June 29th, 2005


dear verizon.

Thank you for your recent offer of $44.95/mo unlimited calling, with $75 credit toward my bill, provided I also purchase Direct TV or Verizon DSL. Unfortunately, my current phone bil from Vonage is about $28/mo after taxes, part of which are fees designed to prop you up as an ongoing concern, and I don't also have to buy my television or internet service from them, either. Please note- your power as a once and future monopolist begins at $20/mo. That is all.
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dear democratic national party

Thank you for your recent survey and offer to become a contributing member of the DNC. Unfortunately, I am a registered republican. I suspect the two are incompatible, and that my opinion as a "Democrat in the Hackensack area" might not be valid for your survey. I'm sure that my response would be quite dissimilar to many other polled responses you might have got from "real" democrats. I suspect you think I am a democrat because you purchased my name from the subscription list of The New Republic: I doubt it was because I also happen to subscribe to the Economist. Or, maybe you got my name from the recent registered voters list, which might not have clearly indicated my party affiliation. It behooves you in the future to find out.
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on plutonium (part 2)

More investigation on the issue of plutonium production has yielded some fascinating material.



About ten metric tons of plutonium dust have been released into the atmosphere as a result of atmospheric nuclear testing, and about a hundred metric tons are sitting idle in various nuclear weapons around the US. The arms race has been tailing off most of my natural life, so it is reasonable to expect that the "natural disaster" from these events should be soon observable. Also, next April will be the twentieth anniversary of the Chernobyl accident. I wonder how it will be commemorated. I remember seeing Elena Filatova's pictures of her travels through the so-called "dead zone". Her website is KiddofSpeed. Imagine a world where there is no more (or very few) people, and yet nature continues. Indeed, how I learned to stop worrying and love the bomb...

Plutonium toxicity was apparently way overstated by Ralph Nader in a dispute with Bernie Cohen, in which the latter offered to eat as much plutonium as Ralph Nader was willing to eat of caffeine. That's the kind of bet I'd probably make, and makes Dr Cohen one of my personal favorite people. Ralph Nader, on the other hand, has never been one of my favorite people. Clearly, given the choice between eating plutonium and electing Ralph Nader president...

also: I'm surprised to be the first to have as a LJ interest bernard cohen. norman borlaug has his fans, why not Bernie?

also: just released: http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2005/06/29/AR2005062900825.html reports that the average person receives 3 millisievert of radiation annually from natural sources, and that 100 millisievert of radiation over a lifetime will cause one out of a hundred people to develop cancer or leukemia. Contrast that with the fact that one in five people, IIRC, will develop cancer or leukemia during their life. By my count, that means about one tenth of cancer and leukemia patients probably got it from "nature".
love letter

on korean food and control

I love Korean food.

The great thing about nearly every korean restaurant I've been in, which could be viewed as a very bad thing, too: there's always a great variety of appetizers that come with your meal, always complimentary, very rarely the same thing, and fairly often not even the same thing as other tables get. By eating Korean, you give up a tremendous amount of freedom/control about what you're going to eat, but the tradeoff (experience/variety) is almost always worth it. Sure, sometimes you get peas in mayonnaise, but then there are days like today where you get crispy fish in a spicy barbecue sauce(almost like buffalo wing sauce), fiddleheads, and other yummy pickles and kimchi. You have to be a certain kind of person, in my book, someone who appreciates the ride more than they demand to know where they're going.
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