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3 comments8 Sep 2007 @ 22:07 by vaxen : Good...
article. Of course exchange of goods doesn't have to be corrupt. But it is so the corruption must be kept within bounds and laws enforced but...
[link] paints a pretty picture. Food for thought? It wasn't the rat it was the flea!
9 Sep 2007 @ 16:08 by paretokid : Rat/Flea/Geese/Mice/FluPandemic
Vaxen: Yes, the flea was the ultimate carrier and at the time, we did not realize that the over-abundance of rats and mice could be a road to a pandemic.
By now - grin - we should know better but sadly do not. We continue to believe that we are larger and more powerful than the system we reside within. And the system just keeps on trying to maintain balance with outbreaks of old or new "diseases" to thin out a population which is threatening the whole by its numbers and behaviors.
The chain? Often, humans alter the natural envionment in some manner. It could be through diverting rivers and planting thousands of acres of monoculture plants that creates conditions, which in turn, fuels a population explosion among rodents. The "disease" that erupts to reduce the rodent population may also be transmitted to humans via a flea or to a bird or animal that eats grasses/seeds infected by the feces or urine of the rodent. If we then --unknowingly-- compound the problem by bringing millions of infected ducks, geese, chickens or pigs together to be sold live to then slaughter and cook to eat to celebrate the New Year, we have a wonderful formula for rasing a pendemic. Ordinarily healthy integrated farming methods may also contribute to the problem if the feces used as nutrient is carrying a new flu.
9 Sep 2007 @ 16:29 by vaxen : Biogenesis
“It is a dark and stormy night. Meg Murry, her small brother Charles Wallace, and their mother are in the kitchen for a midnight snack when a most disturbing visitor arrives.
‘Wild nights are my glory,’ the unearthly stranger tells them. ‘I just got stuck in a downdraft and blown off course. Let me sit down for a moment, and then I’ll be on my way. Speaking ways, by the way, there is such thing as a tesseract.’
Meg’s father had been experimenting with this fifth dimension of time travel when he mysteriously disappeared. Now the time has come for Meg, her friend Calvin, and Charles Wallace to rescue him. But can they outwit the forces of evil they will encounter on their heart-stopping jour through space?” -- Madeleine L’Engel/Wrinkle in Time
And all the while the progenitors, the Blackwaters (Aka:Douglas), of this madness (Earth as Iatros' Biodome) -- profit insanely then fly on to infect other 'verses.'
Good thing we exist. Guess we sort of counterbalance the over all schema. It's those hidden contracts that give me the willies...
All about Madeleine L'Engle, author of A Wrinkle in Time. Her biography in five dimensions.
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