Thursday, August 28, 2008

Wednesday: "History and More"

It's done. Barack Obama is the Democratic nominee for president. The emotional impact snuck up on me like a stealth bomb. Maybe because of all the drama with Hillary and Ted Kennedy. Probably because I never thought it would really happen. I came home during the delegate roll call vote and it hit me what was happening. History and more than history. I started to cry and couldn't stop. Cried as each state bragged about their majestic geography, sports teams, politicians, and favorite sons and daughters. Then, New Mexico yeilded to Illinois, Mayor Daley yeilded to New York and Hillary herself asked for suspension of the rules to declare Obama the nominee by acclamtion.

I swear, it was like my life passing before my eyes.
Wow, please read all of History and More
by my dear friend Jackie, who I thank for sharing so much of her heart.

Tuesday: "Wake up America"

The powerful speech by Dennis Kucinich at the Democratic National Convention wasn't included on much of the media we saw and it should have been.
Wake up America. This is not a call for you to take a new direction from right to left.

This is call for you to go from down to up.
You can watch it here:

The entire text of his speech is on Alternet here:
Dennis Kucinich Rocks DNC: 'Wake Up America!'
Posted by Rep. Dennis Kucinich at 9:17 PM on August 26, 2008.

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Speaking of growing old ...

This post's title refers to something George Carlin said in the great video I posted earlier today below.

I was going to post more of the updates on my own health, but this comes first.
Alec posted this on his blog yesterday:
Friday, August 22, 2008
My aching heart

I'm sorry if I was a day or two late posting my latest theater and art reviews, but I was in the hospital with a broken heart -- almost. An artery almost completely blocked. I went to the hospital with chest pain Tuesday night about 10 p.m., and Wednesday morning I went into the cath lab to have a stent put in. The procedure itself is just a little bit painful, but the recovery is horrible. You have to lay on your back for up to 8-10 hours (I think it was 10 this time). The main thing is you can't move your leg where they inserted the tube in the femoral artery from the groin up to the heart, because if you do it might start bleeding, and from what I hear that ain't any place you want to be bleeding. Once out of danger of bleeding out from the femoral artery, however, the recovery is quick and easy.

They discharged me about 10 a.m. Wed. Wednesday night I went to the State Theater with my son, Noel, to see Harlequin Production's "Psychopathia Sexualis," which I will review for my TNT column next week. Here's a sneak preview: It is -- despite the weird title -- a comedy, and it is really good.
And then he posted this today:
Saturday, August 23, 2008
More on the heart procedure

It was all research anyway. Me going to the hospital, I mean. OK, not really, but … One of the characters in my new novel has a heart attack and when he fails to recover as well as expected his doctor goes back in with a catheter and finds a blocked artery and puts in a stent. Having undergone that procedure before – thus refreshing my memory – I might be able to rewrite that scene and make it a little more vivid. And more comical. There were definitely some comic aspects.

I haven’t said anything about my earlier bouts with heart disease, but for those who don’t know, I had open heart surgery in October 2002 – a triple bypass – and went back to the hospital with complications repeatedly over the next few months, getting a balloon angioplasty and having two stents put in.

It wasn’t much fun. During one of the angiograms my heart stopped and they had to shock me with the paddles to get it started again – just like in the hospital shows on TV. It’s scary to think about it but I was totally unaware when it happened. The doctor had told me to let him know if anything felt odd during the procedure (yes, it has to be done with the patient completely awake). And there was a moment when something felt not right, and I started to say something, but then the next thing I knew the doctor was saying “Well that was unexpected” and I think he said he was sorry and asked if I was all right. I had no idea what he was talking about – the memories are fuzzy.

I’ve had small bouts of angina almost every day since the operation back in 2002, and I’ve talked to my cardiologist and had numerous stress tests, etc., and it’s never been anything to worry about, so when I started having pain in my chest and arm Tuesday night, I figured it would go away, and I didn’t say anything. But it didn’t go away, and it started getting stronger. It had started before dinner (we went out to El Sarape, a great Mexican restaurant), and it was 10 p.m. when I finally asked Gabi to call 911. She was pissed at me for not telling her sooner.

They gave me lots and lots of medicine – pain meds, nitro, oxygen, and I slept through the night and went in to the cath lab Wednesday morning. They shaved my groin on the right side and poked around a bit, then for some reason decided the left side would be better, so they shaved the left side and went in with the catheter.

During the procedure I started feeling like I had to pee. You know how sometimes when you can’t get to a bathroom and you have to pee so bad that it hurts and you can’t hold still? That’s the way it was, but they were poking around from my groin to my heart. It didn’t seem like a good time to take a leak. Finally I said something to the doctor about it and he told a nurse to give me a urinal. She placed a urinal between my legs and positioned me in it. (You have to put aside any sense of shame in the hospital.) Once I was in position, the doctor said, “Let her rip if you can.”

Ooh, what a relief it is!

After it was over and they showed me before and after pictures of the blockage and wheeled me back to my room, I had to lie on my back and not move my leg for two-to-four hours until they could remove what is called a vascular closure device. It’s like a very thin straw about six inches long that is inserted into the femoral artery. Removing it always takes at least two nurses (in my case a third one was observing). They have to put tremendous pressure on the insertion point to keep it from bleeding while they pull it out. I recall that it was extremely painful the first time I had this done, but this time it wasn’t very painful. One of the nurses noticed that I’d been shaven on both sides and commented on that. I joked that now I could wear a Speedo, and one of the nurses said she saw an old man wearing a Speedo once and it was a horrible sight to behold. I guess I won’t try wearing one anytime soon.

As I said in my previous post, I had to lie on my back without moving my leg for another six hours. It wasn’t so bad. They gave me morphine for pain and I managed to sleep fairly well. They sent me home the next morning. And that’s about it. Right now I feel fine.

Oh, BTW, did I mention that when I had the bypass surgery I was released from the hospital on Halloween day? My nurse, a male nurse, came to work in drag that day dressed as Nurse Ratched from “One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest.”

P.S. After my surgery Gabi posted updates on her website without any links but she gave family and friends the url so they could keep up with my progress. If anyone really wants to read all the gory details, it’s still posted at

Alec's blog: South Sound Arts etc.

"Yes We Can" - The George Carlin Remix - by Jay Smooth

Thank you Jay for this excellent homage to the great George Carlin and his commentary on censorship and growing old:

For the great one. One of the biggest influences on my understanding of everything, and his legendary "7 dirty words" court case happened at the radio station where I've spent half my life. One of the people I most most most wanted to meet/interview. You could always count on him to be on top of the now for however long he was here, and I know that he was a devoted blog reader, so I always fantasized about him visiting my site or seeing one of my vids.

this video contains adult language (like, duh!)
"Yes We Can" - The George Carlin Remix Posted June 26, 2008 on ill Doctrine - the hip-hop video blog hosted by Jay Smooth, creator of the hip hop music blog and founder of New York's longest running hip-hop radio show, WBAI's Underground Railroad.

Sunday, August 17, 2008

John Phillip Sousa and the infernal machine. And much more!

A talk by Larry Lessig: How creativity is being strangled by the law.

I know this is long, but it is fascinating and entertaining. At about 8:13 minutes in there are three cool video clips to illustrate Mr. Lessig's point.

19:07 minutes - filmed Mar 2007 - posted Nov 2007 by TED (Technology, Entertainment, Design).

About this talk: Larry Lessig, the Net’s most celebrated lawyer, cites John Philip Sousa, celestial copyrights and the "ASCAP cartel" in his argument for reviving our creative culture.

About Larry Lessig: Stanford professor Larry Lessig is one of our foremost authorities on copyright issues, with a vision for reconciling creative freedom with marketplace competition.

Friday, August 15, 2008

Wow! Jay Smooth: How To Tell People They Sound Racist

Please watch How To Tell People They Sound Racist - a brilliant July 21, 2008 podcast by Jay Smooth, host of WBAI's Underground Railroad in New York City. He is a blogger at and the creator of the video podcast ill Doctrine.

Thanks to Bil Browning at The Bilerico Project for posting it there. I totally agree with what he wrote:
This has to be one of the smartest videos I've seen on YouTube. Not only does he give good, practical advice, but it's entertaining too.

Sorry I've been so quiet.

Hi everyone. I am sorry I haven't posted for a while and I am way behind on answering some of my email.

I'm okay. I was/am dealing with some health stuff that slowed me down after the last grand mal seizure which was a month ago today on July 15th.

I finally got the diagnosis of peripheral neuropathy that I have expected for over a year. That is a kind of nerve damage. It's probably connected to my diabetes but he is running some tests to rule out other causes. It's affecting my feet a lot and it's worse at night. It's weird to have pain and numbness at the same time. I think I have it in my hands a little too. I'm now taking meds for that which hopefully will stop the pain, but my neurologist told me it won't fix the nerve damage.

The good news is that when I saw the sleep doctor last week he agreed that what he thought might be "restless leg syndrome" after my sleep study was the neuropathy. And he said that the sleep apnea I have is so mild that I don't need to be treated for that with one of those apnea machines -- which my cats would have hated!

Anyway, I am back and trying to catch up.
Love to you all.