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CLIMATE NEWS!…?

Published July 27, 2025 by Nan Mykel

Trump’s EPA now says greenhouse gases don’t endanger people, per NPR….

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NEW BOOK

I’ve been reading Douglas Rushkoff’s new book, Survival of the Richest, about what he calls the Mindset of the wealthiest, and read today that “we” now have 902 billionaires in the USA, as reported by Forbes. It is difficult to assess how many are wed to AI, but Rushkoff suggests that the leading edge are both enamored and encouraging of it [and perhaps already profiting from it?].

He quotes Gabe Newell, billionaire founder of the game platform Valve in Wired, the human body is a mere “meat peripheral” that is resistant to upgrades or repair and “not at all reflective of consumer preference.” Virtual reality will give users more “choice” over their perception and experience of the world. “The real world will seem flat, colorless, blurry compared to the experience you’ll be able to create in people’s brains.”

Oculus Rift Chief Technologist Officer John Cormack explained on the Joe Rogan podcast, “VR [virtual reality] is the new solution to climate change–or maybe the ultimate surrender to its inevitability. As resources vanish and economic conditions worsen, technological simulations can fill in where real wealth has disappeared [from you?] The author says, “After all, it’s called an iPad, not an usPad.”

This is not to say that all the 902 USA billionaires want great things from AI.* They do appear to plan to reject (and use) those with lower intelligence than them. (But it’s money that anoints them, not an IQ test?). Musk explained in a Vanity Fair article that one of his reasons for colonizing Mars is to have a “bolt hole” if AI goes rogue. [How many people of less wealth and intelligence will be included in the bolt hole?]

Could the new regime be getting even with God? Who else? …And in my book the destruction of baled, ready to go food in the face of human starvation is not a ticket to whatever pleasant afterlife there might be. Bearing false witness, murder, adultery, theft…. In his final chapter, Rushkoff writes that there’s “no escape, and there is no later. If we’re not doing it at the moment, we’re not doing it at all.”

*With very few exceptions

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SHAMED BY MEXICAN LARGESSE

Check out Google for descriptions of many recent instances of Mexican firefighters aiding their U.S. neighbors, and apparently continuing to do so.

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POEMETTE

Look Upward

Each dances to its own beat

separately: grape vine leaves

in the sky, kissed by wind–

oh my!

No, not in pairs; all alone

together, sparkling the day

as the air shuffles through.

Cha cha cha

Nan

Homefront News

Published July 24, 2025 by Nan Mykel

Still living from pillar to post. I’ll protect the name of one motel we stayed at briefly, following the second flood of my basement condo. The toilet must have been built for potty training and the door would not open or close when one sat on the throne. Since I am not of potty training age, I could not arise from that throne but had to go on my knees, crawling out into the main room. BUT from my position on the floor, by the bed, I could not arise, not even with the aid of my daughter. Finally I asked her to call the police. She did and they connected with a free EMT and lo and behold three hefty weightlifters appeared and lifted me to the security of my motel bed. Two of the three wore uniforms which I thought were police uniforms, and the third was a young professional in training with a jolly disposition. I had thought to call the police because not long before, a groundhog had gotten his head under, but not out, of, strong fencing around a locked trash enclosure. A neighbor knew to call for help. Two men I assumed were police had wirecutters with them and also the strength to lift the edge. See that grateful groundhog run! He had been trapped with his head under the wire for more than a day.

I’m still out of my condo but this time staying with a friend in her updated trailer home that has an adult potty. Recently there was major sewer work on West Union, by my condo, and they suspect workmen may have sent a wrong sewer into and through my condo. I finally got my computer back from the condo. Thus endeth my personal report. Now for real news:

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1995 NEWS/VIEWS on WOMEN — We found a March 21, 1955 Time magazine in the library’s free book shelf : From A Piece of Equipment in The Farm Quarterly: “When a farmer buys a cow, wrote Farm Editor R.J. McGinnis, he looks at her long and carefully, goes over her point by point and weighs his pocketbook against her virtues and her faults. He should be no less calculating when he takes a wife…This flint-hearted approach ….will appear to many, especially the female sex, as a way of saying that a wife should be regarded as a piece of farm equipment. That is quite right.” (Other good remarks but some more proper wording is suddenly suggested by Word Press’s Gutenberg AI, I presume: 12 ways to show deep respect for your wife....Go figure.)

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OH, THAT’s WHY!

I was puzzled by the sudden drive against aliens (and those not so alien) in recent months, and still am.

As I’ve come to understand, via The Week of May 2, 2025, that Musk wants to seed the earth with more human beings of high intelligence “before the apocalypse.” I wonder if he assumes the high intelligence should come from the male or female parent. If that’s the case, why is he so against public school and university survival? Does intelligence mean being uneducated? Did he select the women of his fourteen children on the basis of intelligence or fecundity? Maybe hooking the brain up to AI would take care of all that? I hear that’s being developed.

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Pope Leo will bless same-sex unions: LGBTQ Nation Newsletter

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OH DEAR…

Did Netanyahu really nominate our president for the Nobel Peace Prize, or is that a Saturday Night show joke? I can’t tell these days.

ANSWER: Jill Dennison says it’s true…INCIDENTLY, read her blog today! (About our 902 U.S. billionaires)

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Poem by Milton Ploghoft, 2013:

DESTINATIONS

Where will we go for the sweet bye and bye?

No doubt we will aim for a Heaven on high.

But astrophysicists with views telescopic

Suggest that man’s gaze is gravely myopic.

There is plenty of space beyond cloud and star

But how to prepare from that which we now are?

Will eating and breathing be as we know here?

And will we bump into old friends so dear?

Will we greet kin from centuries ago

Or meet only family whom we so well know?

So many questions, who can tell

Will all the doubters go straight to Hell?

TID BITS

Published July 21, 2025 by Nan Mykel

RED-FACED – The previous post (Dog Camp) was my first attempt at a video and it posted itself before I added more. My helper, Shannon, helped get this much done but left the balance to me. Ho Ho!

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Beginning in August, you can buy a new Presidential smartphone! -The Week 6/27/25

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POEM

A nurse in the hospital 53 years ago gave me this poem when my “special child” was born. It is by Edna Massimilla. reprinted in an old “Dear Abby” column by abigail van buren:

“Heaven’s Very Special Child”

A meeting was held quite far from earth

“It’s time again for another birth.”

Said the angels to the Lord above,

“This special child will need much love.”

His progress may seem very slow

Accomplishments he may not show

And he’ll require extra care from

the folks he meets way down there.

He may not run or laugh or play

His thoughts may seem quite far away

In many ways he won’t adapt

And he’ll be known as handicapped.

So let’s be careful where he’s sent

We want his life to be content

Please, Lord, find the parents who

Will do a special job for you.

They will not realize right away

The leading role they’re asked to play

But with this child sent from above

Come stronger faith and richer love.

And soon they’ll know the privilege given

In caring for this gift from heaven

Their precious charge, so meek and mild,

Is heaven’s very special child.

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Doggone!

Published July 7, 2025 by Nan Mykel

Our dogs have been rescued from
travails at our home, taken
by auto to Atlanta
where they’ll not be forsaken.

See, our domicile has been
twice flooded and we have too,
— mysterious occasions
since sewage is quite phew.

Visiting friends in Atlanta

FUNNY?

“…nothing could prepare us for the experience itself. At no time is this more sharply felt than when the helicopter drops one off for the first time in some godforsaken part of the Arctic, totally alone. The first thought is of polar bears. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve scanned the landscape looking for white specks that move. This anxiety can make you see things. In our first week in the Arctic, one of the crew saw a moving white speck. It looked like a polar bear about a quarter mile away. We scramble like Keystone kops for our guns, flares, and whistles until we discovered that our bear was a white Arctic hare 200 feet away. With no trees or houses by which to judge distance, you lose perspective in the Arctic.”
–Your Inner Fish, by Neil Shubin page 17

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