Grab a chair and hang on! We had another shaker last night, this is a new wrinkle, “we actually had tornado’s and earthquakes” in the same day. I often refer to this place as the “Extreme Weather Capitol of The World” and now we have new items to share and amuse.
Those wonderful folks that brought you such hits as the Gulf Of Mexico spill and the Exxon Valdez are saying don’t worry. The oil companies were quick to get on record about all this. They are saying that it is not from fracking(sp) and the government entity that oversees this, says it is a “natural occurring process” in nature.
We are currently being told that this natural occurring process is happening deep inside the planet in rock that was formed 300 million years ago, and that the strata from this ancient seabed of small dead micro-organisms was cracked by blah, blah, blah yada-yada.
There are a couple of reasons I am not buying into all of this.
First off, there was no one here 300 million years ago, and if they left a record of it, it is long gone, trust me. I learned a long time ago, the government doesn’t always “tell it exactly like it is.”
Secondly, they ought to be telling the general public that there is this huge natural gas field being explored in the area of the earthquake centers, one end of it is pumping 500 psi and the other end is pumping 1,500 psi … which to me, indicates a uneven pressure field and possible stress. But what do I know, on most days I cannot locate my glasses.
So it all boils down to this:
Two of the biggest liars in the history of the planet are telling us, don’t worry nothing can go wrong … go wrong … go wrong. A few folks are even saying that “God is punishing Oklahoma for electing a woman governor.” (Is this a great state or what?) Guess it takes a glass of tap water drawn from the kitchen sink, with the distinct odor of Ronson Lighter fluid to change some minds around here.
The oil companies and the government are the last people I would trust for good solid info on what is going on.
Okay, quickly jumping down from my soapbox, we shall move on ….. Eight years ago, the 1,500 residents of the Kenyan village of Lwala sold chicken and cattle to raise $900 in airfare so that one their boys, Milton Ochieng, could enter Dartmouth College. Today Milton is a graduate of Vanderbilt University Medical School and, along with his brother Fred, who followed him to both alma maters, he has repaid the favor by building a clinic in his home village.
People helping people, something you don’t seem to hear about much these days.
The brothers raised $150,000 for the clinic, which in its first year has seen 20,000 patients, most of them for free. “It makes you feel great to be a doctor,” said Milton. An amazing feat when you stop to consider that this all occurred in a third world country, not some Mega Super Power.
Fifty four years ago, Jan Zacharda lost her Ludington, Michigan, high school ring in the depths of Lake Michigan. Last month she got a call from Robert Savage, who had found it with a metal detector. Savage had actually discovered the ring some 12 years ago, but couldn’t locate its owner; though Zacharda’s class year, 1955, was clearly stamped on the ring.
Along with the initials “J.P.” for Jan Pedersen her maiden name.
But Savage recently got hold of the Ludington yearbook for the class of ’55 and found only one name with the right initials. He then began calling all the are Pedersen’s until he found one who knew Jan. Kind of nice to know that there are still some honest people out there.
Not so smart file:
A sense of privilege, after a first-class passenger on a Delta Airline flight from New York became so angry that economy passengers were let off the plane ahead of him, that he opened an emergency hatch and slid down the chute! The indignant passenger was promptly arrested. I also read where a passenger in disgust uttered the “F” word on a flight, and was ejected from the flight by the flight attendants for being “disruptive.”
The absolute best one that has come to my attention this week is the California woman who whipped out her .44 caliber Magnum and began firing at mice scurrying across the floor of her trailer. A .44 Magnum, man, talk about “overkill” that is kind of unreal right there.
But wait … It gets better.
She drops the gun (more than likely reaching for another beer) and it fires a bullet that pieces her knee, bounces off a friends key-chain, and grazes his groin before coming to rest in his coin pocket. And people wonder what type of person lives in a Mobile home?
But wait, it gets even worse.
A diabetic Illinois woman is recovering after he dog chewed off her big toe! (I am not making this up). The 56 year old woman who suffers with numbness in her lower extremities says she dozed off in the afternoon (not an uncommon occurrence with diabetics) and her 1 year old miniature dachshund, Roscoe, (again I am not making this up), snuggled at her feet, starts gnawing on her foot.
When she awoke from the nap, and looked down, and saw Roscoe dining at the big toe buffet, she screamed! At that time, her daughter ran into the room and discovered the dog munching away. I believe her exact quote was: “I didn’t think when I went in there I was going to see that.. It is hard to take in when you walk into a room and there’s a dog eating your Mom.”
Duh — You think so?
[It has been a somewhat interesting week, and it is only Tuesday, a natural occurring process in the Heartland, try and figure that one out]
Nature never deceives us; it is we who deceive ourselves.