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Thursday, July 14, 2016

Are You Sleeping in ─ and Inhaling ─ Dust Mite Poop? │ Antidepressants Useless for Heart-Failure Patients │ Allegheny (Pennsylvania) Citizens Justly Reject Bid to Make HPV Vaccinations Mandatory for Children

Last night's bedtime was 12:31 a.m., as I recall ─ once again, I had become involved in responding to E-mail.

I remember checking the time around 4:00 a.m., and considering using the bathroom.  But I must have fallen back asleep, for it was around 5:00 a.m. when next I looked.

This time I acted.

Sleep was broken thereafter, but I quite surprised myself when I checked the time with an eye towards rising and saw that it was 8:00 a.m.

Definitely time to get up!

My youngest step-son Pote was up, so I nurtured the hope that he would very soon be leaving for work.  He hadn't worked the previous three days, and I have grown sick of his constant presence.

But at least his girlfriend was gone this morning.

However, he soon went back to bed.

I wanted to hike to the government liquor store roughly two miles away, but first I sought to complete the post I've been working on since the weekend at my Lawless Spirit website.

It soon became apparent that I had far too much material to put into it ─ heck, I'll be lucky to have the post completed and published tomorrow!

All the work I have been putting into that post, yet my WordPress statistics revealed that the website never even had one visitor yesterday.

Compounding the futility of things is the fact that both yesterday and the day before that, I have not even managed to accumulate as much as a mere 1¢ into my AdSense account.

Financial reward seems as impossible as ever.

When finally I put aside work on the Lawless Spirit post, it was 10:57 a.m. by the time I had readied and found myself on my way to the government liquor store at 108th Avenue & King George Boulevard here in Whalley.

I also had a bill payment to mail at the postal depot represented by Pearl Cleaners in Surrey Place (Central City), my halfway point in the hike.

I had heard earlier on the radio that there were to be some rain showers later today, but there was more sunshine than cloud during my hike.  In fact, the only time I was ever shielded from the Sun was when I was in the shade of trees or buildings.

During my last mile hiking back home, I had some sweat annoying me by tickling either side of my nose as it trickled downward.

I had bought two dozen cans of strong (8% alcohol) beer and a bottle of dark rum.  Bearing all of that the two miles home will be my exercise for the day.

The round-trip hike takes me about 1½ hours.  I arrived back to see that Pote was now up and taking a shower.

And soon after that, he had taken off out the front door to catch his bus to work ─ at long last!

It would have been nice to have gone out into the backyard to bask in the sunshine, but I had too much to do ─ not just this blog post, but I also wanted to cook up a good feed of ground beef now that I finally had the peace and privacy to use the kitchen.

I slow-fry the frozen meat in a frying pan on a stove element ─ it can take an hour.  And since my eldest step-son Tho is often home from work by 3:00 p.m., I  just don't have the time to spare to sit outside.


My cellphone just rang with an unfamiliar number ─ I never take those calls.  However, I did write it down and then googled it.

To my surprise, the number belongs to a cousin who lives in Calgary ─ we've never in our lives spoken on the phone, and I have only seen him once at all recently.  That was at our Aunt Nell Primrose's funeral memorial at least a couple of years ago.

Prior to that, it could have been a few decades since we last saw one another.

Now, there is a 'Celebration of Life' coming up this Saturday for a cousin of ours who died here in Surrey on July 1 of cancer, so it may be possible the call was in relation to that.

But I don't even know how he got my phone number ─ I don't remember passing it along to him at our aunt's memorial that was held out in the Chilliwack area.

I don't make long-distance calls, so I won't be calling him back.  And I have no idea if I would be getting any sort of charge by accepting a long-distance call on my cellphone ─ it's one reason I don't take calls I don't recognize.

Oh, well!

I want to post the following photo ─ the description beneath it is from the Google album where I have the photo stored:

During my first visit to Thailand in January 2003, three Thai ladies had taken me to the Million Years Stone Park & Pattaya Crocodile Farm.

Here I am posed with non-English-speaking Tumma ─ she was such a dear, affectionate thing.

She was waiting for a visa to join her husband in the Netherlands, and that ultimately did happen ─ possibly within a year's time.

By the way, I was only dressed as I was because I had been tricked into leaving the hotel under the belief that we were just going to get something to eat ─ and some beer for me.

But Tukta ─ the gal who owned the car that was touring us about ─ had fibbed to me. 

Had I known we were going sightseeing, I would have properly dressed ─ and even worn a cap.

I think it's futile, but I'll post this last-ditch call-to-action being sent forth by the Organic Consumers Association to stop passage of the DARK (Deny Americans the Right to Know) Act that will pretty much forever deny American citizens the right to know which food products contain GMO ingredients:

No Good Reason
Today, Congress is expected to ram through a bill that is anti-consumer and anti-states’ rights.
And President Obama is expected to sign it very soon.

Please help us flood the White House with calls today (202-456-1111 or 202-456-1414) asking Obama to veto S. 764. If you’re in the D.C. area, please join our rally at the White House, Friday, July 15, at 1 p.m. in Lafayette Park.

It’s also not too late to sign these two petitions asking Obama to veto the DARK Act. Please sign here and here. We will deliver the petitions tomorrow, Friday July 15.

Why would President Obama sign the DARK Act, a bill that will preempt Vermont’s GMO labeling law and is clearly intended to hide information from consumers?

We can’t think of a single good reason.

This is the President who on the campaign trail promised to label GMOs.

This is the President who soon after he was sworn in, issued an executive order advising Congress not to preempt state laws. The DARK Act would unnecessarily preempt more than 100 state laws, some of which have been in place for decades.

And yet, according to news reports, Obama plans to sign this bill that denies the 90 percent of Americans the right to know what’s in their food by hiding that information behind confusing QR codes that require expensive smartphones, reliable internet service—and a whole lot of extra time on their hands.

Here’s what Rep. James McGovern (D-Mass.) has to say about the DARK Act:
One-in-five Americans in the U.S. does not have smartphones. That includes 50 percent of Americans who are low-income and living in rural areas, and over 65 percent of elderly Americans. If we end up going down the route of a QR code, all of these people will be prevented from accessing the information that this bill is supposed to make available to all consumers. And even if someone has a smartphone, they will have to scan every single item they purchase in order to obtain the desired information, and this is assuming they will have access to the internet in the grocery store. That’s anything but a quick response.
It is a bad idea. It is a bad idea. It is an intentional measure to deny consumers information.
Even House Ag Committee Chair Mike Conaway said in a statement the bill is "riddled with ambiguity." And then he voted for it anyway. Because Conaway answers to Monsanto and Big Food, not his constituents.

TAKE ACTION: Tell President Obama to veto the DARK Act! Sign here and here.

Tweet Obama: @POTUS. 90% of Americans want GMO labels. Veto the DARK Act which allows confusing QR codes instead of labels.

Call the White House 202-456-1111 or 202-456-1414 to leave your comment! The comment line is open from 9 a.m. – 5 p.m. ET Monday through Friday.

Join the anti-DARK Act rally at the White House, Friday, July 15, 1 p.m., 1600 Pennsylvania Ave. (Lafayette Park).
As I wrote yesterday, I am Canadian, but I at least signed the two petitions!


The following report ought to tweak some thought ─ I'm certainly going to act on some of the advice.

I already wait until late in the afternoon before I make my bed, but there are some other things being reported that I was unaware of and will henceforth try to keep in mind.

For instance, I already knew about the dust mites, and that was why I don't make my bed anytime soon after rising for the day.  But I never realized that they're crapping all over the sheets and pillows, and that their crap is irritating (so there's bug excrement that isn't bothersome?):

If you've gone shopping for a mattress recently, you know that buying a bed these days can cost a small fortune.

But it doesn't matter if you've spent thousands on the latest and greatest, or hundreds for a bargain brand, it won't take long before some unwanted visitors show up.

From bug poop to fungi, bedding is a breeding ground for all things that can make you sneeze in the night -- and could be the real reason why you're not getting a good night's rest.

For most of these pests, however, it won't take a lot of effort to evict them.

We've all heard about bed bugs, but even if you've never encountered one of those little bloodsuckers, your mattress is most likely home to plenty of other nasty things.

Take pets, for example. If your dog or cat sleeps with you at night all that dander and saliva -- yes saliva -- has to go somewhere. And even if you change your sheets like you're a hotel maid, you still need to vacuum the mattress and your pillows at least once a week.

In fact, vacuuming your bedding is probably one of the most neglected, but important things you can do to keep it allergen-free.

But by far one of the biggest pests in the bedroom (aside from your better half snoring!) is the dust mite. It's a microscopic creature that eats your dead skin cells that accumulate in dust.

Dust mites, which are said to be found in four out of five beds, don't bite and don't suck your blood. It's their droppings -- or poop -- that causes the trouble.

"Dust mite droppings are highly allergenic," said allergy specialist Dr. William Burger. And even for those who don't have an allergy reaction, they can still be highly irritating.

Other bedfellows can include contaminates such as mold and fungi. In one study, it was found that your average pillow contains a "substantial load of many species of fungi." And what's feeding all that fungi is our own perspiration. And I'm talking about sweating to the tune of 26 gallons a year -- all while we're sleeping!

So if you want to sleep better and breathe easier, try following these simple tips:

Tip #1: Vacuum your mattress weekly. As I mentioned for those who share the bed with a pet, vacuuming the mattress and pillow will not only help with pet dander but do a number on dust mites, too. Mattress covers can help, but only if they're woven-type ones that have openings 6 microns or smaller

Tip #2: Wash bedding in hot water. Sure, we all like to conserve resources (and money!), but when you're washing sheets and pillowcases, hot water is what you want to use.

Tip #3: Invest in a portable HEPA air filter. Placed in your bedroom, this will not only clear the air where pets are concerned, but will take care of a lot of the mold and fungi living in your pillows. They come in a variety of sizes for use in small to large rooms and are sold in most all big-box stores.

Now, if you're asthmatic, or suffer from bad allergies or sinus infections, you may want to take some extra measures in your bedroom.

Those would include:
  • Reducing humidity by using air conditioning and dehumidifiers. Dust mites thrive in high humidity.
  • Wet-moping [sic] and wet-dusting frequently, and
  • Eliminate carpeting wherever possible.
And for the easiest tip of all, a study out of the UK found that by simply not making your bed in the morning and letting the sheets aerate you can substantially decrease dust mite numbers!
I won't be getting that HEPA air filter, though ─ not unless I come into some extra cash.

sleepwellclean.com.au: What Are Dust Mites?


I sure hope that I can get to live out my life without any heart issues.

The following report is of concern to folks who have suffered heart-failure, or else have a loved one who is in that predicament:

For heart failure patients, it's a double dose of trouble.

First, the condition itself can lead to depression. Then, the drugs prescribed to treat depression can cause worsening heart problems.

And the kicker? These meds are typically useless.

A new study has found that handing out antidepressants to heart failure patients is about as effective as trying to start a fire with a wet match.

But the researchers did find something that does work.

And it's so amazingly logical that you just might not believe the mainstream could ever come up with it.

If you or a loved one have been diagnosed with heart failure, you know it comes with so many meds you might think you've moved into a pharmacy.

On average, heart-failure patients take around 10 doses a day of 7 different Rx drugs.

And very often, that includes an antidepressant.

But here's where things start to go off the rails. The most commonly handed out antidepressants, [selective] serotonin reuptake inhibitors (SSRIs), have been long associated with serious side effects -- many having to do with the heart itself.

And since we've known about this risk for some time now, you would think that these drugs would be the very last thing given to those with heart failure.

Yeah, you would think.

For a short sampling of what we know about antidepressants and the heart, take a look at these examples:
  • Five years ago the FDA warned that the SSRI drug Celexa can cause changes in the "electrical activity of the heart," triggering a potentially fatal heart rhythm.
  • A study by Emory University, also done five years ago, found that antidepressants such as SSRIs can up your risk of heart disease and stroke by causing you to develop thicker arteries. And we're talking about the carotid arteries -- the ones in your neck that send blood to your brain.
  • And 12 years ago researchers from the National Institutes of Health put out a warning that antidepressants (especially SSRIs) can cause numerous heart problems including arrhythmias. And those findings came from studies of people who didn't have heart disease -- so can you imagine what these drugs might do to someone suffering from heart failure? And of course, doctors will tell patients that it's just because of their heart disease.
It's absolutely unbelievable that these meds are still allowed to be prescribed to anyone, let alone heart patients.

And now we know that they don't even work for them.

German researchers from the University Hospital Wurzburg who followed 372 patients with heart failure, found that a commonly-prescribed SSRI did nothing to help their depression.

And that finding shouldn't have come as a surprise, since previous research on other SSRIs have found the exact same thing.

Head researcher Dr. Christiane Angermann said that it appears these drugs "may just not be the right medications for heart-failure patients."

But guess what Dr. Angermann and her team said will relieve the depression that often comes along with this condition?

Helping patients to feel better by successfully managing their heart failure.

Wow, what a concept!

When we "treat heart failure very well," she said, "depression improves."

Dr. Angermann called the depression that accompanies heart failure as being directly related to the condition and not "responsive to drugs." She noted that "a good approach" is to combine treatments such as "cognitive behavioral therapy and physical exercise."

Look, heart failure patients are having enough drugs thrown at them already.

And the last thing they need is another med that can make their health problems worse and won't do a thing to help them feel better.
I added the word 'selective' into that report, for I saw that "serotonin reuptake inhibitors" denote SRIs, and not SSRIs ─ there seems to be a notable difference.

Here is one other report on the research:



This is a wonderful piece of news!

The citizens of a U.S. county in Pennsylvania stood strong and soundly trounced a bid to mandate HPV vaccinations for all children!

Bless their courageous hearts!

It was a giant victory in the fight to keep our kids safe.

Just yesterday in a packed meeting room in Pittsburgh, the Allegheny County Board of Health almost unanimously rejected a plan to force HPV shots on county children.

At first, it looked like another case of the vaccine police coming for our kids, just as was done in California and Rhode Island.

Only this time, the message apparently got through loud and clear -- parents and grandparents won't be standing for officials taking charge over what shots their kids get or don't get.

And while this was just one county in one state, the implications are enormous.

But we can't let our guard down just yet.

Health authorities in Allegheny County wanted to force HPV shots, such as Gardasil, on children as a requirement to attend school. The kids would have to get the full series of three shots by the seventh grade or they would be tossed out on the streets.

It's all part of a frightening new scheme to up Gardasil sales -- an attempted takeover by unelected officials who, once again, tried to strip us of our voice and put thousands more children in harm's way.

Although this proposal was decisively voted down, the officials who were behind it haven't given up just yet. The decision still kept a crack in the door open for bringing the idea of an HPV mandate back in the future.

While mandatory HPV shots were rejected, the Board of Health requested that the Allegheny County Health Department create a "road map" to up vaccine rates and get the public involved in continued "discussion of vaccines."

But I bet they've heard quite enough from the public for a while!

Not only did concerned parents fill the meeting room, but flooded the officials' email boxes as well.

Some parents, like Ginger Hites, were ready to yank their kids out of school if the mandate had passed.

Hites knows from personal experience what Gardasil can do to perfectly healthy children.

Her daughter Maggie received two shots when she was 11. And soon after the second dose, Maggie experienced burning pain and joint stiffness that spread all over her body.

"It's not (just) all these people around the world that have these reactions," said Hites, "We live right here."

But it doesn't matter where you live. Gardasil maker Merck is trying to take its vaccine push to every state, county, and town in America.

Just a week ago I told you about the nationwide commercial Merck rolled out. The ad shows a flashback to childhood of two young adults (actors) with cancer asking their mom and dad if they knew there was a vaccine that could have prevented it.

Call it a coincidence, but the ad debuted right around the same time these health officials came out with their proposed mandate.

Since Day One I've been telling you heartbreaking stories of young girls and boys who have suffered seizures and paralysis and even died after getting these vaccines. The government-run Vaccine Injury Compensation Program has already paid families over $6 million to settle HPV shot injury claims.

And most of the cases are still pending.

To say that parents are somehow preventing their kids from living a "safe" cancer-free life if they're against HPV shots is one of the most heartless ploys to come out of the vaccine propaganda machine yet.

Jessica Fitzgerald, who attended the meeting yesterday, perhaps put it best: "When there are risks, there has to be consent. Period."

And Fitzgerald believes, as do many others, that officials will keep trying to force these vaccines on the public. But, she said, "We will keep fighting."

And I say "amen" to that!
"Allegheny County Board of Health rejects mandating HPV vaccine, Lauren Rosenblatt, July 13, 2016, Pittsburgh Post-Gazette, post-gazette.com

In the article above, I linked to the despicable Gardasil commercial.  There is even a petition folks can sign who feel outraged about the commercial ─ I signed it:


Well, it did start raining right around 5:30 p.m.

Anyway, here to finish off today's post is an entry from my journal of 41 years ago when I was 25 years old, and living in a basement housekeeping room in New Westminster.

I had been out the night before drinking with my old friend William Alan Gill, my younger brother Mark, and Mark's girlfriend Catherine Jeanette Gunther.

I was not back to my room until after 2:00 a.m.

This was to be the day that Mark and Jeanette would be driving to Alberta for the week; and in their absence, I was to tend their dear German shepherd, Daboda.

Mark and Jeanette were at that time renting a home together that was located on Benltey Road in Whalley ─ the house was very near to 108th Avenue & King George Highway (and the government liquor store I coincidentally hiked to today).
MONDAY, July 14, 1975

I got up about 9:00 a.m., very tired.

It is cloudy outside.

Mark & Cathy will be leaving for Leduc sometime this morning, I expect.

I took my 2 library books back; I shall have to sometime re-borrow D'amour's Basic Physiology, as I didn't finish it.  I came home with Edwin H. Colbert's Men and Dinosaurs.  

I packed up, and set off for Mark's; they had already gone, and of course, Cathy left a note.

I made a chicken stew, ate some, then grabbed a bit of sleep, arising at 6:00 p.m. to finish the remainder.

From 7:00 p.m. - 11:00 p.m. I viewed TV.  I will be in bed by midnight.
I have no idea why they were going to Leduc ─ I had thought that their destination was to be Edmonton until reading that passage.

I don't remember anything about the two library books I cited, but I see that Wikipedia has an entry on Edwin H. Colbert.

I read quite widely back then.

The trip from my room ─ located in a house situated on Ninth Street at Third Avenue ─ out to Whalley was going to be on foot.  I walked constantly!

It sounds like I was going to be spending the night ─ it would have been a treat to be in a big house all to myself, guarded near the front door by sweetheart Daboda.

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