they knew we were even talking about breaking it."
     
    Sokolsky waved his hand at the bar, "You can buy guns, dust or arrange a murder here. The mob runs this place and the cops are paid to stay out."
     
    Devries still looked skeptical but he seemed to relax. He turned on an electronic jammer device and placed it on the table so that their conversation could not be recorded. "Like I told you and your wife, we take samples of both your DNA, sequence it, remove any genetic defect or disease and implant a perfect fetus. That's legal. We do it a few hundred times a day all over the planet. It's even necessary because of all the genetic damage that most Mars natives have taken from radiation over the years."
     
    Sokolsky said, "It's the enhancements that we're interested in."
     
    "So you want a genius or a champion athlete."
     
    Sokolsky shook his head. "No. We just want to give our son and edge- edge enough to get out of this place. Mars is a slum and since it was mined out, it is only getting worse."
     
    "So why don't you sign on for one of the new colonies?" Devries asked as he was sipping his beer.
     
    "Because it is dangerous and difficult and so many of them fail. I've got a good job here but I want to give my son options."
     
    Devries sighed. "OK. Its expensive and I've got to tell you that it is dangerous. Ordinarily our implantation procedures are completely safe but with enhancements, there a 27% failure rate. There is also a small chance of a rare genetic anomaly occurring as the child matures."
     
    "You aren't much of a salesman Mr. Devries."
     
    "I'm trying to talk you out of it. Public hysteria over enhanced individuals is... quite hysterical these days."
     
    Sokolsky said, "I think we can keep it under wraps."
     
    "You had better. Enhancements carry a mandatory ten year minimum sentence under the new law."
     
    "So let's talk specifics. What exactly can you deliver?"
     
    Devries smiled and said, "I think we have just what you are looking for. Dr. Bruckner discovered it in her Masters work. For her Masters thesis, Dr. Bruckner studied the DNA of a number of very prominent scientists: Einstein, Gauss, Liu, Shu- men and women who were the genius of their age. She found something that 98% of them had in common: a mutation in the gene designated H76. We can add it and your son will have the tools that will put him well ahead of his peers."
     
    Sokolsky asked, "How much?"
     
    "400,000 credits. Under the table of course."
     
    "How will we know that we have gotten what we paid for?"
     
    "You will know. Believe me. You will know quite soon. Just be prepared for Ivy League tuitions in fifteen years or sooner."
     
    Sokolsky paused and said,
  14. JamesSavik
    The Dreams of Tomorrow
     
    The Red Planet Bar & Grill was like a thousand others. It was a seedy little establishment at the edge of Flynt-towns spaceport and, much like the town, it had seen better days. When Mars was booming, the place would easily seat a few thousand people a night. Now it saw barely a hundred on a good night. It was just the sort of dark, quiet place that Daniel Sokolsky was looking for to do business. He picked a nice dark booth in the back, ordered a steak and waited for his contact.
     
    Peter Devries of GenTech arrived shortly after his steak. The dowdy scientist looked a little twitchy. As he arrived at the table, he scanned the few customers in the bar. Satisfying himself that nothing looked wrong, he sat down in the seat opposite Sokolsky.
     
    Daniel looked up from his steak and said, "Could you have tried to look a little more suspicious?"
     
    Devries ordered a beer and sat back in his chair scanning the small crowd. "What you are asking me to do is a serious crime Mr. Sokolsky. I have to ask: are you a member of the Alliance Secret Service?"
     
    "No. Of course not."
     
    "The Human Genome Protection Act is very serious business. They would send us to a penal colony for decades if they knew we were even talking about breaking it."
     
    Sokolsky waved his hand at the bar, "You can buy guns, dust or arrange to have someone killed here. The mob runs this place. The cops are paid off."
     
    Devries still looked skeptical but he seemed to relax. He turned on an electronic jammer device so that their conversation could not be recorded. "Like I told you and your wife, we take samples of both your DNA, sequence it, remove any genetic defect or disease and implant a perfect fetus. That's legal. We do it a few hundred times a day all over the planet. It's even necessary because of all the genetic damage that most Mars natives have taken from radiation over the years."
     
    Sokolsky said, "It's the enhancements that we're interested in."
     
    "So you want a genius or a champion athlete."
     
    Sokolsky shook his head. "No. We just want to give our son and edge- edge enough to get out of this place. Mars is a slum and since it was mined out, it is only getting worse."
     
    "So why don't you sign on for one of the new colonies?" Devries asked and sipped his beer.
     
    "Because it is dangerous and difficult and so many colonies fail. I've got a good job here but I want to give my son options."
     
    Devries sighed. "OK. It is expensive and I've got to tell you that it is dangerous. Ordinarily our implantation procedures are completely safe but with enhancements, there a 27% failure rate. There is also a small chance of a rare genetic anomaly occurring as the child matures."
     
    "You aren't much of a salesman Mr. Devries."
     
    "I'm trying to talk you out of it. Public hysteria over enhanced individuals is... quite hysterical these days."
     
    Sokolsky said, "I think we can keep it under wraps."
     
    "You had better. Enhancements carry a mandatory ten year minimum sentence."
     
    "So let's talk specifics. What exactly can you deliver?"
     
    Devries smiled and said, "I think we have just what you are looking for. Dr. Bruckner discovered it in her masters work. For her masters thesis, Dr. Bruckner studied the DNA of a number of very prominent scientists: Einstein, Gauss, Liu, Shu- men and women who were the genius of their age. She found something that 98% of them had in common: a mutation in the gene designated H76. We can add it and your son will have the tools that will put him well ahead of his peers."
     
    Sokolsky asked, "How much?"
     
    "400,000 credits. Under the table of course."
     
    "How will we know that we have gotten what we paid for?"
     
    "You will know. Believe me. You will know quite soon. Just be prepared for Ivy League tuitions in fifteen years or sooner."
  15. JamesSavik
    Stardust
     
     
    I. Genesis
     
    The comet 1733/Latimer was born in an ancient supernova remnant among the rack and ruin of a star and its shattered planets. For eons the magnetic and gravitational force of the pulsar left behind acted on the gas and dust like a blender keeping it hot and ionized and blowing it farther out into the emptiness between stars.
     
    Over millions of years the gas and dust of the titanic explosion began to cool, the nebulae cloud began to contract and the comet began to grow in one of the Milky Way
  16. JamesSavik
    There's a 12 step group I'd like to see.
     
    Mass murderers Anonymous. MMA. Free coffee and group therapy.
     
    NO. I'm not one of those pathetic souls on a mission from God to wipe out hookers.
     
    One at a time is for rank amateurs and under-achievers. I'm talking fifty, one hundred, a thousand or a million at a time.
     
    Why do I feel like a murderer?
     
    When I first got out of college I went to work for a defense contractor. Won't say who but if you did the math you could probably figure it out.
     
    We were given a problem: How do you go from one digital map to another and keep your position precisely given a set of variables like the curve of the earth, wind speed, wind direction, speed of advance, bearing, etc.
     
    It was quite the programming challenge. It took the team I was a part of nine months to crack it. It turned out to be a key piece of the next generation of guidance systems for the Tomahawk TLAM/C & D cruise missile.
     
    It was the Cold War. The Soviets were the bogey man. You wanted your missiles to be accurate. You didn't want to park a W-80 warhead over a school. You wanted to park it over the sub pin a few blocks over.
     
    On to the next job.
     
    Years pass. The Soviet Union crumbles.
     
    The first Gulf War breaks out. Then Operation Desert Fox. Somalia. Afghanistan. The Second Gulf War. Raytheon is cranking out Tomahawks like they're having a f**king bake sale.
     
    The cruise missile: weapon of choice for first strike. Will fly through a designated window or door and blow the living shit out of anything there with a unitary warhead, cluster munitions or a mission configurable nuke.
     
    We gave them that capability because we believed that they would use it wisely and it would save lives on both sides by taking out high value targets with pin-point accuracy. In Afghanistan they used them against mud huts.
     
    It's funny how you can be damned for doing something that you believe in.
     

    Arleigh Burke class destroyer firing a Tomahawk cruise missile.
  17. JamesSavik
    This is the Emergency Broadcast Service. Please stand by for an official statement.
     
    A National Emergency has been declared by the President of the United States.
     
    Moments ago twelve nuclear detonations have been detected in Europe and the United States.
     
    London, Madrid, Berlin, Paris, Rome, Copenhagen, Vienna, Brussels, Oslo and Warsaw have been confirmed by National Strategic Reconnaissance assets to have been hit by 500 kilo-ton nuclear devices.
     
    In the United States Los Angeles and Houston have been hit by similar devices.
     
    Stay tuned to this channel for instructions specific to your area and how to protect yourself from fallout.
     
    The President has declared martial law in the United States and all of its territories.
     
    All military and National Guard personnel are instructed to join your units immediately.
     
    A national curfew of 8pm EST has been established. Please stay off the streets or you will be arrested.
     
    All telephone and network communications are hereby designated official use only for the duration of the emergency. Only local calls will be permitted and all calls are subject to monitoring.
     
    Do not attempt to approach the Houston or Los Angeles metropolitan areas under any circumstances. It appears that the nuclear weapons deployed there were seeded with cobalt which has created a band of extraordinarily lethal radiation around those cities.
     
    Doctors, nurses and anyone with emergency, military medical or paramedic training are urged to call 888FEMADOC.
     
    Please stay calm.
     
     
    ______________________________________________
     
    When I have nightmares, I go all out.
  18. JamesSavik
    Last night I finished up a 4 day road trip to Meridian to install new PCs for a company that has their home office there. It was an unbelievable crappy situation. I was told by management to only migrate company approved applications and some people had loads of programs that I wasn't supposed to migrate. The fatass top Data Processing guy there couldn't bother to give me a list of printers, IP addresses and the required drivers.
     
    Last night at the Jamison Inn, a hotel that caters to working people with extended stays, I met a whole lot of people who were doing basically the same thing as I was: there's no work at home so you have to go get it.
     
    I saw a special on the history channel about the dust bowl days of the thirties. The term "Dumb Okie" meant anyone from Texas to lower Minnesota who went West in search of opportunities because an extended drought ruined the heartland and turned it into a near desert.
     

     
    Is this a recovery? I don't think so. The people that I talked to weren't making a killing. They were just getting by.
     
    I look at the corporation that I worked for and the new migrants and see no difference in character.
     
    Except for the lazy prick that ran their data processing department. He was the in-law of the local branch manager. I doubt that he would have to energy to make it on the road. It takes drive and some aggressiveness to get the good gigs. He couldn't keep up with me.
     
    I just wonder how much worse is it going to get before it starts getting any better.
  19. JamesSavik
    The Republican party was formed in the 1850s primarily in response to the Kansas-Nebraska Act of 1854 that opened possibility of expanding slavery to new territories. The original founders of the Republican Party were anti-slavery Whigs and Free Soil Democrats based on "Free Soil, Free Labor, Free Men" ideology and a radical vision of modernization based on higher education, railroads, banking, industry and cities.
     
    Republicans argued that free market labor was infinitely superior to slavery.
     
    The basic idea of the Republic was a rule by law in which individual liberties could not be taken from a person without due process or regardless of popular whim.
     
    Republican foreign policy was almost isolationist. They wanted nothing to do with foreign wars and saw the entanglements of treaties as a threat to peace and prosperity.
     
    This was the party of Lincoln. A noble and progressive thing that fueled the fire of American growth and commerce.
     

     
    So... If I may be so bold as to ask: What the f**k happened?
     
    How did the party of individual liberties become the lap dog of the religious right?
     
    How did the party synonymous with isolationism become the party of preemptive and protracted wars?
     
    How did the party of progressives that championed education become populated with religious fanatics that believe in creationism?
     
    How did the party of fiscal conservatism become the party of record setting deficits?
     
    It's a long a circuitous route that milked the Red Scare in the fifties and went south in the sixties to court racists. In the seventies the GOP was tainted by Nixon, Watergate and Vietnam so it reached out to religious leaders and embraced "family values" and Reagen in the eighties.
     
    In their whoring for votes, closeted homosexual politicians ran on the fear of AIDS and gay bashing courting the religious right and the votes of a broad coalition of Christian and Mormon denominations nation wide.
     
    The failed Bush Administration of 2000-08 (unpopular wars, economic malaise) brought the GOP crashing to earth in one of the most crushing nationwide defeats in modern history.
     
    However- the lackluster performance of the Obama Administration and the democratic parties big spending policies, big money backers and elitist leanings have soured quickly.
     
    Republicans are set to make a major comeback in the mid-terms and Obama is pushing Bush's unpopularity numbers.
     
    The big question is has the GOP learned anything? I'm not sure that they have. Running as the opposition is a hell of a lot easier than actually leading and taking the heat for making decisions.
     
    I would suggest that if they really wanted to make an impact, if they really wanted to lead the country forward, the answer in in thier past.
     
    The progressive ideas on which the republican party was founded are every bit as alive and vital today as they were in the 1850s. Probably more so. At some point in the past, we quit building America and ever since then we have gotten progressive smaller: smaller as a player on the world stage and smaller as an economy. We have gone from an industrial superpower to a fast-food service economy without enough jobs or economic where with all to drive the federal behemoth of a government that both parties have built.
     
    It is time for a radical change in direction that changes our course from just another socialist nanny state to a nation ready to meet the future. Just like the 1850s platform vision of modernization based on higher education, railroads, banking, industry and cities, we need a new agenda for the next century that casts aside the trappings of the old world and its conflicts and leverages the power of our scientific and technological base.
     
    America can be that shining city on the hill again but republicans can not do it by pandering to peoples fear and bigotry. Republicans need to rediscover the ideals that they were founded on.
  20. JamesSavik
    You've been warned. If you are a politically correct sack of shit, read on at your own risk. You'll be offended and I'll be... heartbroken.
     
    Some of you have been asking about my baby pictures. Here I yam in all of my white trash redneck glory.
     

     
    So where are we? After getting told that I was a liar, a zionist and an ignorant redneck who should shut the f**k up because I was stupid, I'm pretty pissed.
     

     
    I'm a black sheep in this politically correct nut house and I don't f**king care whether you like it or not.
     

     
    I think Islamists are cowardly murders that like to kill unarmed people when its easy and run the f**k away when you hunt them.
     
    Now where could I have gotten an idea like that? Watching the Munich Olympics? Hearing about the Achille Lauro? The lynching of gay teenagers in Iran might have something to do with it. Maybe it is that big f**king hole in Manhattan.
     
    We are told that there are moderate Muslims. So why don't they speak up? Because they'll be murdered in very unpleasant ways.
     

     
    Me- I'm betting on this guy. And a shitload of American arms and an arsenal of nuclear weapons that would make you crap your pants if you knew the half of it.
     
    Why? Because they are our only ally that doesn't shit and sneer at us.
     
    Certainly not because I'm a Christian or even religious.
     

     
    I own one of these.
     
    I simply don't understand people that give political cover to a bunch of foreign religious fanatics that would happily cut their infidel heads off. Our local religious fanatics are bad enough. I say hold the line. NO NEW RELIGIOUS FANATICS!
     

  21. JamesSavik
    Here's a start:
     

     
    Follow it up with this:
     

     
    And they are pretty much writing the note.
     

     
    Oops... Mustn't forget the Obligatory Butthurt Incident Report
     
     
     
    Some things are just meant to turn out badly.
     

     
    Like playing with an old man's Wii
     

     
    Some things are inevitable. Like Rule 34
     

     
    Or the way that I wished that the Twilight series would end.
     

     
    ...and math nerds never get laid.
     

     
     
    PEACE... through superior firepower!
  22. JamesSavik
    Purgatory
     
    It's a whole lot of nothing
    Messing with your head.
    It sure ain't living,
    But it's not quite dead.
     
    Your world is shattered,
    All your dreams are dust.
    You go through the motions,
    But all things precious have turned to rust.
     
    You want to die but you still live.
    You pray for death with nothing left to give.
    Nothing sacred, nothing lasts,
    Nothing to hold on to present or past.
     
    From this desolate place
    You must find a reason to rejoin the human race
    To rise and live again
    Or die once more.
  23. JamesSavik
    Aug. 9, 1942
     
    The United States and her Allies are on their heels in the Pacific. Japan is beginning to look invincible. From December until June, Japanese forces had over run Wake, Guam, the Philippines, Java, Malaysia, Hong Kong, Singapore, the Caroline Islands, the Marshall Islands and has landed in strength on New Guinea and the Solomon Islands.
     
    Everything had been going Japan's way up until they were turned back at the Battle of the Coral Sea and were defeated soundly at Midway on Jun 4th.
     
    The United States and her allies Great Britain and Australia decided on a time and place to launch their first offensive. The time: August, 1942. The place was an island that no one had ever heard of in the Solomon Island chain called Guadalcanal.
     
    Nimitz staff called it Operation Watchtower. The men of the 1st Marine Division called it Operation Shoestring: everything was a mixture of WWI leftovers, troops and specialists gathered from as far away as British Isle and a collection of aircraft that were overdue for retirement for the most part. The navy put together the best cruiser/destroyer force that it could and gathered up as many transports as they could find.
     
    On August 7th, the Marines landed on Guadalcanal. They surprised a small Japanese advanced force of engineers that had already landed on the island and were preparing an airfield. The land battle for the island was joined. The Marines were equipped with old WWI era Enfield rifles and were under-strength in machine guns.
     
    Guadalcanal, like most of the Solomon Islands is a rugged and dominated by thick jungle, miserable swamps and malaria carrying mosquitoes. Over the years it had been home to an aborted sugar plantation, a way station, a mission, a trading post and finally an Australian cattle ranch.
     
    When the Marines landed they found themselves in a fast moving fire fight with an enemy that was not prepared or dug in. Both sides found themselves short on supplies. They raided the barbed wire fences of the cattle plantation for materials to build their perimeter with. In a series of actions, the Marines and the Japanese fought a number of small unit battles- and one that both sides had to call off because of a cattle stampede.
     
    Over the next day the Marines continued landing troops, supplies, artillery and combat engineers. They established a firm bridgehead and formed a firm perimeter around the unfinished airfield.
     
    The Japanese were not sitting on their hands. The same day of the invasion, area commander Admiral Mikawa dispatched two fast transports with crack Naval Special Landing Force but recalled them when reconnaissance determined the scale of the allied incursion. Frustrated, he had to wait a day to fuel his ships and gather his forces to attempt to repel the invasion.
     
    At Guadalcanal the US Navy continued with support activities and continued to unload transports onto the beachhead. At night on August 8th, Admiral Turner's Task Force 62 and Australian Rear-Admiral Victor A.C. Crutchley's combined support/escort force broke into three groups: a Northern force to cover the pass north of Savo Island, A Southern force to cover the pass south of Savo island and a pair of destroyers to cover to Weatern approaches.
     
    Northern Force: cruisers USS Vincennes, USS Astoria and USS Quincy, and destroyers USS Helm and USS Wilson
     
    Southern Force: cruisers HMAS Australia and HMAS Canberra, cruiser USS Chicago, and destroyers USS Patterson and USS Bagley
     
    Western Screen: destroyers USS Talbot and Blue
     
    Mikawa set sail from Rabaul with his flag on the heavy cruiser Chokai, light cruisers Tenryu and Yubari and the destroyer Yunagi. They rendezvoused with Admiral Goto's Cruiser Division 6 composed of heavy cruisers Aboa, Kinugasa, Kako and Furutaka. Their goal: to take on the US Navy in a night action.
     

    Mikawa's Approach.
     
    The US Navy was just deploying radar on their ships but the first generation sets were unreliable and there were few technicians and no experienced operators.
     
    Mikawa's run down the body of water that would come to be known as "the Slot" was undetected- or at least unreported. Australian seaplanes spotted the ships as did the US sub S-38 but this information did not make it to Admiral Turner's staff.
     

    US Navy identification page for Mikawa's flagship the Chokai.
     
    The Japanese arrived just before midnight and slipped past the destroyer Blue and savaged the Southern Force, turned North and savaged the Northern force and left the area the way that they arrived.
     

    The Battle of Savo Island
     
    Japanese long-lance torpedoes destroyed the USS Vincennes, USS Astoria and USS Quincy and damaged the HMAS Canberra so severely, she had to be scuttled. The Chicago was severely damaged but she would fight again.
     

    The USS Quincy (CA-39) days before the battle.
     
    The submarine S-44 exacted a bit of payback sinking the cruiser Kako as she retired to her home base at Kavieng.
     
    It was the worst defeat in US Navy history in a stand up fight. The Navy lost 1,207 men: more men than than the Marines lost during the entire 6 month campaign for Guadalcanal.
     
    This battle was the beginning of a six month long air, land and sea campaign that turned out to be a meat grinder for both sides. The body of water around Savo Island was nicknamed "Ironbottom sound" and would be the scene of several pitched naval battles. The Guadalcanal campaign became a battle of attrition and by the time Japan gave up on recapturing the island in early '43, much of her naval power, best commanders and army units had been expended.
     
    In 1943 the US Navy held a court of inquiry called the Hepburn Investigation to get to the bottom of the shocking defeat. Only one officer was singled out for official censure- the captain of one of the cruisers. He killed himself when he learned of the boards results.
     
    The board stopped short of calling for action against Admirals Fletcher, Turner, McCain, and Crutchley who went on to perform brilliantly later in the war.
     
    The board of inquiry determined that US ships required more training in night fighting and training and standardization of radar equipment.
     
    Both radar picket ships (radar range about 10 miles) were at the extreme ends of their patrols sailing away from the Japanese fleet. San Juan had modern search radar, but was at the other end of the Sound.
     
    After the war, Admiral Turner wrote:
     
    The (U.S.) Navy was still obsessed with a strong feeling of technical and mental superiority over the enemy. In spite of ample evidence as to enemy capabilities, most of our officers and men despised the enemy and felt themselves sure victors in all encounters under any circumstances. The net result of all this was a fatal lethargy of mind which induced a confidence without readiness, and a routine acceptance of outworn peacetime standards of conduct. I believe that this psychological factor, as a cause of our defeat, was even more important than the element of surprise.
     
     
    __________________________________________________________
     
    The Battle of Savo Island, Wikipedia entry.
     
    Guadalcanal Frank, Richard B., Penguin, 1993. 0140165614
     
    The Two Ocean War Morrison, Samuel Eliot US Naval Institute, 1963. 1591145244
     
    History of US Naval Operations in World War II: Volume V. The Struggle for Guadalcanal Morrison, Samuel Eliot US Naval Institute, 1949. 0785813063
  24. JamesSavik
    Weezer!? Get's it?
     
    I had to buy the CD to find out. It looks like they do.
     


     
    I'm f-ing stunned. Depth. Awareness. Insight.
     
    Just when I thought culture was dead something like this pops up.
     
     
    Hash Pipe
     
    I can
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