Monday, March 31, 2008

taking it like a man

Oh my! I just read some harsh words about Herself. It certainly deserves a “yeah, right” when I write that I often wondered why Herself has never played up or talked about Herself’s role on the Nixon Congressional investigation team. Maybe this is why:

“Because she was a liar,” Zeifman [Herself’s supervisor on the project] said in an interview last week. “She was an unethical, dishonest lawyer. She conspired to violate the Constitution, the rules of the House, the rules of the committee and the rules of confidentiality.”

Oh my! Those are harsh words indeed! The article is interesting reading about how she removed documents from a publicly accessible area and then wrote a legal brief as if the contents of those documents did not exist. Sounds vaguely familiar to what one of her henchman did when he placed documents from the National Archives in his socks in an attempt to steal them.

Is there a there, there? The article again: The [legal] brief [written by herself] was so fraudulent and ridiculous, Zeifman believes Hillary would have been disbarred if she had submitted it to a judge.

Oh my! I am certain these are not good times for Herself. A liar? Unethical? Oh my!

D’jver just want to break out in song?

Mine eyes have seen the glory
Of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage
Where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning
Of His terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on.


We used to sing that in grade school in the 1960s. Bet they don’t anymore. Where’s the ACLU when you need them most?

I just entered another blogger’s contest. I couldn’t focus on what she wanted, so I randomized my answer. she wrote me! seems pretty cool. she has an iPhone. must be in debt up to her earlobes.

I’m going through my links. Amazing what you find in there, eh? I think these were shorts that amused me some time ago. Seems my link was from a subpage in 2004. Here’s the home page. I just went through 11 pages before my twin popped on line. Didn’t find anything too good. Forget I mentioned it.

When’d I get compromised? Friday? My how time flies when you are trying to rid yourself of being holed by a five-foot camera. Well, I just wanted to share that I seem to be in a repacking mode still. Seems that Fleets stuff emptied the warehouse. Closing off the fourth day without a, a movement thingey. I’ll keep you posted. Yeah, you’re welcome.

I just remembered why I am cranky. In October – maybe even September – I wrote Cyndi Lauper with the full SASE and all that jazz. I nicely asked for a signed pic for my daughter for Christmas. That guy from Dirty Jobs came through. Hell, Drew Carey sent four! Did Cyndi? No. WTF, girl? The link is her address. Somebody harass her. I don’t want to in case she’s just busy and is going to send the pic, and didn’t because I harassed her. I’m smart like that.

Sunday, March 30, 2008

quick note

OK. Compromise done. Clean. “See your butt in five years,” the doc says. “Yeah. Looking forward to it,” I reply. I thoroughly plan on having a virtual butt reaming next time. Seems reasonable to presume the tech will be better by then. And that’s my story for the next five years until proven otherwise. I am so done with this topic.

So this kid gets into an ATV accident or something. Went isoelectric. Also no cranial blood flow. The boy’s toast. Declared dead. As was he listening as they said it. Forced himself to twitch. Dang.

Good thing I read that article before my emasculation. My twin had very specific orders about what to do and how long to wait – and all the papers needed to back it up – before I went under. I don’t mind dying, but I want to be dead before they start to harvest organs. Seems like a reasonable request.

Baseball season is here: The start of the road to the World Series in October. I wonder what life will be like when that time comes. Seems so out of reach.

Mind wandering. Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose – Janis (via Kris).

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Herself lies, flashback

Let’s pick on Herself for a bit. I can’t give a link for this story because I grabbed it off a fee-based search engine. Just trust me, or find it via alternative means. On November 10, 2001, The New York Post published on page 10 a story called, Chelsea Rebuts Mom's Story.

It seems Hillary needed a personal connection to the September 11 tragedy. She didn’t have one, of course, being from New York in the same way that Bobby Kennedy was from New York, so she made one up.

Roll tape …

HILLARY and Chelsea Clinton should have gotten their stories straight (what a great opening. They teach this stuff in journalism school, right? Education is such a wonderful thing). It turns out there are glaring discrepancies (do tell!) in their accounts of what Chelsea was doing on the morning of Sept. 11.

Appearing on NBC's "Dateline" shortly after the World Trade Center attack, Sen. Clinton told viewers how her daughter had cheated death on that fateful morning. (Cheated death? Cheated death? Think, think, think … sounds similar, pray tell, to the dodging-bullets-on-the-runway scene, no?)

"[Chelsea] had gone on what she thought would be a great jog," Clinton explained. "She was going down to Battery Park, she was going to go around the towers. She was going to get a cup of coffee and - that's when the plane hit!" (THIS is the best part of Herself. Never just one misperceived observation, you know, like a shade difference, or – “yeah, ok, you’re not right but I can see that, too.” Naw. Not Herself. We got 1. An activity; 2. A route; 3. A planned event afterward; and 4. A climax! Problem is, of course, of the 42 words, only the last three – the plane hit – are true. This girl is soooo funny.)

Clinton went on to share her fear and confusion when she could not get in touch with her daughter and didn't know where she was. (Ah, but read below. Tell me, tell me, tell me. Chels relates that she “talked briefly with an aide to her mother before the phone lines went dead.” We all know Herself’s iron grip – do you believe for a split second that the staffer did not seek Herself out? Talking to Chels would be information worth a smile or a please-do-not-hit-me card. It is impossible to believe this information did not get to Herself.)

"At that moment, she was not just a senator, but a concerned parent," Katie Couric told "Today" viewers the next morning. (Oh god, I just vomited. BRB …)

As cyber-columnist Matt Drudge reports, the result was widespread media coverage that portrayed Hillary, who was not in New York at the time, as a concerned and distraught mom who had personal ties to the WTC tragedy.

But Chelsea, who had declined to give any interviews, has broken her long silence by writing a first-hand account in Talk magazine. She reveals she wasn't jogging that morning (you don’t say!), and was actually miles away from the disaster (oh my!), safely ensconced in a pal's apartment on Park Avenue South.

"I stared senselessly at the television," Chelsea writes. She notes that she talked briefly with an aide to her mother before the phone lines went dead. She then ventured out on her own to try and find a public phone to call Hillary.

"Looking uptown I saw that every phone in view was surrounded by people. Then I looked downtown, the direction everyone was coming from; I assumed the lines would be shorter and went south. People told me later that I had been 12 blocks from the Towers . . ."

"I do remember standing in line at a phone somewhere and hearing a deafening rumble . . . a man standing next to me in line . . . said that one of the Towers had just collapsed," Chelsea recalls.

Calls to Clinton's office were not returned.

(Get this … still laughing …) The piece in Talk indicates Chelsea is as politically savvy as her parents. One of her first thoughts was, "I was worried that with the tax cut, we wouldn't have enough money to repair New York and D.C. and to help the families of the thousands I knew must have died." (Major attack under way – maybe a warzone in NYC – and she’s thinking about federal revenue from a Keynesian perspective. No, I do not believe it.)

A couple of hours later, "Once we stopped running I started praying," Chelsea relates. "I prayed for my country and my city. I stopped berating the tax cut and started praying the president would rise to lead us." (Funny. Just goes to show you the difference in world views. The first thing I do is pray. She does it last, and the press atheistic press laps away.)

easement by proscription - maintenance of utility lines

Tomorrow begins with the Rotor Rooter guy cramming a camera up my butt. Needing to understand this unfortunate procedure, I queried that bastion of peerless-reviewed knowledge, wikipedia.

Let’s run the tape …

Colonoscopy is the endoscopic (end--, emphasis on end--) examination of the large colon and the distal part of the small bowel with a CCD camera or a fiber (I don’t get enough fiber, so I think this is a good thing) optic camera on a flexible tube passed through the anus (through … the … anus. This just isn’t right. It’s going in the wrong direction. Things that pass “through the anus” are supposed to be traveling north to south, not south to north. I do not approve.). It may (may? You mean I am being compromised and all you can give me is “may”? That is just not good enough. I do not approve.) provide a visual diagnosis (e.g. ulceration, polyps) and grants the opportunity for biopsy or removal of suspected lesions. Virtual colonoscopy, which uses 2D and 3D imagery reconstructed from computed tomography (CT) scans or from nuclear magnetic resonance (MR) scans, is also possible, as a totally non-invasive (yes, this is what I want. “Non-invasive” has a nice ring to it. Very melodic, like “cellar door.” Kinda rolls off the tongue. Could one say that the non-invasive procedure “may provide a visual diagnosis”? If so, please help me understand why we are losing the prefix. I do not approve.) medical test, although it is not standard and still under investigation (so is JFK's assassination. And did you see the article today about RFK’s shooting? Seems he was shot in the back, but Sirhan Sirhan (a dude so nice they named him twice) was in front of him. I have no problem with “still under investigation.” None whatsoever.) regarding its diagnostic abilities. Furthermore, virtual colonoscopy does not allow for therapeutic maneuvers such as polyp/tumor removal or biopsy (and if there is not a need for “therapeutic maneuvers” then there is not a need to invade me, now is there?) nor visualization of lesions smaller than 5 millimeters (I measured this. Five mm is small. Tiny, in fact. There’s like over 25 of them to the inch. I got no problem with missing these. We’ll catch them in five years when they grow bigger and your tech gets better.). If a growth or polyp is detected using CT colonography, a standard colonoscopy would still need to be performed (Duh. OK. So let’s do open heart surgery just in case there’s something there. If there is, we’re going to have to go in anyway. You people are cruel.). Colonoscopy can remove polyps smaller than one millimeter. Once polyps are removed, they can be studied with the aid of a microscope to determine if they are precancerous or not. (Yeha, whatever. All of a sudden, prefixes are important. Great.)

Colonoscopy is similar but not the same as sigmoidoscopy (in case you haven’t been reading and taking notes, Sigmoid left the building several years ago). The difference between colonoscopy and sigmoidoscopy is related to which parts of the colon each can examine. Sigmoidoscopy allows doctors to view only the final two feet of the colon (that’s true), while colonoscopy allows an examination of the entire colon, which measures four to five feet in length (WHAT?!? FIVE FEET! Are you nuts? This is humiliating and totally unnecessary). Often a sigmoidoscopy is used as a screening procedure for a full colonoscopy. In many instances a sigmoidoscopy is performed in conjunction with a fecal occult blood test (FOBT), which can detect the formation of cancerous cells throughout the colon. (Yeah, OK, whatever. Where’s my Fleets?)

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

herself flambé

This whole story about Herself sprinting off the empty tarmac to dodge bullets in Bosnia is erupting. Funny how the press is just now paying attention.

Without any historical footage or research minions, I ripped her version three months ago - even before Iowa and NH. This is why the press sucks at what it does.

I love being right ... my words, December 31 2007: Oh. So outrageously dangerous that you took your KID? Are you a poor parent or just exaggerating the danger of the trip? How about this – the journalist writing this piece is a bigger moron than you, Puff-babe. He MISSED this obvious issue? Yeah, and I am sure that Sinbad and Sheryl are really into risking their lives, too. This is pathetic.

Monday, March 24, 2008

change of seasons

I have smoked on and off since the 3d grade. I watched my dad's body deteriorate into painful non-existence. My 2d cousin died from lung cancer (although no one in the family had the decency to seek me out during his last year). My grandfather had a heart attack - smoked right up until the artery put up the "closed for renovation" sign. Was probably taking a drag at the very moment when he uttered "ouch" and then went "thump." He said that as he lay in the hospital he reached for his pack in the nightstand (weren't the 1960s great?). Mid-flight he recalls thinking, "If I smoke that cigarette, I will die." He never touched one again.

I have had extensive periods in my life when I did not smoke - years at a clip. And each and every time I can point to a reason: I do not smoke because of ...

Eventually that reason would go away. Everything in my life has gone away by many standards. Inevitably, some drama would hit my life.

Drama in front of me + No reason not to = Smoke.

I've grown tired of smoking. Then grew tired of being tired. I have smoked because it ensures that I have at least some control in my life, that being the mode and accelerated timing of my death - it may be slower than a speeding bullet, but is equally effective. I have smoked because it has kept people at a distance, classified me as "one of them." I have smoked because I am coal trash and nothing better or different is expected of me.

I finally, through all my life and all the lost people, I finally found the two reasons - each sufficient onto itself - to walk from smoking and never look back. One reason has been in front of me the whole time, I've just been too arrogant to see it. No, I won't discuss either.

I'm going for a run this morning. This oughta be ugly.

Friday, March 21, 2008

rambling

Yeah, ok, I’ll get off my ass and write for a bit. Too much swirling around my head taking too much of my focus to be sure not to get caught right between the eyes with some well-aimed golf ball cruising in like its satellite guided to focus on writing here, but, yeah, you’re right, that’s just an excuse (embedded in a rather long sentence).

This must suck. This chick gets about five grand up front to run some heroin from Vietnam to Australia. Gonna get ten more when she delivers the few pounds. Gets busted at the airport. She checked the heroin. WTF? But that’s not the worse of it. She got life in prison. No, still not the worst of it. The prosecution appealed the sentence. Now she gets a firing squad. Drugs are bad for your health.

For a variety of reasons, I think we are in a recession – not the classical kind defined by contracting GDP, but the real kind where people lose their jobs.

Herself’s daily calendar gets released after being heavily redacted. Phone records next. Herself’s story is falling apart. Yoko Ono was not a Beatle; Herself was merely present in the White House.

Gotta love out-in-the-open socialism. This clown says that too many enjoy flying for personal pleasure should be taxed out of existence. Relax, pal.

“Daddy, why does mommy have to go to prison?” “Seems she plotted to blow up things, and killed a man during a bank robbery.” “Silly mommy!” Sara Jane Olson, SLA, gets out after 7 years. What an insult. The guy she shot still dead? UPDATE: Seems it was a woman that was killed in the bank lobby, and her son is not pleased that Sara is out. UPDATE 2: Seems the California Penal Guys aren't happy she's out, either. They miscalculated her release date. She's been whisked off the streets and tossed back in for another year. Ouch.


I love an article that ends with “The explosion vaporized any planet nearby.”

Seems the legacy media is finally agreeing that Herself cannot win the nomination. She is sticking around long enough to see if O’Bambi implodes. What a sad conclusion to an otherwise pathetic political career. The only time she ever led was before a single vote was cast. She has never led the delegates or popular vote. Not for a single day.

These links are guarded like a horde of golden bricks by us Beatles bootleg collectors, but I’m feeling generous. You’re welcome. Here and here and here. Here are your reference pages. Yeah, I got more. No, you can’t have them.

Some files come in FLAC or SHN format. Seems to be some high quality something or other. Search the net for “Magical Jelly Bean” to convert SHNs. Also search for WinAmp and FLAC conversion – there’s a simple way to convert by changing the output. Finally, I like Switch (another free program) to change WAVs to MP3s.

Thursday, March 13, 2008

it is to laugh

Sometimes the perfect phrase brings such clarity. Hillary is ready to be Commander in Chief? But she didn't even has a security clearance! But she never attended any briefings! But, but, but ... no wait.

"Saying that Hillary has Executive Branch experience is like saying Yoko Ono was a Beatle."

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

your moment of zen

the doctor is in march 2008

We gots a sick boy ... right to it!

Near-Syncope in a 24-Year-Old Man

Background.

A 24-year-old man with no significant past medical history presents to the emergency department (ED) with a complaint of several episodes of a sensation of nearly blacking out. (Ut oh. Sounds bad. Where’s my stethoscope thingey?) The episodes have occurred about 3-4 times over the 3 days before presentation. (Un hunh. OK. Scribble, scribble. Go on. Tell me, how long did each of these episodes last?) The duration of each episode has ranged from a few minutes to over an hour. (Ok, ok. Scribble, scribble. Anything with your heart? Head?) The patient notes that he has felt his "heart beating really fast," with associated light-headedness. (Scribble, scribble. Any chest pain, shortness of breath, or nausea associated with these events?) He denies having any chest pain, shortness of breath, or nausea associated with these events. (Scribble, scribble. So, you like doing anything when this happens? You know, like, banging the misses, pulling the trouser taffy?) He cannot identify exacerbating or alleviating factors; specifically, he denies exertion as an inciting factor. (Scribble, scribble.) The remainder of his review of systems is negative except for some mild chronic shortness of breath. (Shortness of breath? Taking any meds?) The patient takes no medications at home and has no active medical conditions. (Smoke?) He smokes 2-4 packs of cigarettes per day and has done so for 5-6 years. (WHAT?!? Up to 4 packs a DAY? You throw in some weed just to change the ashtray flavor in your mouth?) He denies any illicit drug use or recent use of over-the-counter medications or herbal remedies. (You sure your heart ain’t cranked out? Anybody in your jet stream die of heart disease yet?) He has no history of any significant cardiac disease or sudden cardiac death in his family.

(NOTE TO SELF. Four packs a day. Figure 5 minutes from opening the pack to stubbing it out. 80 events at 12 per hour constant rate equals 6 hours 40 minutes a day devoted to smoking. Figure 16 hour day, that’s 42% of his waking life is smoking.)

On physical examination, the patient is afebrile (aaa—ahhhh—ahhfff-eee-br-eeeyyyeee-llleee; ahf-e-br-eye-lee), with a pulse of 65 bpm (cuz it’s so gummed up that’s it top rate), a blood pressure of 120/84 mm Hg, and a respiratory rate of 15 breaths/min (6.25 of which are laced with nicotine). His room air saturation reading is 100% (check the gauge, must be stuck). In general, he is well-appearing and in no acute distress (OK. So he bathed and isn’t whimpering. How many cigarettes has he excused himself to go smoke during your examination?). The patient's neck examination shows no jugular venous distention (yeah, did you look in his ears? Bet he’s got tar build-up in there). The heart sounds, including S1 and S2, reveal no audible murmurs, rubs, or gallops (probably sounds more like a Wrigley’s Gum Quality Assurance Department staff meeting). The apical impulse is nondisplaced and of normal impact (I have no idea what that means). The lung sounds are diminished throughout (really? Shocking!), but there are no wheezes, rales, or rhonchi. He has no edema of the lower extremities, and the distal pulses are easily palpable. All other exam findings, including a neurologic examination, are unremarkable. (You want remarkable? Tie him down for an hour and watch nicotine withdrawals hit him. Four packs a day? Crack habits are cheaper.)

The patient is placed on a cardiac monitor, and an 18-gauge intravenous (IV) catheter is inserted into the antecubital fossa (aaa-aannntt-eee – oh, forget it). Laboratory tests consisting of a complete blood count (CBC) and serum electrolytes are ordered. A portable chest radiograph reveals slight hyperinflation and hyperlucency of the lung fields (some reaction in the lungs? How surprising.), with a flattened diaphragm and central pulmonary artery enlargement (tar build-up similar to having a tile grout injected into you will tend to enlarge the receiving vessel). An electrocardiogram (ECG) is obtained (see Figure 1).


What is the diagnosis? (Hint: Pay close attention to the intervals and the QRS complex morphology.)
A. Wolff-Parkinson-White syndrome (I’d pick this one if it were Winston-Pall Mall-Marlboro syndrome)
B. Ventricular fibrillation
C. Sinus tachycardia
D. Non-sustained ventricular tachycardia

(Yeah, OK, here we go. This dude shows up smoking 4 packs a day, feels a little lightheaded, and they are going to find some fancy name for it. Wanna cure? STOP SMOKING, you idiot!)

Discussion:

Preexcitation (you see? “preexcitation.” “Pre-” nothing. It is post-four packs a day.) is characterized by an accessory pathway within the heart that conducts action potentials between the atria and ventricles outside of the normal conduction system (which conducts through the atrioventricular [AV] node-His-Purkinje system). The phenomenon was defined by Durrer et al in 1970, who stated that "preexcitation exists, if in relation to atrial events, the whole or some part of the ventricular muscle is activated earlier by the impulse originating from the atrium than would be expected if the impulse reached the ventricles by way of the normal specific conduction system only."[5] Of the various types of preexcitation syndromes, the most common is Wolff-Parkinson-White (WPW) syndrome. (Funny. A syndrome. Smoking four packs a day is a syndrome. These people are idiots. I’m done. You keep reading if you want to …)

WPW syndrome can be identified by a classic fusion QRS complex ECG pattern that is a combination of simultaneous normal conduction through the AV node and aberrant conduction through the accessory tract. This fusion QRS complex leads to particular ECG features that include a shortened PR interval (<120 msec) and a widened QRS complex with a delta wave representing preexcitation of the ventricle through the accessory pathway. The distinctive ECG pattern of the accessory pathway was initially described by Wolff, Parkinson, and White in 1930 as a bundle branch block with a short PR interval. Additionally, as mentioned, WPW syndrome is recognized as the most common form of ventricular preexcitation, although it likely represents a collection of pathologic conditions rather than a single structural abnormality.

Normal cardiac conduction of action potentials from the atria to the ventricles occurs exclusively through the AV node; the atrial impulses are subsequently propagated through a specialized conduction system (the AV-His-Purkinje system) and finally terminate in the ventricular myocardium. Action potential conduction through the AV node depends on slow inward calcium currents. In addition, the AV nodal system exhibits decremental conduction, which provides a protective effect; as the cardiac cycle is shortened (eg, the heart rate increases), there is decreased conduction through the AV node. This phenomenon limits the ventricular response to rapid atrial rates, such as those observed in atrial fibrillation or atrial flutter.

In preexcitation syndromes such as WPW, however, the action potential conducts to the ventricles at least partially through an accessory pathway termed the AV bypass tract or the bundle of Kent. Action potential propagation in the accessory pathway in WPW syndrome occurs through a rapid cellular influx of sodium. The consequence of the sodium-dependent action potential propagation mechanism is an accelerated conduction of impulses by the accessory bypass tracts, which leads to early activation of the ventricle as demonstrated by a shortened PR interval and a "slurred" QRS complex (ie, delta wave). Ventricular depolarization slowly spreads out from the bypass tract, while normal conduction that has been somewhat delayed through the AV node begins to conduct through the His-Purkinje system and spreads quickly to the remaining ventricular musculature. Although conduction velocity through the accessory pathway is faster than it is through the AV node, the accessory pathway often has a longer refractory period and, as such, is slower to recover excitability. Interestingly, the conduction of action potentials through the accessory pathway is nondecremental; therefore, the protective effect achieved by the AV node at higher heart rates is lost. These differences have important clinical implications. For example, a premature beat may conduct through the AV node normally while the accessory pathway remains refractory to conduction. The impulse then travels in a retrograde direction through the accessory pathway after ventricular depolarization, when it has recovered excitability. The consequence of this is the propagation of a reentry loop termed an orthodromic AV reciprocating tachycardia. This can then lead to rapid ventricular response rates that can degenerate into ventricular tachyarrhythmias. Rarely, antidromic tachycardias occur; conduction occurs in an anterograde direction through the accessory pathway and in a retrograde direction through the AV node.

Ventricular depolarization occurs through both the AV node-His bundle pathway and the accessory pathway; each pathway affects the ventricles by various degrees, depending on their relative activation times. As AV nodal conduction is delayed by either rapid atrial pacing or premature atrial beats, the accessory pathway contributes to a greater degree, resulting in a wider QRS morphology with an increasingly slurred delta wave. If the relative conduction time through the AV node is sufficiently delayed, total activation of the ventricle may occur through the accessory pathway.

The presence of accessory bypass tracts is not uncommon in the general population; however, less than half of the people with bypass tracts actually sustain a tachyarrhythmia. WPW syndrome affects approximately 0.15-0.2% of the general population, and of these individuals, 60-70% have no other evidence of heart disease. Mortality and morbidity associated with WPW syndrome occur as a result of associated dysrhythmias or from mistreatment of these dysrhythmias with inappropriate medications. Most studies report that the incidence of sudden death is in the 0-4% range. Men are affected more often than women,[5] accounting for 60-70% of all cases. Although this disease affects people of all ages, it is typically first recognized in children and young adults who present to the ED or their primary care physician with symptoms secondary to a dysrhythmia. Genetic mutations have been identified (by mapping genetic defects to specific loci) that account for the increased incidence of WPW syndrome in certain families.[2]

In patients with suspected WPW syndrome, evaluation should initially be directed at confirming the diagnosis and recognizing any potentially life-threatening arrhythmias. In patients with life-threatening arrhythmias, direct-current cardioversion should be immediately administered. In stable patients with tachyarrhythmias, an antiarrhythmic medication may be administered to terminate the arrhythmic episode, rather than immediately performing electrical cardioversion.

Studies have demonstrated that the best and most cost-effective treatment for patients with asymptomatic WPW syndrome is simple observation.[5] Most patients with symptomatic arrhythmias, drug-refractory WPW syndrome, or significant life-threatening arrhythmias are treated with nonpharmacologic therapy. Surgical ablation, previously the standard technique for drug-refractory WPW syndrome, has been replaced by catheter-based procedures. Compared with surgical techniques, catheter ablation has comparable success rates, lower mortality and complication rates, and improved cost-effectiveness. Moreover, newer catheter mapping systems now allow shorter procedure times. Surgical ablation, however, may be necessary in patients in whom catheter ablation has failed. Because this patient had a symptomatic tachyarrhythmia, he underwent electrophysiologic mapping followed by transvenous catheter ablation. He has remained asymptomatic since this procedure.

Patients with infrequent or minimally symptomatic arrhythmias may be treated pharmacologically. The aim of pharmacologic therapy is to alter the electrophysiologic properties, such as the refractoriness or conduction velocity of the AV node or the accessory bypass tracts.

Saturday, March 8, 2008

wyoming

UPDATE - and in Mississippi, too. 61-39. Takes delegates 19-14. The month of March, he takes delegates 208-207. Herself has yet to win a month.

Obama holds serve in Wyoming. Wins 59-40, gets the 7-5 split on delegates I used in my previous posts.

Let's play "Making Toast!" The toaster oven door was already open ... with Wyoming, the tray comes out. Mississippi on Tuesday.

herself must be smoking something

Herself’s problem is that when Herself wins, Herself loses. It all comes down to numbers of delegates. Nothing else matters. Everything Herself says about Herself’s successes is to sway tomorrow’s voting to get tomorrow’s delegates.

Check the numbers and positions so far:

January: “We came back in NH!” The truth is that Herself fell from Herself’s 20-point lead and almost lost it outright.

Pledged delegate counts for the month: Obama, 63; Herself 48.

Super Tuesday: “We won the big states! We won where it mattered!” Herself actually said that – “where it mattered.” Like the other states didn’t?

Pledged delegate counts for Super Tuesday: Obama, 842; Herself 828.

February: “(Silence).”

Pledged delegate counts for the month: Obama, 287; Herself 158.5.

March: “We’re back!”

Pledged delegate counts for the month: Obama, 170; Herself 177. Note that there are 20 Texas caucus delegates left to award, and Obama has taken the 47 awarded by 28-19 (which gives him the outright delegate win in Texas). At that rate, Obama wins the last group 12-8, reducing Herself’s monthly “win” to a net 3.

What I find remarkable is that all the press accounts ask “what went wrong? She was the presumptive nominee. It was hers to lose.” I don’t get that. The only time it was “hers to lose” was before anyone voted. The only coronation was by the press. From the very first votes, Herself has been behind. Herself has never led for even a single day. And now that a very large sampling of the voters have cast, Herself is down 600,000 votes.

Everything about Herself is smoke and mirrors. There ain’t be no there, there.

Friday, March 7, 2008

indiana is the new florida

Yeah, yeah, yeah, too much politics. But I am so tired of delegate math being confusing and contradictory, and analyses being useless, that I had to get my hands around it.

I think I learned something interesting. Want to know? It is impossible for Herself to win without Florida and Michigan coming back. And if they do come back, she has to win both AND Indiana to have any chance of getting the nod.

The structure is this:

The “pledged” delegates are supposed to be bound by the votes cast by us (except the dems allow them to vote anyway they chose on the first ballot) and are comprised of three groups: District level; at-large; and PLEOs (public leaders and elected officials).

Super-delegates do not have binds.

The democrat problem with super-delegates is not present with the pubs, but not because McCain has locked already. The pubs designate super-delegates to just 5% of their total delegate; the dems, over 19%. The effect is this: For a pub to get the nomination without supers, the candidate needs 53% of the pledged delegates; the dem, 62%. Winning 53-47 is a lot easier than consisting wining 62-38.

Let’s resolve the pledged delegates first. Gotta pick a source data for delegates since they all the news outlets seem to have different counts. I picked CBS News because their data is exhaustively explained on that bastion of free thought Wikipedia.

Count so far: 1,362 Obama; 1,213 Herself.

In order to give the future contests some meat in return for winning, I assumed every race to be won 60-40. Anything closer and the delegate assignations is pretty much a wash (read, Herself: Toast).

I went to a bunch of polling places, and found most to be consistent with this article.

Obama: Wyoming, Mississippi, Guam, North Carolina, Oregon, Montana, and South Dakota.

Herself: Pennsylvania, West Virginia, Kentucky, and Puerto Rico.

Left out, so far, Indiana, Michigan, and Florida. Be patient.

New counts: Obama 1,627; Herself 1,487.

That’s a 140 delegates Herself has to make up.

Indiana is just 84 pledged delegates. So, you see, unless Michigan and Florida come back, there isn’t enough pie in the tin to feed Her.

Michigan and Florida together have 367 pledged delegates.

A series of 60-40 wins yields the following net gains: Indiana, 14; Michigan, 26; Florida 37.

If Herself loses any one of the three, the pledged delegate lead remains 91 or more. Winning all three drops the lead to 63.

Of course, if the wins are inside 60-40, which is likely, then the Obama lead will be even more.

Note that Herself is out there saying that Michigan and Florida must be seated and that no new voting should occur. Michigan is talking about the worse possible situation for Her: nice, cheap, easy caucuses – which she always loses.

There is no way her position can win: Obama played by the rules of the DNC and stayed out. They’d burn Detroit to the ground. The body of Howard Dean is probably going to wind up in some park with dirt in the cuffs of his pants.

Most likely outcome? Revotes, Michigan to Obama, Florida to Herself, Indiana a push (50-50).

Projected pledged delegate count at end of all voting: Obama, 1,814; Herself, 1,685. New total needed to win: 2,208 (half up of 4,415).

Of the 849 supers, Obama would need 394, or 46%. Herself, 523, or 62%.

If the supers vote like the Electoral College and cast all their votes in accordance with the winner of the popular vote in their states, they would split Obama 442, Herself 402. That would give Obama a first-ballot win.

If the supers split along the lines of the popular vote in their states, then Obama still gets his 46% - the supers would reflect the pledged split: Obama, 52% (441).

Herself has no light-of-day argument for supers to go almost two-thirds for Her. All she can do is fight like an animal to prevent revotes, and then do whatever it takes to win Indiana.

Indiana is her Florida 2000. Latest numbers Obama 40%, Herself 25%. She would have to take ALL the undecideds to achieve 60-40 – that’s why, at best for Her, it will be a draw. It’s also an open primary, and Herself doesn’t do well in those.

If Michigan revotes, Herself is toast. If she pushes Indiana, she is toast. If she fails to rack up 60-40 wins elsewhere (Pennsylvania, Kentucky, West Virginia, Puerto Rico), she has another net gain of 61 pledged votes endangered – toast in degrees.

Ah, the smell of toasting carpetbagger …

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

quick political shot

The results could not have been better in the dem primaries. Herself takes Ohio and Texas, but makes up little delegate ground. Still down over a hundred. The nationwide popular vote is Herself's by a mere 6,000 votes out of 27 million (UPDATE - these data must have included Michigan and Florida - Obama is up by 600,000 in the popular vote).

This was like a dying patient getting a blood transfusion, maybe that bag of white blood cells. A spark of life, a claim to vitality, while we all look at Herself and smile, check our watches, and smile again.

No one will convince Herself that this is not Her Turn. No matter what comes in November, if She is not the dem candidate, then 2012 will be completely lost to Her. She will be long past Her expiration date. And look at how Her fellow senators have all lined up against Her - She has debts to settle on the side of people's heads NOW. This is Her only chance. She will not bow out.

She is going to travel into uncharted territories now, having seen the 'Bama blood She can draw in the primary results. Herself is about to go nuclear, like a rancid and dangerous stowaway on the SS Minnow that vexes the Professor, Skipper, and Gilligan episode after episode.

If She does stand in August declaring, "Victory is Mine!" then all around Her will be the smoldering remains of the dem party.

She cannot open a lead in pledged delegates - the math is not there. 'Bama will enter the convention with a pledged delegate and probably popular vote lead. If Herself takes the nomination through unpledged delegates, the populace of 'Bama backers will not follow. I also think 'Bama, if he isn't too tarnished, will get an independent run financed by Mike Bloomberg. Either scenario puts McCain in the White House.

Last night was probably the worst thing that could have happened to Herself. She just doesn't know it. Sometimes the best medicine is unplugging the ventilator. But for now, isn't it nice to see Herself smiling again? I can still picture Her so giddy and full of energy as She trampled into the ground those that stood in Her way 20 years ago.

"Phew! What's that smell? Oh yeah, I forgot. Her colon shut down a few days after Super Tuesday. Man, all due respect, lady, but would you kindly die? You're fouling the air all around you."

Sunday, March 2, 2008

dad

There is one picture of my dad that I have impressed indelibly. He is a teenager, leaning against a 1940s car. He is on the right side; I think three other folks are present - his dad, grandfather, and another person. The picture always struck me because he looked so thin and tall, not at all the figure I knew. I searched his face in that photo trying to read his thoughts, trying to understand how he viewed himself.

I have nothing from my past, so that picture is elsewhere.

When he died several years ago, I did a lot of driving in the immediate aftermath. So very odd, but Bob Dylan's "Forever Young" seemed to have been on every radio station. I heard it, without exaggeration, a dozen times over a few days. I'm not sure what God's point was, but I am sure He had one.

This video is from the Band's "The Last Waltz." Two songs, Forever Young is first.



May God bless and keep you always,
May your wishes all come true,
May you always do for others
And let others do for you.
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.

May you grow up to be righteous,
May you grow up to be true,
May you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you.
May you always be courageous,
Stand upright and be strong,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.

May your hands always be busy,
May your feet always be swift,
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift.
May your heart always be joyful,
May your song always be sung,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.