Thursday, July 31, 2008

Bigger is Better

Memorial Day weekend at the zoo I lost my camera somewhere between the electric eels and the elusive black pawed dinger monkeys. Because someone probably found it, really it was stolen. But for all I know it's actually carefully hidden away in the secret cache of the beta male chimp in the primate house, so I shouldn't rush to judgment. I was crushed.

So I needed a new camera. Not needed, but wanted, and where there's a want there's a way. I successfully landed a bigger and better camera than ever. After admiring its packaging, I finally took it out, put the strap on and headed out to the North Chagrin Reservation of the Cleveland Metroparks. And although due to recent practice there is a bit more magic in my method, yes, ladies and gentlemen, size does matter. Judge for yourself:

I like to take pictures of waterfowl asses for some reason.






And finally the camera turns on me:

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Musing Manya in Spanish?

Found this link to my two recent posts done all in Spanish. I'm so flattered someone translated it.
ETA- even if it was a computer. :)

Monday, July 28, 2008

Great, and Good News

Great news! I started a Skeptics group recently and it was featured in Cleveland's newspaper, The Plain Dealer. Lots of new people are joining already, including someone who has worked with James Randi. Send me a line if you'd like to join.

More good news is due to a positive change in my life, I will now have more time for actual blogging about important things.

(and to anyone who reads this, yes I did something Orwellian on this post.)

Saturday, July 19, 2008

All Merc'd up and feeling fine



Unfortunately, there is a small (possibly growing), but influential group of people who are not vaccinating their children. Initially the fear was that the MMR (mumps, measles and rubella) vaccine, which used to contain the mercury-based preservative thimerosal, caused autism. The anti-vaccination movement has grown, and regardless of a mountain of exculpatory evidence as well as the removal of thimerosal from many vaccines, many among them still point to vaccines as nefarious instruments of death and destruction. (Ok, maybe they wouldn't use that phrase, but I found the drama of it funny.)

Steven Novella has written a great history of the anti-vaccination movement and recently Time Magazine did a great article on the topic that was not only scientificcally accurate, but also emphasized the potential public health threat the anti-vaccinationists are.

My main objection to parents making what they may consider a "personal choice" is that it is grossly selfish and unethical. 1) Although there is no evidence after mountains of data that vaccinations cause autism, vaccines do carry some risks 2) Vaccination can only really work its public health magic when there is herd immunity, that is, sufficient people are vaccinated to prevent the spread and exposure to large numbers of people in the first place. That is to say, one may benefit even more greatly from the vaccinations of others than from one's own vaccination by preventing you from even coming near the disease in the first place.

Therefore, I pose this question to people I've encountered on the web who did not vaccinate their children:

Why should 99% be put at alleged risks of vaccines so that the 1% can have the privledge of having the benefits with zero risk?

One typical response:
So that my daughter can live.
Translation- I believe vaccines are dangerous. I will rely on other people vaccinating their children so I don't have to. I am a selfish prick.

It seems contradictory to me that anti-vaccinationists even want to recruit. What is the tipping point at which they say to themselves, "Now that 80% of Susie's classmates have refused vaccinations, Susie might now have a real shot at being seriously disabled for life. Or deaf*, or giving birth to baby with seriousl congenital problems or worse."

*I chose this example because I know someone who had this happen to her son.

If you look at public death records from before vaccines, many families have several children dying, often within *days* of each other from various outbreaks. I wonder what these past parents who experienced these devastating losses would say to parents now. Could any modern anti-vaccinationist look these greiving parents in the eye and tell them they were better off living in a society where no one vaccinated?

I do not have children I can vaccinate in order to help the cause. As an adult, some diseases against which I can be vaccinated are less of a threat to me, such as pertussis or the flu, but I can still do it. Why? To assist with herd immunity. Otherwise I could aid the spread of these diseases to more vulnerable population such as young children and the immunocompromised. For example, whooping cough probably would be that bad for me. But what if I were responsible for exposing a friend's baby to whooping cough before she was vaccinated possibly causing her to cough herself to death? (video of children and babies with Pertussis, including an 8 month old unvaccinated baby. May be upsetting to watch.)

Because of the growing number of sadly mislead, but also, self-centered individuals who are willing to chip away at herd immunity, thus increasing risk for everyone, I am fighting back.

I went down to employee health to get my third and final hepatitis B vaccination. And hey, since they are free, I felt like a kid in a candy shop. "By the way, It's been two years since my tetanus/diptheria. Can I get a TDaP now?" "Pardon me, I remember a recent test saying I am unreactive to measles. Can I get vaccinated for that, too?" "Sure thing!" I also mentioned Garadisil, and she laughed, not only because any employer other than maybe the Pussy Cat Ranch or similar would not have an interest in this, but because, well, my age. She carefully treaded, "Plus," the nurse proceded, carefully looked at me, paused and continued, "Um, I don't know how old you are," (nice save) "but the cut-off is 27." Well I may just try to get some of that, too, off label. I'll have to pay out of pocket, but hey. (Or I could get into a clinical trial.)

So let the following pictures inspire you to talk to your doctor and see what you may need a booster for. You, too can bear the noble scars of herd immunity against the herd of insanity.


Final HepB. I can now eat at salad bars and swim in kiddie pools again.

Top- Tetanus, diptheria, and pertussis. Bottom- Measles, mumps and rubella.

BTW- Actually not all merc'd up. only the Tdap had maybe a teeny trace of mercury.

Friday, July 18, 2008

Post Ambien World

I do remember writing the blog post last night and washing my hair. I remember it felt all very surreal, though. My reasoning was, if I'm awake and need to wash my hair, I might as well do it, No?

I wrote my friend last night to see if I remembered any thing (yes, I remember emailing).

This morning I got the following:

Check your Sent box: it will prove you sent the email below if you don't remember. But you sound pretty lucid for a sleepwalker.

From: Manya
>
> Date: July 18, 2008 4:54:06 AM EDT
>
> To: Friend
>
> Subject: email me in the morning

I am on ambien. I do not know if I will remember this. Why am I awake? I am going to make an ice sculpture of an owl now.
Yes, I checked my sent box. After I mopped up that puddle.

Hello from Ambien world

I'm just testing to see if I remember this in the morning. I've been up working on a blog post (not this one) but one that is pretty personal. I got distracted and decided to wash my hair. The water is runny and while it warms up I am writing this. Am I fully conscious? Will I have any memory of this whatsoever? What other scary things am I about to do?

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Cooler than you.

Finally got an air conditioner installed. I prepped by clearing out the flower box that ceased to hold soil after Kitty decided her grass feeder was a litter box. I also did a quick search for any embarrassing items lying around on the living room floor, but came up with only some dirty undies. Finally, I got rid of anything remotely reminiscent of a delivery man-porn scenario (not really, my apartment would unlikely fit that bill.)

They were really nice and fast, and they gave me a little remote approved by the The National Council on Unnecessary Caloric Burning. You've probably seen their seal of endorsement on a leaf blower or a self stirring coffee cup.

I admit now I did not ask for ID or anything when they came over like I should have. But I did have two things in my pockets for them. In the right pocket was mace, as I always have when strange men are alone with me in my apartment, and in the left pocket was some cash to say, "Hey, good job, I appreciate your work, and thanks for not raping me."

In case you are wondering, my mace remains full and my left pocket empty. And now I'm cooler than you.