Thursday, April 24, 2003 

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(Originally posted to Toastmasters at EraBlog on Thu, 24 Apr 2003 06:08:36 GMT)

I gave the following speech to Toastmasters on March 5th, 2003, as Speech #3, "Organize Your Speech".

SLEEP APNEA

My wife is a cyborg.

That's not to say that she's the Terminator. Nor even that she's the six-million dollar woman, although I do value her greatly. She calls herself a cyborg because she sleeps with a breathing machine. At night, she wears a mask over her nose to force air into her lungs.

When I first met her, she complained of being tired all the time, of not getting a good night's sleep, of feeling stupid. When she drove for any length of time, she'd have to pull over for a short nap every hour. It was that or fall asleep at the wheel.

Once we started spending the night together, I quickly learned that she snores. Loudly. But it was a different kind of snoring than I was used to. In my experience, most people snore steadily, in a seesaw pattern like this: <snore in> <whistle out> <pause> <snore in> <whistle out>

Not so Emma. She would be very quiet for a minute or so, hardly breathing at all. Then she'd breathe in very loudly, almost gasping for air: <SNNNNORKKK!!> She'd go quiet for a minute or so, then snore loudly again. And so the cycle would repeat. All night long.

Naturally, I didn't enjoy this much. Sometimes, it would keep me awake for hours, and I'd have to move to the spare room just to get some sleep.

After one such episode, when I snarled "I can't take this anymore!" at her, she decided to see her doctor about it.

Emma's doctor thought that her symptoms sounded like sleep apnea, even though she didn't fit the stereotype of being an overweight, middle-aged man.

Apnea is Greek for "without breath". Sleep apnea is a breathing disorder, where the sufferer repeatedly stops breathing during sleep. After a minute or two without breathing, which leads to a reduction in blood-oxygen saturation, the brain forces the upper airway muscles to open the airway. Breathing resumes, usually with a loud snoring sound or gasp. These frequent arousals means that the sufferer doesn't get much deep, restorative sleep: the REM sleep that you need to be well-rested.

The effects of this lack of deep sleep build up over time. The sufferers often feel very sleepy during the day. Their concentration suffers. They lack energy. They become irritable and they have difficulty learning things. They may fall asleep while driving and they are significantly more likely to have accidents. Occasionally, they may even die in their sleep.

Sleep apnea occurs in all age groups and both sexes. It's estimated that four percent of middle-aged men have sleep apnea, and two percent of middle-aged women, with perhaps twelve to eighteen million Americans suffering from it. Most cases go undiagnosed.

The primary kind of sleep apnea is due to an obstruction in breathing. This can be due to a physical abnormality in the nose, throat, or upper airway. Many, but not all, sufferers are overweight and have an excess of soft flesh in the airway. When they sleep, the muscles in the soft palate, at the back of the roof of the mouth, relax, closing the airway. This can make breathing difficult, or it can stop it altogether.

One analogy is that it's like putting your hand over the nozzle of a vacuum cleaner. Your hand blocks all air getting in, like the upper airway collapses, even though the vacuum cleaner is still applying suction, just as the body continues to try to breathe. The vacuum cleaner is straining and so is the human body.

Under managed care, Emma's doctor couldn't send her for a sleep study directly. Instead, she was referred to an ear-, nose-, and throat-specialist. He also joked that she didn't fit the stereotype of being fat, fifty, and male. He looked at her small mouth and nose and her undershot jaw, and he agreed that it probably was sleep apnea. He referred her to a sleep specialist. The sleep specialist also trotted out the line about her not fitting the stereotype, but he did schedule her for a sleep study.

She spent a night at the sleep clinic in Swedish Hospital in Ballard. They attached electrodes all over her head and torso, as well as other instruments that made her look like the Bride of Frankenstein. The instruments were hooked up to a plotter that graphed all kinds of body functions continuously. When I came back in the morning to collect her, the plotter had produced a pile of fanfold paper that was a foot thick.

When Emma went back to the sleep specialist for her follow appointment, he told her that she had stopped breathing about twenty-six times an hour. It was no wonder that she had such difficulty in getting a good night's rest.

He told her that she could either have surgery or learn to sleep with the help of a breathing machine. The surgery would have involved removing excess tissue at the back of the throat and moving her jaw further forward. Emma was not keen on that, especially as the success rate of surgery is only about fifty to sixty percent.

She opted for a CPAP sleep machine instead. She straps a nose-mask around her head. This nose-mask is connected by a hose to a continuous positive air-pressure machine. This forces air through her nose and into her lungs.

She had to have a second sleep study to calibrate her CPAP machine for her breathing. It starts out at a low pressure and ramps up to the right pressure over a twenty-minute interval.

It took her a few weeks to get accustomed to the CPAP machine. It's not a very natural feeling to have air forced into your nose continuously. She now sleeps far better with it than she did before. Sometimes, she doesn't bother to put on her mask before taking a nap, and she usually regrets it, because she wakes up feeling less rested.

It took me a while to get used to the CPAP machine too, because it makes white noise all night long, as it's huffing away. It's a little like sleeping beside Darth Vader, and it's not very romantic, but it certainly beats her snoring.

When we travel, we bring the CPAP machine in an overnight case, along with an extension cord and a selection of adapters for foreign electrical outlets. The CPAP machine means that we can't go camping for more than a night or so, or Emma doesn't get enough rest.

In retrospect, Emma probably had sleep apnea for many years before it was diagnosed.

Now, not everyone who snores has sleep apnea. Only if they also have difficulty in breathing and chronically can't get a good night's rest, are they likely to have sleep apnea. Most undiagnosed sleep apnea sufferers are unaware that they repeatedly stop breathing because they don't wake up far enough to realize it.

If you know someone who may have the symptoms of sleep apnea, please, urge them to see their doctor. You could save their life.

posted on Thursday, April 24, 2003 9:09:01 AM (Pacific Daylight Time, UTC-07:00) 
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Tuesday, April 22, 2003 

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(Originally posted to Personal at EraBlog on Tue, 22 Apr 2003 16:04:19 GMT)

I've been too busy in the last few weeks to post anything here. Mostly because I've been busy with work. Partially because I'm too disgusted with Iraq to say anything useful: Win the war and lose the peace. Feh!

In the last few days, I've been at home taking care of Emma. On Friday morning, she had a Morton's neuroma removed from her left foot. A nerve running through the space between a couple of her toes had become enlarged to about a centimeter in diameter, and it had been causing her a lot of pain. She wasn't able to stand or walk for more than 20 minutes without discomfort, which rapidly grew worse the longer she stayed on her feet. It first became a serious problem when we were in Ireland during Christmas 2001, when her foot gave out on Christmas Day. She was in great pain and spent the rest of the vacation on crutches.

For the first week or so, she has to keep her foot elevated as much as possible, and she's under doctor's orders not to put any weight on it. Even if she were inclined to flout the orders, any time that she's accidentally jolted it has been intensely painful. I'm staying home for a few days to help nurse her.

After she goes back to work, I'm still going to have to look after her for the next six-to-eight weeks. She's supposed to minimize the amount of walking or standing that she does, which means that she can't wait for the bus and she can't drive, so I'll have to bring her to and from work. I'll also have to bring her to physical therapy several times a week.

She's bearing up well, considering the amount of pain that she's been in and the frustration she feels at being able to do so little for herself. I dislike seeing her in pain, so I'm looking forward to the time that she'll be able to walk comfortably again.

posted on Tuesday, April 22, 2003 9:07:45 AM (Pacific Daylight Time, UTC-07:00) 
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Sunday, March 30, 2003 

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(Originally posted to Humor at EraBlog on Sun, 30 Mar 2003 03:06:43 GMT)

Emma got this list of "why did the chicken cross the road?" jokes off one of her mailing lists. I've seen most of these before, but some are new, and I can't find this selection on Google.

EMMA BARTHOLOMEW

To show the possum that it could be done.

GEORGE W. BUSH

We don't really care why the chicken crossed the road. We just want to know if the chicken is on our side of the road or not. The chicken is either with us or it is against us. There is no middle ground here.

COLIN POWELL

Now at the left of the screen, you clearly see the satellite image of the chicken crossing the road.

HANS BLIX

We have reason to believe there is a chicken, but we have not yet been allowed access to the other side of the road.

MOHAMMED ALDOURI (Iraqi ambassador)

The chicken did not cross the road. This is a complete fabrication. We don't even have a chicken.

SADDAM HUSSEIN

This was an unprovoked act of rebellion and we were quite justified in dropping 50 tons of nerve gas on it.

RALPH NADER

The chicken's habitat on the original side of the road had been polluted by unchecked industrialist greed. The chicken did not reach the unspoiled habitat on the other side of the road because it was crushed by the wheels of a gas-guzzling SUV.

PAT BUCHANAN

To steal a job from a decent, hard-working American.

RUSH LIMBAUGH

I don't know why the chicken crossed the road, but I'll bet it was getting a government grant to cross the road, and I'll bet someone out there is already forming a support group to help chickens with crossing-the-road syndrome. Can you believe this? How much more of this can real Americans take? Chickens crossing the road paid for by their tax dollars, and when I say tax dollars, I'm talking about your money, money the government took from you to build roads for chickens to cross.

MARTHA STEWART

No one called to warn me which way that chicken was going. I had a standing order at the farmer's market to sell my eggs when the price dropped to a certain level. No little bird gave me any insider information.

JERRY FALWELL

Because the chicken was gay! Isn't it obvious? Can't you people see the plain truth in front of your face? The chicken was going to the other side. That's what they call it -- the other side. Yes, my friends, that chicken is gay. And, if you eat that chicken, you will become gay too. I say we boycott all chickens until we sort out this abomination that the liberal media whitewashes with seemingly harmless phrases like the other side.

DR. SEUSS

Did the chicken cross the road? Did he cross it with a toad? Yes, The chicken crossed the road, But why it crossed, I've not been told!

ERNEST HEMINGWAY

To die. In the rain. Alone.

MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR.

I envision a world where all chickens will be free to cross roads without having their motives called into question.

GRANDPA

In my day, we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road. Someone told us that the chicken crossed the road, and that was good enough for us.

BARBARA WALTERS

Isn't that interesting? In a few moments we will be listening to the chicken tell, for the first time, the heart-warming story of how it experienced a serious case of molting and went on to accomplish its life-long dream of crossing the road.

JOHN LENNON

Imagine all the chickens crossing roads in peace.

ARISTOTLE

It is the nature of chickens to cross the road.

KARL MARX

It was an historical inevitability.

VOLTAIRE

I may not agree with what the chicken did, but I will defend to the death its right to do it.

RONALD REAGAN

What chicken?

CAPTAIN KIRK

To boldly go where no chicken has gone before.

FOX MULDER

You saw it cross the road with your own eyes! How many more chickens have to cross before you believe it?

SIGMUND FREUD

The fact that you are at all concerned that the chicken crossed the road reveals your underlying sexual insecurity.

BILL GATES

I have just released eChicken 2003, which will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents, and balance your checkbook - and Internet Explorer is an inextricable part of eChicken.

ALBERT EINSTEIN

Did the chicken really cross the road or did the road move beneath the chicken?

BILL CLINTON

I did not cross the road with THAT chicken. What do you mean by chicken? Could you define chicken, please?

COLONEL SANDERS

I missed one?

posted on Sunday, March 30, 2003 9:06:34 AM (Pacific Daylight Time, UTC-07:00) 
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Monday, March 24, 2003 

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(Originally posted to Iraq at EraBlog on Mon, 24 Mar 2003 06:56:07 GMT)

A friend of Emma's sent her a link to an article by Thom Hartmann at Commondreams.org.

The 70th anniversary wasn't noticed in the United States, and was barely reported in the corporate media. But the Germans remembered well that fateful day seventy years ago - February 27, 1933. They commemorated the anniversary by joining in demonstrations for peace that mobilized citizens all across the world.

It started when the government, in the midst of a worldwide economic crisis, received reports of an imminent terrorist attack. A foreign ideologue had launched feeble attacks on a few famous buildings, but the media largely ignored his relatively small efforts. The intelligence services knew, however, that the odds were he would eventually succeed. (Historians are still arguing whether or not rogue elements in the intelligence service helped the terrorist; the most recent research implies they did not.)


I'm not quite paranoid enough (yet) to buy the analogy, but the numerous parallels are eerie and discomforting.

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posted on Monday, March 24, 2003 9:05:03 AM (Pacific Daylight Time, UTC-07:00) 
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Friday, March 21, 2003 

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(Originally posted to Iraq at EraBlog on Fri, 21 Mar 2003 08:04:55 GMT)

Peter Turnley is a photojournalist who covered the first Gulf War. The Unseen Gulf War is his collection of previously unpublished photos from that war. The photos present no political viewpoint, but what they do "represent is a part of a more accurate picture of what really does happen in war". Warning: there are a number of graphic images of corpses.

posted on Friday, March 21, 2003 9:03:15 AM (Pacific Daylight Time, UTC-07:00) 
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(Originally posted to Iraq at EraBlog on Fri, 21 Mar 2003 07:38:19 GMT)

To announce that there must be no criticism of the President, or that we are to stand by the President, right or wrong, is not only unpatriotic and servile, but is morally treasonable to the American public. Teddy Roosevelt, 1918

We're at war. The anti-war protests have ratcheted up, with hundreds of thousands protesting all over the country.

Emma joined the protest outside the Federal Building in Seattle early this evening. She went back to her office after an hour because her bad feet were killing her. Not long after, I arrived in downtown and followed the protesters as they marched up to Westlake, then back down to the Federal Building, where Emma joined me again.

I have no hope that this will make any difference to Bush. But it's important to be counted.

Senator Robert Byrd gave a fine speech yesterday, on the arrogance of power. Michael Kinsley wrote Unauthorized entry - The Bush Doctrine: War without anyone's permission, in today's Slate. Mike Duncan dissects the speech that Bush gave on Monday night, giving Saddam 48 more hours in Lies, Damned Lies, and Ultimatums.

posted on Friday, March 21, 2003 9:01:13 AM (Pacific Daylight Time, UTC-07:00) 
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Tuesday, March 18, 2003 

(Originally posted to Iraq at EraBlog on Tue, 18 Mar 2003 06:41:46 GMT)

Almost, but not quite, at war with Iraq. Saddam has forty-eight hours to quit Iraq and avert war, but no-one expects him to do that. Feh.

I would feel slightly better about the new war if Bush had managed to forge a broad-based coalition. Instead, in their heavyhanded way, Bush, Rumsfeld, Cheney, and Perle have managed to piss off most of the world.

Paul Glastris has a good article in Slate about how Bush repeatedly botched the opportunities to get the UN and NATO on board, in contrast with Clinton in Kosovo and his own father for the first Gulf War.

posted on Tuesday, March 18, 2003 9:30:53 AM (Pacific Daylight Time, UTC-07:00) 
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(Originally posted to Ireland at EraBlog on Tue, 18 Mar 2003 06:52:18 GMT)

Roy Foster has a good op-ed in Monday's New York Times about the origin of St. Patrick's Day, and how it's celebrated in the U.S.

[Sorry, the piece is now behind the Times Select firewall.]

posted on Tuesday, March 18, 2003 8:58:03 AM (Pacific Daylight Time, UTC-07:00) 
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Monday, March 17, 2003 

(Originally posted to Iraq at EraBlog on Mon, 17 Mar 2003 06:59:33 GMT)

MoveOn.org organized a rolling wave of candlelight vigils across the world today, held at 7pm local time on Sunday, March 16th. Emma and I joined three of our friends at the vigil at the Seattle Central Community College, at Broadway and Pike. I estimate that there were 300-400 people there, and probably thousands more at the other vigils in the Seattle area.

It looks certain that Bush will declare war on Iraq in the next day or two. I'm still against the war. I would very much like to see Saddam gone (the poor bloody Iraqis never deserved thirty-plus years of that thug's misrule), but I don't trust Bush to do it right. Look at how badly they've followed through in Afghanistan: the country has reverted to warlordism outside of Kabul.

Nor has he made a compelling case for going to war. Instead, he and the neocon hawks have managed to alienate the whole world. Eighteen months ago, after 9/11, the world reacted with horror, and made sincere gestures of friendship. Now, practically everyone loathes and fears Bush.

I want the inevitable war to end as quickly as possible, with as little bloodshed as possible. But Mark LeVine at Alternet points out that 'Bush Wins' could be a nightmare scenario for the Left.

Sound Nonviolent Opponents of War are coordinating further peace rallies in the Puget Sound area. (Tip for candlelight vigils: punch a hole through the bottom of a Dixie (translucent wax-paper) cup and push the candle through that; the cup will catch dripping wax and it will also protect the flame from the wind.)

posted on Monday, March 17, 2003 9:25:36 AM (Pacific Daylight Time, UTC-07:00) 
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Wednesday, March 12, 2003 
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Tuesday, March 04, 2003 

(Originally posted to Humor at EraBlog on Tue, 04 Mar 2003 08:07:10 GMT)

I saw The Closer You Get yesterday. It's a comedy about desperate bachelors in an Irish fishing village, who place an ad in the Miami Herald for American women to come to Donegal. It's an inoffensive, lightweight piece of paddywhackery in the spirit of Waking Ned Devine.

These "Irish Personals" arrived in my inbox this morning. Very apropos.

Grossly overweight Louth turfcutter, 42 years old and 23 stone, Gemini, seeks nimble sexpot, preferably South American, for tango sessions, candlelit dinners and humid nights of screaming passion. Must have own car and be willing to travel.

Following a sad recent loss, teetotal Tipperary man, 53, seeks replacement mammy. Must like biscuits and answer to the name Minnie. Thurles area.

Galway man, 50, in desperate need of a ride. Anything considered.

Heavy drinker, 35, Cork area, seeks gorgeous sex addict interested in pints, fags, Munster RFC, and starting scraps on Patrick Street at three in the morning.

Bitter, disillusioned Kerryman lately rejected by longtime fiancee seeks decent, honest, reliable woman, if such a thing still exists in this cruel world of hatchet-faced bitches.

Ginger-haired Galwegian trouble-maker, gets slit-eyed and shirty after a few scoops, seeks attractive, wealthy lady for bail purposes, maybe more.

Artistic Clare woman, 53, petite, loves rainy walks on the beach, writing poetry, unusual sea-shells and interesting brown rice dishes, seeks mystic dreamer for companionship, back rubs and more as we bounce along like little tumbling clouds on life's beautiful crazy journey. Strong stomach essential.

Chartered accountant, 42, seeks female for marriage. Duties will include cooking, light cleaning and accompanying me to office social functions. References required. No timewasters.

Bad-tempered, foul-mouthed old bastard living in a damp cottage in the arse end of Roscommon seeks attractive 21-year-old blonde lady with big chest.

Devil-worshiper, Offaly area, seeks like minded lady for wining and dining, good conversation, dancing, romantic walks and slaughtering cats in cemeteries at midnight under the flinty light of a pale moon.

Attractive brunette, Macroom area, winner of Miss Wrangler competition at Jolene's Nightclub, Macroom, in September 1978, seeks nostalgic man who's not afraid to cry for long nights spent comfort drinking and listening to old Abba records. Please, Please!

Limerick man, 27, medium build, brown hair, blue eyes, seeks alibi for the night of February 27 between 8pm and 11:30pm.

Optimistic Mayo man (Glen Corcoran), seeks blonde 20-year-old double-jointed supermodel who owns her own brewery and has an open-minded twin sister.

posted on Tuesday, March 04, 2003 9:05:06 AM (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) 
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Wednesday, February 26, 2003 

(Originally posted to Humor at EraBlog on Wed, 26 Feb 2003 08:16:48 GMT)

Taken from a mail to win_tech_off_topic

"The following was stolen from JINX: The World's Weirdest eZine. Send 'Jinx me' to jinx@thecentre.com for inclusion, subscription, and delight."

You know, many important theological questions are answered if we think of God as a Computer Programmer:

Does God control everything that happens in my life?

He could, if he used the debugger, but it's tedious to step through all those variables.

Why does God allow evil to happen?

God thought he eliminated evil in one of the earlier versions.

What causes God to intervene in earthly affairs?

If a critical error occurs, the system pages him automatically and he logs on from home to try to bring it up. Otherwise things can wait until tomorrow.

Did God really create the world in seven days?

He did it in six days and nights while living on cola and candy bars. On the seventh day he went home and found out his girlfriend had left him. or on the 7th day the requirements were changed!

How come the Age of Miracles Ended?

That was the development phase of the project, now we are in the maintenance phase.

Who is Satan?

Satan is a MIS director who takes credit for more powers than he actually possesses, so people who aren't programmers are scared of him. God thinks of him as irritating but irrelevant.

What is the role of sinners?

Sinners are the people who find new and imaginative ways to mess up the system when God has made it idiot-proof.

Where will I go after I die?

Onto a DAT tape.

Will I be reincarnated?

Not unless there is a special need to recreate you. And searching those tar files is a major hassle, so if there is a request for you, God will just say that the tape has been lost.

Am I unique and special in the universe?

There are over 10,000 major university and corporate sites running exact duplicates of you in the present release version.

What is the purpose of the universe?

God created it because he values elegance and simplicity, but then the users and managers demanded he tack all this senseless stuff onto it and now everything is more complicated and expensive than ever.

If I pray to God, will he listen?

You can waste his time telling him what to do, or you can just get off his back and let him program.

What is the one true religion?

All systems have their advantages and disadvantages, so just pick the one that best suits your needs and don't let anyone put you down.

How can I protect myself from evil?

Change your password every month and don't make it a name, a common word, or a date like your birthday.

Some people claim they hear the voice of God. Is this true?

They are much more likely to receive email.

posted on Wednesday, February 26, 2003 8:56:44 AM (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) 
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Monday, February 24, 2003 

(Originally posted to Ireland at EraBlog on Mon, 24 Feb 2003 02:58:05 GMT)

Paul Graham has an insightful essay on why nerds are unpopular in American high schools.

So if intelligence in itself is not a factor in popularity, why are smart kids so consistently unpopular? The answer, I think, is that they don't really want to be popular.

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But in fact I didn't, not enough. There was something else I wanted more: to be smart. Not simply to do well in school, though that counted for something, but to design marvellous rockets, or to write well, or to understand how to program computers. In general, to make great things, which seems a more accurate definition of smart than the passive one implicit in IQ tests.

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Nerds serve two masters. They want to be popular, certainly, but they want even more to be smart. And popularity is not something you can do in your spare time, not in the fiercely competitive environment of an American secondary school.

... [T]he [new] world these kids create for themselves is at first a very crude one. If you leave a bunch of eleven year olds to their own devices, they'll usually create a Lord of the Flies world.

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Unpopularity is a communicable disease; kids too nice to pick on nerds will still ostracize them in self-defense.

It's no wonder, then, that smart kids tend to be unhappy in middle school and high school. Their other interests leave them little attention to spare for popularity, and since popularity resembles a zero-sum game, this in turn makes them targets for the whole school. And the strange thing is, this nightmare scenario happens without any conscious malice, merely because of the shape of the situation.

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Bullying was only part of the problem. Another problem, and possibly an even worse one, was that we never had anything real to work on.

Most of my nerdy American friends would probably identify with this. They have less-than-fond memories of their high school years.

But I don't remember this phenomenon from my own secondary school years in Ireland (Graham says he didn't see it when he lived in Italy). Perhaps my experience was atypical, but I don't remember all the nerds in Computer Science at Trinity griping about this either.

That's not to say that we were popular; we weren't, particularly. But there wasn't such a marked hierarchy of popularity that seems rife in American high schools.

I went to St. Mary's College, Rathmines, an all-boys private day school in Dublin for eleven years: 7-12 in the Junior School, 12-18 in the Senior School. There was little turnover, so most of the same faces stayed the whole way through. It was a relatively small school by American standards, with 50-60 boys in each year, divided into two classes.

I was quiet, small, unathletic, and bright. I usually came second or third academically, but was otherwise undistinguished. The better rugby players tended to be popular, but many of the best students were also rugby players. If my friends and I were being ostracized, it can't have been too traumatic, since I have no particular recollection of it.

There were two or three boys who were very unpopular. One was effeminate and annoying; how much of the latter was a reaction to being outcast, I can't say. Another would surely have been a Trenchcoat Mafioso, if we had had such a thing.

Perhaps not having girls in the school, with the consequent adolescent sexual tension, may have helped.

I did the Leaving Cert (graduated high school) in 1983. No doubt, some memories have dimmed with time, and things may have grown worse for current secondary schoolers.

posted on Monday, February 24, 2003 8:44:27 AM (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) 
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Friday, February 21, 2003 

(Originally posted to Politics at EraBlog on Fri, 21 Feb 2003 08:15:16 GMT)

Michael Savage is a radical right-wing talk-radio host and author, far more obnxoxious than Rush Limbaugh. MSNBC has just signed him to a weekly TV show. FAIR has issued an action alert about this. Read Ben Fritz in Salon, or michaelsavagesucks.com.

Here's the letter that I just sent to MSNBC:

From: George V. Reilly
To: feedback@msnbc.com ; Erik.Sorenson@msnbc.com
Cc: fair@fair.org
Sent: Friday, February 21, 2003 12:07 AM
Subject: I object to Michael Savage's proposed TV show

Michael Savage is an extremist thug, far beyond the pale of civilized discourse. He has made his name by spewing homophobic, racist, misogynistic venom. Even by the low standards of talk radio, he's a national disgrace.

And now MSNBC proposes to give him a weekly show. If you give him a pulpit, you implicitly endorse his hatefulness. No doubt, you'll boost your ratings in the short run, but in the long run he'll drag you into the mire. In a race to the bottom with Rupert Murdoch, we will all lose.

I believe in free speech. I believe that Savage has a right to say what he does, no matter how objectionable I may find it. But I don't believe that he needs the endorsement of a national TV show.

There's no shortage of conservative voices in the media. And there's no need to give Savage his own show.

/George V. Reilly, Microsoft shareholder, Seattle george@reilly.org

StopDrLaura.com got Dr. Laura's show pulled. I wouldn't be surprised to see a similar boycott of The Savage Nation.

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Thursday, February 20, 2003 

(Originally posted to Politics at EraBlog on Thu, 20 Feb 2003 08:06:19 GMT)

Along with perhaps 30 million others, Emma and I took part in a peace rally on Saturday. We were delayed finishing up our signs, so we failed to meet up with our friends before the Seattle rally, although we did run into another friend as the march set off.

There were an estimated 20,000 people at the Seattle rally, according to the Seattle P-I. I would have thought more. It took eighty minutes from the first marchers setting out to the last of the marchers getting a few blocks away from the Seattle Center.

The night before the rally, I found a number of slogans on a mailing list, and I turned 16 of them into signs (see the second of my photos). We gave most of them out to strangers before the rally. I marched with "Don’t Waive Your Rights while Waving Your Flag"; Emma had "Preemptive Impeachment".

  1. Contain Saddam -- and Bush

  2. War begins with 'Dubya'

  3. Who Would Jesus Bomb?

  4. How did our oil get under their sand?

  5. Sacrifice Our SUVs, not our Children

  6. Preemptive Impeachment

  7. Our Grief over 9/11 is not a Cry for War

  8. You don’t have to like Bush to love America

  9. America, get out of the Bushes!

  10. Pro-Lifers: Wake from Bush’s spell! War kills Innocent Children

  11. Preemptive Peace

  12. We Can’t Afford to Rule the World

  13. Don’t Waive Your Rights while Waving Your Flag

  14. Drop Bush, not Bombs!

  15. Bush is to Christianity as Osama is to Islam

  16. War is not a Family Value

I'm glad we went. It was good to feel some solidarity. It was especially good to learn that so many others turned out at other rallies around the world. We showed the world that not everyone in America is in lockstep behind Bush.

Bush, however, remains unimpressed, at least in public. We can only hope that it makes him pause even a little in private, but I doubt it.

My youngest brother, Mark, took part in the New York rally. He said that the NYPD made it impossible to get to the center of the rally. My other brother, David, and my sister, Michelle, took part in the rally in Dublin.

posted on Thursday, February 20, 2003 8:26:26 AM (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) 
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Friday, February 14, 2003 

(Originally posted to Politics at EraBlog on Fri, 14 Feb 2003 18:47:36 GMT)

As part of the wave of peace rallies moving across the world today and tomorrow, there will be a Seattle Rally. Gather at the Seattle Center's International Fountain at 11:30am, rally at noon, march at 1pm to the Federal Building and the INS Detention Center.

Emma and I will be meeting several others at the Japanese Temple Bell near the Pacific Northwest Ballet at 11:30am

posted on Saturday, February 15, 2003 7:49:27 AM (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) 
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(Originally posted to Politics at EraBlog on Fri, 14 Feb 2003 22:46:43 GMT)

Hans Blix presented his latest report to the UN this morning. No surprises. Saddam is not being particularly cooperative, there are some "proscribed" missiles, but they've found no evidence that Iraq is hiding prohibited weapons. All the players held fast to their positions.

Colin Powell hammered home the point that if Saddam had nothing to hide, the Iraqi scientists would be lining up to be interviewed by UN inspectors. True, but that's still not a case for going to war.

In today's New York Times, a new poll shows most want war delay. 59% of Americans favor giving the inspectors more time and 56% want Bush to wait for UN approval. Three-quarters see war as inevitable, and two-thirds approve of war as an option.

I think the war is inevitable. Bush won't back down and Saddam is unlikely to. Inspections are containing Iraq, and I see no need to attack. About the only thing that would change my mind is clear, unequivocal proof that Saddam was behind the September 11th attacks. So far, that proof has circumstantial, fragmentary, and unconvincing. Tuesday's tape from Osama bin Laden showed that Al-Qaida has little liking for Saddam.

The Bush Administration seems more interested in using nukes in Iraq than it is in planning how to maintain a long occupation. We liberated Afghanistan from the Taliban and broke up the Al-Qaida training grounds, but we've not seen it through. Afghanistan is a mess, the opium trade is flourishing again, and was omitted from the US aid budget! An attack on Iraq will further inflame disempowered young Muslims who, rightly, complain that too little is being done by the US to make peace between the Israelis and the Palestinians. Much of the world thinks that Al-Qaida is a bigger threat than Saddam. Others believe that Bush is a bigger threat to world peace than Saddam: certainly the Administration's alliance wrecking in NATO and the UN tends to supports that. (It's hard to believe how quickly Bush managed to dissipate the good will that poured out to America after 9/11.) And the crisis in North Korea, which is being handled so differently, is perhaps most worrying of all.

The US economy is in a shambles, with deficits soaring. The War on Terrorism is going nowhere. The Department of Homeland Security is raising public anxiety by going to Threat Level Orange, but can offer nothing better than suggesting that we seal off windows with plastic sheeting and duct tape. Ashcroft is cooking up a draconian sequel to the Patriot Act.

Meanwhile, I intend to go to the Seattle Peace March and Rally tomorrow. It's important to demonstrate to Bush, the US public, and the world that a lot of Americans oppose Bush's warmongering.

posted on Friday, February 14, 2003 8:15:41 AM (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) 
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(Originally posted to Politics at EraBlog on Fri, 14 Feb 2003 19:15:16 GMT)

I've been meaning to rant about this for a while now, but haven't found the time yet.

Last Friday, the Center for Public Integrity announced that it had obtained a secret draft of Patriot Act II. Previously, it had been kept in almost complete secrecy, only being shown to Dennis Hastert and Dick Cheney.

The Domestic Security Enhancement Act of 2003 (full text) is outrageous. Secret arrests, eavesdropping without court orders, delaying notification to targets of investigations for up to three months, secret subpoenas, crippling the Freedom of Information Act, deporting American citizens, huge new powers for the FBI, and more.

Obviously, we need to fight terrorism more effectively, but shredding the Bill of Rights is unacceptable.

Bill Moyers interviews Chuck Lewis of the Center for Public Integrity. TomPaine.com has a useful summary. WarBlogging.com has addressed Patriot Act II repeatedly. It's all positively Orwellian.

Write to your representatives.

posted on Friday, February 14, 2003 8:02:34 AM (Pacific Standard Time, UTC-08:00) 
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