NEWS: We may finally know what causes Alzheimer’s – and how to stop it | New Scientist

This is most welcome news. Coming later than I wish but heading our way, nonetheless. I don’t pretend to understand all of the science involved because I am not a scientist. I do know enough to understand that the logic behind the hypothesis is sound: Porphyromonas gingivalis, the key bacteria in chronic gum disease may be the cause of Alzheimer’s.

If this does turn out to be true we will have a serious case for the universal inclusion (mandated, if necessary) of dental benefits in public and private health insurance. The dollar savings from being able to eliminate Alzheimer’s and/or dementia would be staggering. The population bubble coming behind the Baby Boomers will only make that even greater.

The relative amounts of prevention and cure come to mind.

Ounce or pound?

This will be the choice we’ll need to make should this all come to pass. I, for one, prefer ounce.

ShotByNess.

via We may finally know what causes Alzheimer’s – and how to stop it | New Scientist


Love Wins
Family Series
ShotByNess.
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Fascist CosPlay

I Explain Some Things
You will ask: And where are the lilacs?
And the metaphysics laced with poppies?
And the rain that often beat
his words filling them with holes and birds?
I’ll tell you everything that’s happening with me.

I lived in a neighborhood
of Madrid, with church bells,
with clocks, with trees.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

My house was called
the house of flowers, because everywhere
geraniums were exploding: it was
a beautiful house
with dogs and little kids.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Federico, you remember,
from under the earth,
do you remember my house with balconies on which
the light of June drowned flowers in your mouth?
Hermano, hermano!
 
And one morning everything was burning

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

and ever since then fire,
gunpowder ever since,
and ever since then blood
Bandits with airplanes and with Moors,
bandits with finger-rings and duchesses,
bandits with black friars making blessings,
… kept coming from the sky to kill children,
and through the streets the blood of the children
ran simply, like children’s blood.

You will ask why his poetry
doesn’t speak to us of dreams, of the leaves,
of the great volcanoes of his native land?

Come and see the blood in the streets,
come and see
the blood in the streets,
come and see the blood
in the streets!

Pablo Neruda, España en el corazón (Spain in the Heart)


Fasicist CosPlay
Resistance Series
ShotByNess.
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Memere

Alzheimer’s is a cruel disease.

Like a much loved jumper.

One that you have had forever, a security blanket.

Then one day, you notice that it’s beginning to get holes, that the buttons are falling off.

It doesn’t worry you at first because you expect it.

Then the loose threads appear, slowly at first, then gradually faster.

And even if you try and re-stitch them, you realise that your beloved jumper is Actually unravelling faster than you can repair it, that it is losing its shape, its form and eventually its purpose.

That all you have left is a pile of yarn – and you can’t find the beginning or the end.

Yet you know it is in there, somewhere…

Together, but apart.

‘The unravelling’ by Vivienne Anne Mackenzie Ward


Memere
Family Series
ShotByNess.
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The Wolf

These ‘lone wolves,’ people like to call them, you’ve got to look at them not like a lone wolf but an individual operator who’s been convinced in their head, brainwashed, whatever, that this is the way to go. And they will carry out their assaults systematically throughout.

Marcus Luttrell


The Wolf
Art Series
ShotByNess.
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Underground

Who are you after you finish something this magnificent — in constructing it you have also journeyed through it, to the other side. On one end there was who you were before you went underground, and on the other end a new person steps out into the light. The up-top world must be so ordinary compared to the miracle beneath, the miracle you made with your sweat and blood. The secret triumph you keep in your heart.

Colson Whitehead, The Underground Railroad

 


Underground
Transportation Series
ShotByNess.
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Many pregnant women don’t think cannabis is harmful, UBC study finds | CBC News

Cannabis is a drug. You need to know before you use. In this case, DO NOT USE CANNABIS IN ANY FORM IF YOU ARE PREGNANT OR BREASTFEEDING. Be responsible folks.

via Many pregnant women don’t think cannabis is harmful, UBC study finds | CBC News

Sitting on the Porch with Roger and Winnie

There is little that is more satisfying than a newspaper. Or a dog. Except a dog that feigns interest in the newspaper. That, my friends, is evidence of God.
– ShotByNess.

Sitting on the porch with Roger and Winnie
Animals Series
ShotByNess.
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