The Cognitive Exploration of Quasi-Pseudoscientific Sites.

I have been fascinated with populations that congregate on internet sites that misconstrue information related to particular fields of science. I have become so captivated that my circadian rhythm is now the inverse of the daily pattern of the Eastern Standard Time zone.

Primordial Ooze:

Currently there is uncertainty as to where the ancestors of this internet population originated. There are pages that do not conform to modern minimalistic design, and observations of the number of visitors per day suggest that these subscribers are not deterred by the lack of user interface (UI) feng shui. They also exhibit signatures of primitive hyper text markup language; however, creation dates were not determined because there were no cyberspace archeologists available to comment on the UI architecture. No one knows how to contact these professionals and it is questionable whether they exist…The domains were bookmarked as potential nucleation sites; however, sites peppered with click bait and overloaded with advertisements were not included due to reduced loading speed annoyance.

 To be continued…researching.

Random Thoughts on Climate Change

I’ve already been through the mourning period, awhile ago. That’s apparent when the tone of my writing on the subject of climate change can be sarcastic, angry, and brutally realistic with a sliver of optimism.

Yep, it sucks.

I dislike how governments aren’t doing something drastic about it because it will cost too many of those green pieces of paper. Or how the fossil fuel industry won’t step up and do the right thing.

It pains me to hear there has been a surge of farmer suicides in India due to drought.

Realistically how can anyone be thinking about a ‘normal’ future for their children? Where extinction of life is occurring at every turn.

When I read some ridiculous excuse from a climate denier, I want to stab myself in the eye.

I sometimes volunteer at a thrift shop. I see the amount of stuff people drop off, to make room for more stuff. I ask myself, “is this what we are destroying the environment for?”

I hear there’s a concern that the local Sport Authority is going out of business. No more Aeropostale? This is absolutely idiotic.

I get sick reading capitalistic comments on the purchasing power of the US dollar. How a US citizen can buy more electricity, buy more meat, buy more things than a Venezuelan. Like it’s cool to be a gluttonous waste.

It bothers me to look out my window because 6 acres of forest were removed to build eco-houses. This little parcel of trees once enclosed a path for the urban deer.

I need to run the numbers.

Take Two Hours of Aspen Forest and Call Me in the Morning.

“Take two hours of Aspen forest and call me in the morning,” was one of those inspirational posts on my Facebook news feed. Most of the time I scroll by those because I can only handle so much stimuli; however, that one caught my eye, and I thought I sure could use a script of that.

The quote reminded me of how my father used to be a hypochondriac. He had become overly anxious about his health after the death of his father, and every time he went to visit the doctor his blood pressure would skyrocket.  The doctor recognized that my father was suffering from the “White Coat Syndrome,” which is a condition where the patient’s blood pressure rises while in a physician’s office, but is otherwise normal. After so many visits, the doctor became tired of trying to reassure him that he was healthy and out of impatience said, “Go shovel the driveway for an elderly neighbor.”

Perhaps some of us get so caught up in the rut of routine where life loses it’s luster leading to depression. Maybe the stress has built to a point where it can start to affect one’s health. Or the constant encouragement of advertisements has convinced you of what beauty is and you become anorexic. Is it conceivable to treat some of these without a drug prescription or years of mental health counseling?

Wouldn’t it be something if the doctor, instead of writing a script that was promoted by a pharmaceutical sales rep, wrote a prescription to spend a few hours twice a week in nature? Perhaps treating the patient’s self esteem could be done with regular doses of the spa, or trips to the salon.

Of course these treatments wouldn’t be suitable for all cases, but it’s something chew on. And the best part of it would be that your health insurance covers it!