Saturday, April 25, 2020

Utilitarianism Rears its Ugly Head in New York.

Decreasing the surplus population.

New York refused to send nursing home’s COVID-19 patients to nearly empty USNS Comfort
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New York health officials were warned in writing that a Brooklyn nursing home where 55 patients have died of coronavirus was overwhelmed — weeks before it began topping the state’s official list of resident COVID-19 deaths, damning emails show.
Cobble Hill Health Center CEO Donny Tuchman sent a desperate email to state Health Department officials on April 9, asking if there was “a way for us to send our suspected covid patients” to the hospital built inside the Javits Convention Center or the US Naval hospital ship Comfort — the under-utilized federal medical facilities on Manhattan’s West Side.
“We don’t have the ability to cohort right now based on staffing and we really want to protect our other patients,” Tuchman wrote in a chain of the emails reviewed by The Post.
He was denied.









Utilitarianism Rears its Ugly Head in New York.

Decreasing the surplus population.

New York refused to send nursing home’s COVID-19 patients to nearly empty USNS Comfort
Sign up for our special edition newsletter to get a daily update on the coronavirus pandemic.
New York health officials were warned in writing that a Brooklyn nursing home where 55 patients have died of coronavirus was overwhelmed — weeks before it began topping the state’s official list of resident COVID-19 deaths, damning emails show.
Cobble Hill Health Center CEO Donny Tuchman sent a desperate email to state Health Department officials on April 9, asking if there was “a way for us to send our suspected covid patients” to the hospital built inside the Javits Convention Center or the US Naval hospital ship Comfort — the under-utilized federal medical facilities on Manhattan’s West Side.
“We don’t have the ability to cohort right now based on staffing and we really want to protect our other patients,” Tuchman wrote in a chain of the emails reviewed by The Post.
He was denied.









Friday, April 24, 2020

Science Fiction



A liberal friend of mine back east suggested I was "anti-science" because of my skepticism the drastic, economy-crushing shutdowns in the densely populated NYC metropolitan area, owing to the corona virus, were equally required in remote, thinly-settled areas like the one I live in now. Mind you, I hadn't claimed restrictions were unneeded, only that they might be open to question. No dice: even questioning them makes you anti-science (a charge that seems to be gaining as an alternative undefendable term of opprobrium to long-favored "racism," whose currency has been so watered down lately as to render its worth to that of the German papiermark of 1923).

Ah well, this is all to be expected from those whose primary news source is CNN, where not only is science settled, never to be questioned (which may have come as news to Albert Einstein regarding Newtonian physics), but also where anti-science knuckle-draggers are regularly exposed and attacked by their on-air talent. Over time one learns to shrug off such allegations and simply change the subject.

And doing so, and speaking of CNN, Christina Cuomo is the wife of Chris Cuomo, aka "Fredo;" Fredo is not only highly qualified to be brother of New York's Governor Andrew Cuomo, but also is an ace reporter-commentator on CNN, the aforementioned qualifications no doubt assisting him in earning such a prestigious position. The unfortunate Mrs. Cuomo recently announced she had tested positive for the corona virus and had self-quarantined herself in the basement of their spread in Southhampton, one of the playgrounds for the rich on the South Fork of Long Island, NY. She thus follows the example of her husband, who himself had a tussle with the virus and also self-quarantined himself downstairs, broadcasting regular reports about his troubles on CNN. He did once take a well-deserved break, going outdoors to learn the little people some respect for his personage.The demure Mrs. Cuomo has generously also made public not only her ordeal, but the excruciating regimen she's suffering in the treatment of it. Stephen Green, on the staff of the Intaspundit, has kindly posted highlights of her account, which I now appropriate in the name of the people.
Just as my husband, Chris, began to finally kick this, I was stricken with the coronavirus. I spent a week in isolation battling COVID-19. Here’s what I learned—and what I did to push it out over the week.
(WARNING: SCIENCE ALERT! DON YOUR LAB COAT!)
On Tuesday and Wednesday, when my sinus congestion was painful, I enlisted Dr. Roxanna Namavar from Pretty Healthy NYC, who also does vitamin drips at home in the Hamptons. She shows up in her full hazmat outfit and 3M mask. I got magnesium, NAC (a precursor to glutathione, said to be very helpful against COVID-19), vitamin C with lysine, proline, and B complex, folic acid, zinc, selenium, glutathione and caffeine (to combat the headache).
Both days, I added ½ cup of Clorox to my bathwater to combat the radiation and metals in my system and oxygenate it.I used a “body charger,” which energy specialist Randy Oppitz suggested I borrow from a friend. It sent electrical frequencies through my body to oxygenate my blood and stimulate the healthy production of blood cells to fortify my immune system. It also rebalanced my energy, which was gravely off from the stress of caregiving, catching the virus, fearing my kids would get it, etc. The key to healing the human body is directly related to the body’s ability to allow energy to flow through it. “I discovered in my 40-year career as a personal energy specialist that every person I ever worked with has blocked energies. The Body Charger is a device that transfers energy, breaks up, and pulls out the low frequency while replacing with a higher rate,” Oppitz told me.
Stop that smirking. The science is settled!






  


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Science Fiction



A liberal friend of mine back east suggested I was "anti-science" because of my skepticism the drastic, economy-crushing shutdowns in the densely populated NYC metropolitan area, owing to the corona virus, were equally required in remote, thinly-settled areas like the one I live in now. Mind you, I hadn't claimed restrictions were unneeded, only that they might be open to question. No dice: even questioning them makes you anti-science (a charge that seems to be gaining as an alternative undefendable term of opprobrium to long-favored "racism," whose currency has been so watered down lately as to render its worth to that of the German papiermark of 1923).

Ah well, this is all to be expected from those whose primary news source is CNN, where not only is science settled, never to be questioned (which may have come as news to Albert Einstein regarding Newtonian physics), but also where anti-science knuckle-draggers are regularly exposed and attacked by their on-air talent. Over time one learns to shrug off such allegations and simply change the subject.

And doing so, and speaking of CNN, Christina Cuomo is the wife of Chris Cuomo, aka "Fredo;" Fredo is not only highly qualified to be brother of New York's Governor Andrew Cuomo, but also is an ace reporter-commentator on CNN, the aforementioned qualifications no doubt assisting him in earning such a prestigious position. The unfortunate Mrs. Cuomo recently announced she had tested positive for the corona virus and had self-quarantined herself in the basement of their spread in Southhampton, one of the playgrounds for the rich on the South Fork of Long Island, NY. She thus follows the example of her husband, who himself had a tussle with the virus and also self-quarantined himself downstairs, broadcasting regular reports about his troubles on CNN. He did once take a well-deserved break, going outdoors to learn the little people some respect for his personage.The demure Mrs. Cuomo has generously also made public not only her ordeal, but the excruciating regimen she's suffering in the treatment of it. Stephen Green, on the staff of the Intaspundit, has kindly posted highlights of her account, which I now appropriate in the name of the people.
Just as my husband, Chris, began to finally kick this, I was stricken with the coronavirus. I spent a week in isolation battling COVID-19. Here’s what I learned—and what I did to push it out over the week.
(WARNING: SCIENCE ALERT! DON YOUR LAB COAT!)
On Tuesday and Wednesday, when my sinus congestion was painful, I enlisted Dr. Roxanna Namavar from Pretty Healthy NYC, who also does vitamin drips at home in the Hamptons. She shows up in her full hazmat outfit and 3M mask. I got magnesium, NAC (a precursor to glutathione, said to be very helpful against COVID-19), vitamin C with lysine, proline, and B complex, folic acid, zinc, selenium, glutathione and caffeine (to combat the headache).
Both days, I added ½ cup of Clorox to my bathwater to combat the radiation and metals in my system and oxygenate it.I used a “body charger,” which energy specialist Randy Oppitz suggested I borrow from a friend. It sent electrical frequencies through my body to oxygenate my blood and stimulate the healthy production of blood cells to fortify my immune system. It also rebalanced my energy, which was gravely off from the stress of caregiving, catching the virus, fearing my kids would get it, etc. The key to healing the human body is directly related to the body’s ability to allow energy to flow through it. “I discovered in my 40-year career as a personal energy specialist that every person I ever worked with has blocked energies. The Body Charger is a device that transfers energy, breaks up, and pulls out the low frequency while replacing with a higher rate,” Oppitz told me.
Stop that smirking. The science is settled!






  


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Wednesday, April 22, 2020

Onward, Christian Soldiers, Marching as to War . . .

With the cross of Jesus,
Left behind the door!

The following was tossed over the transom this morning and appears to be a communique issued by the Vicar General of the Archdiocese of New York to his charges.

FROM THE VICAR GENERAL: THE QUARANTINE CONTINUES
Pastors are reminded that it is not within their discretion to invite parishioners to join them for live-streamed prayers, processions, adoration of the Blessed Sacrament or Masses. Holding church services, inside or outside of buildings or in cars in the midst of the pandemic is irresponsible. Given Dr. Anthony Fauci’s sensible advice that physical distancing is the most important tool to stop the spread of the coronavirus, the limitations imposed upon us must be adhered to.
It is a serious reality of life and death. We just can’t put our vulnerable parishioners or ourselves in danger. That’s why home and hospital visits present a problem. Health and safety come first. As such, only the resident clergy may be present for any live-streamed event. Deacons and lay ministers should shelter at home with their families like all of us must do.We are all trying to learn something through all this. Good religion goes best with common sense.

Oh, my, where to begin; there's so much to deplore here. Being the lazy sort, however, suffice it to say our ecclesial hierarchy have, at last, relegated the sacraments to "non-essential activities," sort of like pilates, yoga or CrossFit classes, but with far lesser consequences should you miss them. ("But do come to mass if it's convenient and you feel safe; don't forget the Cardinal's Appeal!")

Two of the most egregious lines should be singled out: "Health and safety first," and "Good religion goes best with common sense." Leaving aside their bromidic character, which is surely in keeping with the plodding diocese bureaucrat who wrote them, I'll refer the good general (as I'm a former Episcopalian I'm sure he'll appreciate the ecumenism to the multitude of Anglo-Catholic priests in 19th century England who gave up their lives administering last rites to dying cholera victims in the slums of Leeds and elsewhere. Their latitudinarian and low church betters stayed home of course, safe in their rectories and palaces. They surely would have approved the Vicar General's counsel and he in turn would have approved their good Catholic-like obedience.

I am indebted to Inigo Hicks and Augustine back east, both of whom have no idea I'm cribbing from them again.











Onward, Christian Soldiers, Marching as to War . . .

With the cross of Jesus,
Left behind the door!

The following was tossed over the transom this morning and appears to be a communique issued by the Vicar General of the Archdiocese of New York to his charges.

FROM THE VICAR GENERAL: THE QUARANTINE CONTINUES
Pastors are reminded that it is not within their discretion to invite parishioners to join them for live-streamed prayers, processions, adoration of the Blessed Sacrament or Masses. Holding church services, inside or outside of buildings or in cars in the midst of the pandemic is irresponsible. Given Dr. Anthony Fauci’s sensible advice that physical distancing is the most important tool to stop the spread of the coronavirus, the limitations imposed upon us must be adhered to.
It is a serious reality of life and death. We just can’t put our vulnerable parishioners or ourselves in danger. That’s why home and hospital visits present a problem. Health and safety come first. As such, only the resident clergy may be present for any live-streamed event. Deacons and lay ministers should shelter at home with their families like all of us must do.We are all trying to learn something through all this. Good religion goes best with common sense.

Oh, my, where to begin; there's so much to deplore here. Being the lazy sort, however, suffice it to say our ecclesial hierarchy have, at last, relegated the sacraments to "non-essential activities," sort of like pilates, yoga or CrossFit classes, but with far lesser consequences should you miss them. ("But do come to mass if it's convenient and you feel safe; don't forget the Cardinal's Appeal!")

Two of the most egregious lines should be singled out: "Health and safety first," and "Good religion goes best with common sense." Leaving aside their bromidic character, which is surely in keeping with the plodding diocese bureaucrat who wrote them, I'll refer the good general (as I'm a former Episcopalian I'm sure he'll appreciate the ecumenism to the multitude of Anglo-Catholic priests in 19th century England who gave up their lives administering last rites to dying cholera victims in the slums of Leeds and elsewhere. Their latitudinarian and low church betters stayed home of course, safe in their rectories and palaces. They surely would have approved the Vicar General's counsel and he in turn would have approved their good Catholic-like obedience.

I am indebted to Inigo Hicks and Augustine back east, both of whom have no idea I'm cribbing from them again.











Sunday, April 19, 2020

The Awful Mayor De Blasio





New York's Mayor De Blasio has announced via Twitter a convenient way to rat on your neighbor if he's not obeying "social distancing" dictates. Simply take some photos of the counter-revolutionary in flagrante delecto and text them to hizzonor at 311-692. Happily, the proposal has been soundly rejected (or "ratioed," to use current parlance) by the citizenry of New York. Sadly, the rejection will have no effect on the mayor. De Blasio is the most incompetent, stupid and thieving major since the days of Boss Tweed, Tammany and George Washington Plunkett. Yet despite a horrendous first term, with one disaster following another, poll numbers in the cellar and scathing letters in the New York Times by their liberal readership raking him over the coals, he easily won re-election, despite an able female Republican opponent, and used that victory as a springboard for his hapless presidential campaign.

In New York (and most other Democrat cities and states), the only requirements these days for holding public office are not having an "R" after your name, the ability to mindlessly declaim hard-left platitudes and non-stop inveighing against anyone even slightly to your political right. The days when Democrat New Yorkers would hold their noses and vote for a Giuliani or even a Bloomberg are long past.

The Awful Mayor De Blasio





New York's Mayor De Blasio has announced via Twitter a convenient way to rat on your neighbor if he's not obeying "social distancing" dictates. Simply take some photos of the counter-revolutionary in flagrante delecto and text them to hizzonor at 311-692. Happily, the proposal has been soundly rejected (or "ratioed," to use current parlance) by the citizenry of New York. Sadly, the rejection will have no effect on the mayor. De Blasio is the most incompetent, stupid and thieving major since the days of Boss Tweed, Tammany and George Washington Plunkett. Yet despite a horrendous first term, with one disaster following another, poll numbers in the cellar and scathing letters in the New York Times by their liberal readership raking him over the coals, he easily won re-election, despite an able female Republican opponent, and used that victory as a springboard for his hapless presidential campaign.

In New York (and most other Democrat cities and states), the only requirements these days for holding public office are not having an "R" after your name, the ability to mindlessly declaim hard-left platitudes and non-stop inveighing against anyone even slightly to your political right. The days when Democrat New Yorkers would hold their noses and vote for a Giuliani or even a Bloomberg are long past.

Saturday, April 18, 2020

A Rose by Any Other Name?

I was searching for recordings of Couperin's Mass for the Convents. As I typed it into Amazon Music's search window, autofill helpfully suggested "mass for the coronavirus."

A Rose by Any Other Name?

I was searching for recordings of Couperin's Mass for the Convents. As I typed it into Amazon Music's search window, autofill helpfully suggested "mass for the coronavirus."