So I was out of town for a few days, and when I returned I slipped into the hospital for some brief voluntary surgery. I had an annoying (but fortunately benign) cyst removed.
I had hoped to return with the cyst in a jar of alcohol, but somehow this did not happen.
I spent the weekend shlumping around on painkillers, which was pleasing enough for me but rather dull for anyone else in the vicinity. Now I’m trying to do without the painkillers in order to catch up on, if not my work, at least reality.
But I have one question.
Did a Mexican tycoon really buy a huge chunk of the New York Times? Or was that an opiate-induced nightmare?
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Yes, it was preferred non voting stock. Something tells me we will not see any anti immigration stories soon.
RE: Out sick.
If you feel any better, I found out this weekend I don’t have rabies. I was bitten on the foot by a stray cat. I cleaned it and did not think much about it. A few weeks later I was very sick. I could not swallow at all, I was running a very nasty fever. I had all kinds of neurological issues like twitches. I also had a nasty bit of tachycardia and quite a few missing heartbeats.
The problem was a very nasty case of strep with a side of dehydration and a bit of not making my self eat. I probably should call my girlfriend up and tell her I am still living.
They don’t like to give you your excised body parts–something about biomedical waste, blah blah. A couple of years ago my partner Zachary had a benign fatty tumor, a liposarcoma, removed from his elbow. We knew from the MRI that it was a big, complicated, and interesting thing, with extensions like tentacles–a sort of adipose Cthulhu, if you will. He told the surgical team again and again to pop it into a jar so that he could bring it home, but did they? Oh, no. Apparently you have to be a Hasidic Jew or something if you want to take home your body parts.
Glad you are feeling better, though.
Rabies??? And here I was worried about flesh-eating strep!
I’ve got a lipoma, too, but so far it’s just sat there like, well, a lump of fat. There are a lot of other things I’ll fix before I get to that one.
Walter, Glad you are ok even if you are not quite intact. I guess as long as the missing part or parts do anything you need.
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best luck on the recovery, Walter.
I’m glad you’re OK, Walter and that the minor surgery went well.
Not heard the one about the Mexican person buying the New York Times but, here in the UK, a Russian oligarch and ex-KGB agent has bought one of the London evening papers (The Standard I think – without looking it up). Is any of this any worse than a huge chunk of the world’s media being in the hands of a super-rich Australian?
I am opposed on principle to tycoons owning the means of communication.
Look at the places where that happens. Russia. Serbia. Italy, even— which uncoindidentally has had no GDP growth since Berlusconi took over. (I’m sure =he’s= making money, though.)
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