
41˚F sounds pretty reasonable for an Anchorage January evening. But freezing rain on already cold streets is nasty.
A sheet of ice on the street.
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"On a hot August afternoon in 2000, four Americans arrived for a secret meeting at the central London penthouse flat of an Indian billionaire drug manufacturer named Yusuf Hamied. A sixth person would join them there, a French employee of the World Health Organisation, who was flying in from Geneva, having told his colleagues he was taking leave.
Hamied took his guests into the dining room on the seventh floor. The room featured a view of the private gardens of Gloucester Square, Bayswater, for which only the residents possess a key. The six men sat round a glass dining table overlooked by a painting of galloping horses by a Mumbai artist (Hamied has racehorses stabled in three cities). The discussion, which went on all afternoon and through dinner that evening at the Bombay Palace restaurant nearby, would help change the course of medical history.
The number of people living with HIV/Aids worldwide had topped 34 million, many of them in the developing world. Hamied and his guests were looking for a way to break the monopoly held by pharmaceutical companies on Aids drugs, in order to make the costly life-saving medicines available to those who could not pay.
Hamied was the boss of Cipla, a Mumbai-based company founded by his father to make cheap generic copies of out-of-patent drugs. He had met only one of the men before – Jamie Love, head of the Consumer Project on Technology, a not-for-profit organisation funded by the US political activist, Ralph Nader. Love specialised in challenging intellectual property and patent rules. For five years, he had been leading high-profile campaigners from organisations such as Médecins Sans Frontières in a battle to demolish patent protection."
"Putin's agents accused of killing Litvinenko left polonium radiation in British embassy"Normally, I'd have just read the polonium part and it wouldn't have meant anything. It would have been just another word. Even though I didn't understand it, I got the context, and probably wouldn't have looked it up. Though blogging has gotten me to look up things a lot more so I don't miss something before I post.
"Pierre scrawled in their workbook that Marie had produced a substance accompanying bismuth that was 17 times more radioactive than pure uranium alone, then two weeks later 150 times as radioactive, then 300, then 330. The radioactivity of this last substance was so great that Marie was convinced she had discovered a new element. But how to confirm it? A sure way was by a fetid now as spectroscopy and the EPCI was fortunate in having a resident expert in this field, Eugéne Demarçay. Spectroscopy involved the heating of an element until it became a glowing gas and then refracting the light it emitted through a prism. This resulted in a rainbow pattern of light, or spectra. No two elements produced the same pattern of light. . . Demarçay tested Marie's substance but said it was not sufficiently pure to produce a spectrum. Though bitterly disappointed, she marched back to the laboratory. Within ten days she had, in her words, "obtained a substance 400 times as active as uranium alone." Demarçay tested this substance, but once again could not produce a clear spectral line." [p. 86]But given other researchers racing to publish, they published their results, with appropriate qualifications, and eventually, the existence of a new element, polonium, was established.
"[He] bought a one-way ticket on United to LAX. He used his passport for ID and his ATM card as a debit card. The one-way walk-up fare was outrageous. Alaska Airlines would have been cheaper, but Reacher hated Alaska Airlines. They put a scripture card on their meal trays. Ruined his appetite."I did have to smile. I fly on Alaska Airlines a lot. I also had to look at when the book was published. Copyright was 2007. I remember those prayer cards. They were religiously fairly bland, but still irksome to have a corporation that had me locked in to flying tube for several hours telling me that I needed to pray. But the cards are gone now. Alaska Airlines didn't stop using the prayer cards until 2012. Of course, the free meal trays on flights are also gone. I wonder how long it took Alaska Airlines folks to find out they'd been slammed in a "#1 New York Times Bestselling author" as the book jacket proclaims. I guess that means that at least one of his books had been number one, but not this one.
“They stomp on our neck, and then they tell us, ‘Just chill, O.K., just relax.’ Well, look, we are mad, and we’ve been had. They need to get used to it.”It's amazing how people can feel their own pain and get outraged about it, but have no patience for the pain of others. And that goes for liberals who can't get into the heads of poor white males who see their position in the world declining rapidly. I'm not saying these folks are right, but at least I can imagine why they're mad.
"My family is no different than other families that are dealing with some of the ramifications of war. And just really appreciate people who will support our troops and make sure that they are treated better than illegal immigrants for one."
"support our troops and make sure they are treated better than illegal immigrants for one."First, let's look at the term 'illegal immigrants.' What makes an immigrant 'illegal'? I think what people actually mean by this term is something like 'immigrant who broke the law coming into the US"? Cause if that's the case, shouldn't we call US citizens who break the law while living here "illegal citizens."? Like people who drive over the speed limit? Or drive while legally drunk? Or who punch out their girlfriends?
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"At an early age [Pierre Curie] was unable to read or write but had an ability to visualize mathematical concepts far beyond his years. His father, unusually enlightened for his time (1860's France), had realized that his son's spirit would be broken in a regular school. He had decided on home schooling Pierre, aided by his wife an Jacques Today, one would diagnose Pierre Curie as dyslexic. His handwriting remained that of a child and his spelling was abominable. . .And later he would get a Nobel Prize in physics with his wife Marie.
At fourteen, Pierre developed an attachment to an excellent tutor who taught him mathematics and latin. By the age of sixteen he had received his science baccalaureate and . . . taking a degree in physics at the Sorbonne and enrolling at the School of Pharmacy in Paris . . ." (p. 57)
". . . [in] 1883, a boy of eleven, Ernest Rutherford, stood on the porch a New Zealand farmhouse while a thunderstorm approached. His father, awakened by he storm, went downstairs to join his son. What was he doing? Ernest replied that he had figured out that by counting the seconds between the lightening flash and the thunderclap and allowing one second for the sound to travel 400 years, he could tell how close they were to the storm's center. Until then Ernest, one of twele children of a potato farmer, had like Pierre Curie been considered slow. Home-schooled, at eleven he could read but not write. At twelve, he was lucky enough to find the first of a series of gifted teachers who inspired him to learn. When he received his first full scholarship he told his mother, "I'e dug my last potato." [p. 80]
UnknownWednesday, January 20, 2016 at 2:43:00 PM AKSTRemember when they would teach children to ask questions? Now they drug the kids who ask too many questions.