More words on the screen today – science has said that the air we breathe is poisoning us !
Well duh.
There is no actual ‘cure’ for the common cold, never mind what we breathe in all day. We do have any number of remedies and elixirs to get you through the common cold, and many other things that ail us, but we have no solution for the poison in the air that we breathe. It’s too big and imposing a problem to solve.
Where do we start?
An obvious statement from a scientific organization makes one ponder the cost for such a conclusion. It does in fact tell us a lot about what we are creating for ourselves. Much more significant than the drastic weather and conditions…the very air that we breathe is poisonous.
When was the last time you heard of somebody dying of old age – no other disease than that of aging? How boring to die of old age. Yet an obscure new disease, with the potential to kill thousands, can turn into a beacon for science and technological research to find a cure – when was the last time anything was actually cured? - Ever get the feeling that the medical industry never wants anybody to get completely free of any health inconvenience. ‘then they wouldn’t have to take anymore pills and our stock would crash’ – oh. sorry. Disease being an Achilles heel where humans are truly vulnerable. If disease doesn’t get us, we will all still die of old age.
Obscure.
What was it like to live in a castle with a moat and drawbridge ?
Cold, most of the time, I would expect.
Can you imagine trying to dust ?
How ’bout a swiffer ?
Howling !
Castles had true hardwood floors in those days…most floors were made of timbers or stone. Tapers, fireplaces, wood burning ovens.
Oily, smoky, greasy.
A plague ran though the castles.
Ran through the cities and counties.
Thousands died from an airborne sickness. – On several different occasions.
We have had our outbreaks of new things recently, most still carrying on.
SARS was no fun…serious business.
Stephen King wrote a book about a disease, created in laboratory, that got loose and killed most of the population, some were immune…the remaining details of the book are of no concern…can you imagine a world that was left mostly in tact, the majority of people have died wherever they were and you end up being one of the few who was immune ?
(the willful suspension of disbelief)
How long could you survive without anybody around ?
Would you get lonely and jump ?
Would you be able to figure out what you had to do to actually survive ?
There is no more fresh food coming in, the electrical system overloaded and shut down. Essentially the lights go out in the concrete jungle.
The rest of the animals survived, you are not alone, but other humans are few.
– Cleaned-up the gene pool all right –
Now what ?
Find a penthouse, stock it up and never come down ?
Start up the nice car and drive until you run out of gas ?
Do you know how to get more ?
Where would you go ?
Go caveman, become gatherer, and hunter ?
The animals survived…Alfred Hitchcock and roaming packs of rabid dogs come to mind.
I think that if we were each left to our own devices, without any outside interference, many would not have the wherewithal to survive it.
It’s odd that my psyche is overwhelmed with our apparent apathy toward survival. True survival, the only treat you get is being able to live another day. At present living another day is not the problem, the city has everything you need, even if you don’t have money. The desperation for survival is actually most vivid in the city, those with and without. It’s the ones without who could survive better if the lights went out. Those with, have been lulled into the lap of luxury – no physical hunter/gatherer skills at all. I am probably guilty of it too…my house has nothing in it that could sustain me for more than 2 days.
Thanking my logic I have a manual can opener.
Getting back to where we started, poison air.
Yes, yes, that’s where this all started.
Breathing it all in. Anything that is burned and goes up in smoke never just disappears, contrary to popular belief…can’t see the smoke anymore, must have disappeared. The word is dissipate. The smoke is still there, but in less parts be million…whatever was burned has something in it that is not good for us. Ever notice that people move away when smoke blows at them – they cannot breathe the smoke in. So after centuries of burning things, over the last few centuries the amount we burn has increased and sure some of the parts per million act as nuclei for rain/snow/hail drops, but most of it falls back to earth as dust. Dust is everywhere and just because you cannot see it does not mean it is not there…by not touching the black lacquer coffee table does not mean you cannot see the dust on it ! dust gets stirred up and off it floats…they talk about reducing the amount of carbon gases that our existence is emitting, in tons.
Hmmm. Got a little annoyed at the prospect of thousands, if not millions of somebody’s dollars being scammed by university scientists who figured out that the air we breath is poisonous…
The long way around.
Crock
Stephen King wrote a book about a disease, created in laboratory, that got loose and killed most of the population, some were immune…the remaining details of the book are of no concern…can you imagine a world that was left mostly in tact, the majority of people have died wherever they were and you end up being one of the few who was immune ?
(the willful suspension of disbelief)
How long could you survive without anybody around ?
Would you get lonely and jump ?
Would you be able to figure out what you had to do to actually survive ?
There is no more fresh food coming in, the electrical system overloaded and shut down. Essentially the lights go out in the concrete jungle.
The rest of the animals survived, you are not alone, but other humans are few.
– Cleaned-up the gene pool all right –
Now what ?
Find a penthouse, stock it up and never come down ?
Start up the nice car and drive until you run out of gas ?
Do you know how to get more ?
Where would you go ?
Go caveman, become gatherer, and hunter ?
The animals survived…Alfred Hitchcock and roaming packs of rabid dogs come to mind.
I think that if we were each left to our own devices, without any outside interference, many would not have the wherewithal to survive it.
It’s odd that my psyche is overwhelmed with our apparent apathy toward survival. True survival, the only treat you get is being able to live another day. At present living another day is not the problem, the city has everything you need, even if you don’t have money. The desperation for survival is actually most vivid in the city, those with and without. It’s the ones without who could survive better if the lights went out. Those with, have been lulled into the lap of luxury – no physical hunter/gatherer skills at all. I am probably guilty of it too…my house has nothing in it that could sustain me for more than 2 days.
Thanking my logic I have a manual can opener.
Getting back to where we started, poison air.
Yes, yes, that’s where this all started.
Breathing it all in. Anything that is burned and goes up in smoke never just disappears, contrary to popular belief…can’t see the smoke anymore, must have disappeared. The word is dissipate. The smoke is still there, but in less parts be million…whatever was burned has something in it that is not good for us. Ever notice that people move away when smoke blows at them – they cannot breathe the smoke in. So after centuries of burning things, over the last few centuries the amount we burn has increased and sure some of the parts per million act as nuclei for rain/snow/hail drops, but most of it falls back to earth as dust. Dust is everywhere and just because you cannot see it does not mean it is not there…by not touching the black lacquer coffee table does not mean you cannot see the dust on it ! dust gets stirred up and off it floats…they talk about reducing the amount of carbon gases that our existence is emitting, in tons.
Hmmm. Got a little annoyed at the prospect of thousands, if not millions of somebody’s dollars being scammed by university scientists who figured out that the air we breath is poisonous…
The long way around.
Crock
posted by D.C. Rock It at 5:01 PM
