Tuesday, January 31, 2023

The Angry Gourmet

I have vivid memories of my mother pounding chicken breasts with a tenderizing hammer on a wooden cutting board. She did this when making chicken Kiev. The cutting board was quite solid and raised up on four feet. The hammering was SO LOUD, forty years of frustration and anger built into each slam. I'd hear the pounding from downstairs while I was trying to concentrate on my homework. She made special gourmet meals for her husband, my step-father, who spent his days in NYC before returning on the commuter rail to the leafy dull suburbs. They would eat together alone after 7 PM. We kids were served a meal at 5 PM made by our nanny Jean Seale who cooked lentils and rice or open-face grilled-cheese sandwiches. My mother always wanted "honeymoon" time with my step-father even on family vacations. We were allowed to say hello during their dinner, but my mother was not happy with our presence.

Mini Pies

I made a corn oil pie crust the other day and had scraps leftover in the fridge. Yesterday I pressed the leftover raw dough into 3 tiny pie tins and baked them. Today I ate them with fig jam. A quick pie with coffee.

Krishnamurti

From a discussion with students at the Happy Valley School, Ojai, 7 November 1966

One cannot cooperate around an idea; then it is not cooperation. The idea attracts you, me and somebody else, but there is no relationship between us three. We have come together around an idea, and we generally call that cooperation. But if you, I and another see the thing very clearly, and that is what we should do, we will naturally cooperate.

Krishnamurti: Suffering is suffering, not yours or mine

The Book of Life, July 8, HarperSanFrancisco, 1995

Is your suffering as an individual different from my suffering, or from the suffering of a man in Asia, in America, or in Russia? The circumstances, the incidents may vary, but in essence another man’s suffering is the same as mine and yours, isn’t it? Suffering is suffering, surely, not yours or mine. Pleasure is not your pleasure, or my pleasure—it is pleasure. When you are hungry, it is not your hunger only, it is the hunger of the whole of Asia too. When you are driven by ambition, when you are ruthless, it is the same ruthlessness that drives the politician, the man in power, whether he is in Asia, in America, or in Russia.

You see, that is what we object to. We don’t see that we are all one humanity, caught in different spheres of life, in different areas. When you love somebody, it is not your love. If it is, it becomes tyrannical, possessive, jealous, anxious, brutal. Similarly, suffering is suffering; it is not yours or mine. I am not just making it impersonal, I am not making it something abstract. When one suffers, one suffers. When a man has no food, no clothing, no shelter, he is suffering, whether he lives in Asia, or in the West. The people who are now being killed or wounded—the Vietnamese and the Americans—are suffering. To understand this suffering—which is neither yours nor mine, which is not impersonal or abstract, but actual and which we all have—requires great deal of penetration, insight. And the ending of this suffering will naturally bring about peace, not only within, but outside.

The Mirror

Every morning my mother would stand in front of the gigantic mirror in the red Chinese bathroom downstairs. She'd reach up above the cabinet for her large wicker Little Red Riding Hood basket full of Clinique makeup and begin applying all of the layers to her face. I would watch, entranced. One day she looked over at me as she darkened her eyebrows with a black pencil. "I used to have arched eyebrows like yours, but they faded."

Then she applied eye shadow, eyeliner, mascara, pancake, bright red lipstick, and finally a pale pink rouge to her olive skin which drove me nuts because it clashed. It was a red and white mix of pink, the absolute wrong color for her olive skin. I knew I couldn't tell the queen unless I wanted a slap across the face.

When I was 13 she said, "You can wear makeup now, like your older sister, you're in Junior High." I tried a little on my eyelids and immediately broke out in red blotches - an allergic reaction I am still proud of to this day.

50:59 Mommie Dearest and the Legacies of Faye Dunaway and Joan Crawford

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Her skin had been tanned in the dark tea of the bog.

 Yde Girl and Tollund Man are a reminder that humans once had very different and more respectful relationships with the bog, she said: “Bog bodies — and artifacts and eco-facts — become strange kinds of ambassadors from deep time. They re-enchant us with these landscapes through their stories.”

https://www.nytimes.com/2023/01/30/science/archaeology-bogs-mummies.html

Once I started noticing these impressions, it was fun to imagine myself as a paleontologist of the urban present.

Letter of Recommendation

Why I Hunt for Sidewalk Fossils

These oft-overlooked records invite us to imagine what has been and what might be.

A paleontologist once told me that city sidewalks hold snapshots. If I trained my gaze toward my feet, he said, I would find evidence of all kinds of commutes: traces of hopping birds, the soles of humans’ shoes, restless leaves that fell and sank into wet concrete at just the right moment. I might see a smattering of little paw prints zigging, zagging, doubling back, evidence of important rodent business that didn’t often overlap with mine.

These marks are too recent to pass muster with scientific sticklers, but in all respects except age, they are fossils. There are many ways to make one. Some form when a creature is entombed in sediment: Water percolates through, flush with minerals, and over time the mixture infiltrates the bones, where it settles and forms stone. Other fossils are casts, made, for instance, when a shell dissolves and leaves behind a mold that eventually fills with sediment, which hardens into rock. But not all fossils involve remains; some catalog movements. These are the kind that stipple our sidewalks — nascent trace fossils, records of fleeting contact.

Throughout the pandemic, I turned to nature to track time and step outside myself. I photographed the sweetgum tree outside my Brooklyn window, noting when it leafed into a bushy chlorophylled curtain or when it dropped fruit that fell to the ground like unshattered ornaments. Most afternoons of that first lonely spring, I roamed a cemetery. When magnolia blossoms smudged the scene pink, I stood under the canopies until wind splashed the petals against my shoulders.

I was lucky, of course, to be simply scared and lonely — not dead, not intubated, not choosing between peril and paycheck. But time was slippery, and I felt stuck in my own brain, a foggy, trembling ecosystem I had no interest in studying. By early 2022, I was cocooned in my partner’s Morningside Heights apartment. On weekend mornings, we shuffled around the neighborhood, and each volunteered to notice something new: a startling mushroom, the pale bellies of pigeons waterfalling down a facade before flocking skyward. I became fixated on sidewalk fossils. Fossil-finding outings were a relief — an invitation to crouch, touch, lose myself in evidence of skittering and scrabbling, tethering myself to a past and a future.

Once I started noticing these impressions, it was fun to imagine myself as a paleontologist of the urban present.

Because sidewalk fossils are essentially the same color as the surrounding concrete, they’re most visible when light rakes across them; a fossil that’s elusive at noon might announce itself at dawn or dusk. So I timed a second daily walk for the hour when the light fled. Late afternoons introduced me to tiny forked footprints that marked the scene of, perhaps, an avian skirmish. There were others: a dog’s paws, three-quarters of a shoe. Though ichnologists, who study trace fossils, might discount leaves, I marveled at those too: most of a London plane and a ginkgo, with its corrugated fan. Across from a closed-up snack cart, I knelt until the cold concrete prickled my knees. I wriggled out of my mitten and traced a leaf’s sharp, diagonal veins, its saw-toothed sides.

When scientists encounter a fossil, they often try to puzzle out an explanation of how it got there. Maybe an animal was stranded or washed off its feet or chased by predators. Once I started noticing these impressions, it was fun to imagine myself as a paleontologist of the urban present. A bonanza of bird feet made me wonder if someone had sprinkled seeds or dropped a bagel. How long ago? What kind? When a leaf didn’t seem to match any of the nearby trees, I wondered if it was an interloper, blown in from blocks away or if it testified to an ecological eviction — a tree yanked out and replaced with another species or swapped for sidewalk. The fossils fastened my attention to something tangible but also invited it to wander and to think about city streets as collages of past and present, about how our nonhuman neighbors are architects, too. How we all shed traces of ourselves, whether we know it or not.

Of course, there is more significant proof of the past. Mammoths sometimes turn up in farmers’ fields, their tusks curved like scythes abandoned in the dirt. Parades of dinosaur footprints still march along the banks or beds of some prehistoric rivers and seas. Those are awesome, showy and obvious. I line up to see them; I happily gawk. But it was a tiny thrill to encounter evidence of the past that was subtle and recent, proof that others were out there. The sidewalk fossils felt intimate — the paleontological equivalent of a raft of letters secreted away beneath a floorboard.

Only they’re not actually rare. When sidewalks are repaired, birds and other animals ignore attempts to keep them pristine. Leaves do whatever the wind demands. These fossils are easy to find, and we’re lucky to have them. When I was lingering in the worst parts of my brain, sidewalk fossils dislodged me. Unlike the many fossils that represent stillness, the moment when an animal died and the place it remained unless humans carved it free, sidewalk fossils are often peeks into lives that continued. The birds flew somewhere; the dogs, I hope, went on to wag over many sticks and smells. As the sun sank and I trudged home, the fossils — these little flukes, these interesting accidents — were reminders of small, exhilarating life.


Jessica Leigh Hester is a science journalist whose first book is “Sewer” (Bloomsbury Academic, 2022).

Anosognosia the inability to update his or her self-image.

When someone rejects a diagnosis of mental illness, it’s tempting to say that he's “in denial.” But someone with acute mental illness may not be thinking clearly enough to consciously choose denial. They may instead be experiencing “lack of insight” or “lack of awareness.” The formal medical term for this medical condition is anosognosia, from the Greek meaning “to not know a disease.”

When we talk about anosognosia in mental illness, we mean that someone is unaware of their own mental health condition or that they can’t perceive their condition accurately. Anosognosia is a common symptom of certain mental illnesses, perhaps the most difficult to understand for those who have never experienced it.

Anosognosia is relative. Self-awareness can vary over time, allowing a person to acknowledge their illness at times and making such knowledge impossible at other times. When insight shifts back and forth over time, we might think people are denying their condition out of fear or stubbornness, but variations in awareness are typical of anosognosia.

What Causes Anosognosia?

We constantly update our mental image of ourselves. When we get a sunburn, we adjust our self-image and expect to look different in the mirror. When we learn a new skill, we add it to our self-image and feel more competent. But this updating process is complicated. It requires the brain’s frontal lobe to organize new information, develop a revised narrative and remember the new self-image.

Brain imaging studies have shown that this crucial area of the brain can be damaged by schizophrenia and bipolar disorder as well as by diseases like dementia. When the frontal lobe isn’t operating at 100%, a person may lose—or partially lose—the ability to update his or her self-image.

Without an update, we’re stuck with our old self-image from before the illness started. Since our perceptions feel accurate, we conclude that our loved ones are lying or making a mistake. If family and friends insist they're right, the person with an illness may get frustrated or angry, or begin to avoid them.

Early studies of anosognosia indicated that approximately 30% of people with schizophrenia and 20% of people with bipolar disorder experienced "severe" lack of awareness of their diagnosis. Treating mental health conditions is much more complicated if lack of insight is one of the symptoms. People with anosognosia are placed at increased risk of homelessness or arrest. Learning to understand anosognosia and its risks can improve the odds of helping people with this difficult symptom.

Why Is Insight Important?

For a person with anosognosia, this inaccurate insight feels as real and convincing as other people's ability to perceive themselves. But these misperceptions cause conflicts with others and increased anxiety. Lack of insight also typically causes a person to avoid treatment. This makes it the most common reason for people to stop taking their medications. And, as it is often combined with psychosis or mania, lack of insight can cause reckless or undesirable behavior.

https://www.nami.org/About-Mental-Illness/Common-with-Mental-Illness/Anosognosia

The Monkey House

Our mother, Sonia loved to bring a Steiff Monkey Puppet into the monkey house and animate it in front of the glass. The monkeys would go nuts. She was in control. A true narcissist.

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The Narcissism of the Angry Young Men What to do about the deadly misfits among us? First, recognize the problem. By Tom Nichols

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Some years ago, I got a call from an analyst at the National Counterterrorism Center. After yet another gruesome mass shooting (this time, it was Dylann Roof’s attack on a Bible-study group at a Black church in Charleston, South Carolina, that killed nine and wounded one), I had written an article about the young men who perpetrate such crimes. I suggested that an overview of these killers showed them, in general, to be young losers who failed to mature, and whose lives revolved around various grievances, insecurities, and heroic fantasies. I called them “Lost Boys” as a nod to their arrested adolescence.

The NCTC called me because they had a working group on “countering violent extremism.” They had read my article and they, too, were interested in the problem of these otherwise-unremarkable boys and young men who, seemingly out of nowhere, lash out at society in various ways. We think you’re on to something, the analyst told me. He invited me to come down to Washington and discuss it with him and his colleagues.

The meeting was held in a classified environment so that the group’s members, representing multiple intelligence and law-enforcement agencies, could more easily share ideas and information. (I was a government employee at the time and held a clearance.) But we could have met in a busy restaurant for all it mattered—the commonalities among these young men, even across nations and cultures, are hardly a secret. They are man-boys who maintain a teenager’s sharp sense of self-absorbed grievance long after adolescence; they exhibit a combination of childish insecurity and lethally bold arrogance; they are sexually and socially insecure. Perhaps most dangerous, they go almost unnoticed until they explode. Some of them open fire on their schools or other institutions; others become Islamic radicals; yet others embrace right-wing-extremist conspiracies.

I emerged from the meeting with a lot of interesting puzzle pieces but no answers. Since then, there have been more such attacks, more bodies, more grief—but precious little progress on preventing such incidents. A few recent examples: In 2021, a 15-year-old boy murdered four of his fellow students in his Michigan high school. In 2022, an 18-year-old man carried out a massacre in a Texas school; another, the same age, committed a mass murder in a grocery store in upstate New York. A 21-year-old male attacked a Fourth of July parade in Illinois. A 22-year-old went on a rampage at an LGBTQ nightclub in Colorado.

These attacks are not merely “violence” in some general sense, nor are they similar to other gun crimes classified as “mass shootings” beyond the number of victims. Drug-war shoot-outs and gang vendettas are awful, but they are better-understood problems, in both their origins and possible remedies. The Lost Boys, however, are the perpetrators of out-of-the-blue massacres of innocents. Their actions are not driven by criminal gain, but instead are meant to shock us, to make us grieve, and finally, to force us to acknowledge the miserable existence of the young men behind the triggers.

After each Lost Boy killing, Americans are engulfed in grief and anger, but eventually, we are overtaken by a sense of helplessness. Sometimes, we respond by raging at one another; we fight about gun control or mental-health funding or the role of social media as we try to fix blame and reduce a seemingly inexplicable act to something discrete and solvable. But I wonder now, as I did back in 2015, if all of these debates are focusing on the wrong problems. Yes, the country is awash in guns; yes, depression seems to be on the rise in young people; yes, extremists are using social media to fuse together atomized losers into explosive compounds. But the raw material for all of the violence is mostly a stream of lost young men.

Why is this happening? What are we missing? Guns and anomie and extremism are only facets of the problem. The real malady afflicting these men, one about which I’ve written much in the intervening years since that original article, is the deluge of narcissism in the modern world, especially among failed-to-launch young men whose injured grandiosity leads them to blame others for their own shortcomings and insecurities—and to seek revenge.

The Lost Boys are mostly young and male, largely middle- or working-class. Frustrated by their own social awkwardness, they are so often described as “loners” that the trope has been around from as early as the 1980s. But these young males, no matter how “quiet,” are filled with an astonishing level of enraged resentment and entitlement about their roles as men, and they seek rationalizations for inflicting violence on a society they think has both ignored and injured them. They become what the German writer Hans Magnus Enzensberger called “radical losers,” unsuccessful men who feel that they have been denied their dominant role in society and who then channel their blunted male social impulses toward destruction.

And they are, above all, staggeringly narcissistic. Almost all of the recent mass killers, for example, thought they had a special mission in the world. We know this because they felt compelled to tell us so.

Indeed, to search for the killer’s manifesto is now part of the ritual of investigating a massacre, a tradition we might trace back to the Unabomber, the ur-Lost Boy Ted Kaczynski, whose terror campaign included a demand that the press publish his 35,000-word treatise. (And yet, when he left society at 29, he wrote in his journal: “My motive for doing what I am going to do is simply personal revenge. I do not expect to accomplish anything by it.”) There are many other examples: the Los Angeles mass killer Christopher Dorner left behind an 11,000-word screed in 2013; Brenton Tarrant, who killed 51 people at two New Zealand mosques in 2019, posted a 74-page rant to the internet. (Patrick Crusius, who murdered 23 people in El Paso in 2019, claimed to be inspired by Tarrant but managed to upload only four pages to the infamous 8chan site.) At this point, so many such documents exist that there are scholarly research studies analyzing them.

Many of the Lost Boys claim to represent various causes derived from a wide spectrum of sources—sexism, racism, religious bigotry, conspiracy kookery, and anti-government extremism among them. (Nor are all of these aimless young men killers: When I first examined this problem, I also identified a type of Lost Boy who convinces himself that he’s doing good, such as Bowe Bergdahl, who thought of himself as the fictional action hero Jason Bourne when he deserted his military unit in Afghanistan in 2009, and Edward Snowden, who is the embodiment of a particular kind of nonviolent but nonetheless highly destructive misfit.)

Narcissism is a common malady, but for the Lost Boys, it is the indispensable primer for a bomb whose core is an unstable mass of insecurities about masculine identity. This, of course, helps explain why such spectacular and ghastly acts are an almost entirely male phenomenon. Women, who are less prone to commit violence in general, are rarely the perpetrators of these kinds of senseless massacres. In general, they do not share the same juvenile fantasies of power and dominance that are common to adolescent boys. Nor do they tend to harbor the same resentments about sex and status that are common to all teenagers but that in the Lost Boys persist beyond adolescence and soon grow to volcanic levels.

For example, in 2014 Elliot Rodger became a kind of patron saint of “incels,” or involuntary celibates (men angry at women for not having sex with them), when he killed six people and plowed his car into several more in California before killing himself. Rodger explicitly said his attack was “retribution” against other men—and the women who sleep with them—for having sex while he remained a virgin. Four years later, a self-described incel who’d praised Rodger killed 10 people in Toronto.

Lives that seem to unwind over problems related to sex or sexual identity are a persistent theme. Micah Johnson, a Black military veteran, claimed that he was avenging the deaths of Black people at the hands of the police when he ambushed Dallas police officers in 2016, killing five and wounding nine others. Perhaps more pertinent, though, was that Johnson was a failure as a soldier and his life had gone into free fall after he was booted from the Army for stealing women’s underwear from a female comrade. That same year, Omar Mateen, who had expressed particular animus toward homosexuals, became a mass killer when he attacked a gay nightclub in Florida, as did the accused recent Colorado shooter Anderson Aldrich. Aldrich’s lawyers have said that the alleged killer is nonbinary, but some observers, including a former friend, suspect Aldrich is merely attempting to troll the LGBTQ community.

Another way these young men express their sexual insecurity is to seek heroic redemption by imagining themselves as the defenders of helpless women against sexual threats from other men. Roof, for his part, thought he was on a mission to stop Black men from raping white women, a common racist trope in America. One of the members of a group of young Muslim men in Canada who planned to storm the Parliament in Ottawa in 2006 reportedly had a similar motivation, believing that NATO soldiers were raping Afghan women.

This masculine insecurity is even more striking when we consider the number of such young men who chose what we might think of as “the military cure,” by joining the armed forces in an apparent attempt to forge a more manly identity. In a society where relatively few people serve in the military, the Lost Boys are heavily overrepresented among veterans or would-be soldiers. Timothy McVeigh, who went on to become the Oklahoma City bomber, left the Army after being rejected for Special Forces. Dorner was a naval reserve officer; Johnson and Bergdahl went to Afghanistan. (Before he enlisted, friends told The Washington Post, Bergdahl had “identified with Japanese samurai warriors and medieval knights.”) Devin Kelley, who opened fire on a Texas church, joined the Air Force. Snowden joined the Army and tried for a Green Beret, but washed out. The “American Taliban” traitor, John Walker Lindh, also went overseas—but for a different army.

Jihadists, especially those radicalized in the West, are also examples of this syndrome. They join organizations that promise to create a powerful male identity, and, in some cases, to reward them with women as sex slaves. For all their supposed distaste for Western immorality, many of the young males who gravitate toward jihadism are avid consumers of forbidden Western delights, such as music, alcohol, drugs, and pornography. (Even in middle age, Osama bin Laden had quite a porn collection.) For these men, terrorism may be, among other things, some sort of self-purification, a way to deny their illicit desires by destroying the places and people that supposedly coax them toward perdition. (In a striking parallel, the American Robert Aaron Long—who at 21 had already been treated for sex addiction—is accused of opening fire on a string of massage parlors around Atlanta, killing eight, in an attempt, as he told law enforcement officers later, to eliminate the source of his “temptation.”)

Fear of women and hatred of minorities, animosity toward authority, patterns of absent or dysfunctional fathers, histories of being bullied, romance with symbols of power, conflicts of identity and sexuality—we can catalog at length the similarities among these young misfits. They are, in the main, scared and narcissistic boys, and like many boys teetering on the cusp of manhood, they are tormented by paradoxes: insecure but drenched in self-regard, fearful yet brave, full of self-doubt yet fascinated by heroism. For most males, this is a transitory part of adolescence. For the Lost Boys, it is a permanent condition, a deadly combination of stubborn immaturity and towering narcissism.

Knowing about the common characteristics of these killers and terrorists does not shed much light on what to do to thwart them. Stricter gun laws, a good idea in general, will not stop the mass murderers already among us who live in a society saturated with easily obtained weapons. Law enforcement can infiltrate and destroy violent militias, terror cells, and other threats, but that will not prevent unstable young men from searching for causes to justify their massacres—if they even bother with such ideas.

Likewise, arguments about “toxic masculinity,” as tempting as they are in these cases, miss the mark. The problem of toxic masculinity is real, but the swaggering jerks and violent abusers who sometimes become a threat to their partners (and themselves) are distinct from the insecure man-boys who decide to prove their worth—or just to prove that they exist—by committing extraordinary acts of mass murder. And, in general, toxic men are easy to spot. The Lost Boys are, by their nature, usually invisible until they strike.

Performative mass killings and large-scale terrorism are mostly post-1970s phenomena, and we can likely trace at least some of the Lost Boy problem to the rapid emergence in the past 40 years or so of a hypersexualized and yet lonelier, more atomized society. Likewise, the social institutions that once shaped and restrained the worst impulses of young men—religion, the military, schools, and even marriage itself—have gone through drastic and irrevocable changes in the same period.

We can lament some of those changes—I certainly do, particularly the collapse of a kind of mature sense of stoicism and self-control among men. But we cannot reverse them, not least because that would, in effect, require turning back time and unraveling years of social progress. The advances of women’s rights are especially terrifying to a certain cohort of the Lost Boys, but such progress was necessary and irrevocable, and society cannot be held hostage to the insecurities of a small group of males in arrested adolescence, no matter how dangerous they may be.

Western societies have now produced multiple generations of these young men, so we cannot hope to solve the problem by just waiting out the generational demography. (There are exceptions in the form of “lost old men,” but the two recent cases of older mass shooters in California—as well as the 64-year-old Las Vegas killer in 2017—are extremely rare outliers.) Perhaps more alarming, at least some of these young males seem to be aging into dangerous, frustrated middle-aged men, the gun-toting cosplayers who now have the time and money to pursue their angry fantasies. (Think of this as the Lost Boys becoming Proud Boys.)

What we can do, however, is start talking more about the specific problem of dangerous male immaturity without falling into endless loops about gun control, public health, or “toxic masculinity.” We can, in schools and colleges, pay closer attention to the boys and young men who seem to be sliding toward darkness, perhaps with more attempts to pull them toward a community or into mentorship with older men. At the least, we should be able to find a way to engage in gentle interventions early rather than face more drastic consequences later. As Enzensberger presciently warned nearly two decades ago: “It is difficult to talk about the loser, and it is stupid not to.”

The immensity of the challenge, as I learned at that meeting in Washington years ago, is overwhelming. But we can start by redefining the basic problem and recognizing Lost Boys as a distinct phenomenon. We are not likely to stop the next mass attacker, school shooter, or terrorist, whether tomorrow or next year. If we recognize, however, that our current arguments are dead ends, we can start anew, and become more creative about finding solutions before we produce yet another generation of silent time bombs.

Tom Nichols is a staff writer at The Atlantic and the author of the Atlantic Daily newsletter.

 

The skin at the tip of my thumb is dry, cracked and painful. What can I do to heal this?

It depends on what's causing your dry skin. For example, if you wash dishes frequently in hot water, wear gloves. Or if you often wash your hands with harsh, drying soaps, switch to a milder soap if possible and rinse well.

Begin healing your thumb tips by sealing the cracks with a liquid bandage and moisturizing your hands several times a day, especially while they are still damp from handwashing. Use a thick moisturizer, such as CeraVe, Eucerin or Cetaphil.

It may also help to treat the affected skin with a heavier, oil-based cream or petroleum jelly (Vaseline, Aquaphor Healing Ointment, others) while you're sleeping. As part of your bedtime routine, apply the moisturizer to the dry, cracked skin on your thumb tips and cover them with cotton gloves or gauze secured with tape.

 

nothing more embarrassing

 “There's nothing more embarrassing than to have earned the disfavor of a perceptive animal.”
Michael Chabon, Wonder Boys

Jane Spoke

“Drunk, Jane spoke as though she were Nancy Drew. I was a fool for a girl with a dainty lexicon.”
Michael Chabon, The Mysteries of Pittsburgh

young men under pressure

“In the immemorial style of young men under pressure, they decided to lie down for a while and waste time.”
Michael Chabon, The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay

Vanish

 “The true magic of this broken world lay in the ability of the things it contained to vanish, to become so thoroughly lost, that they might never have existed in the first place.”
Michael Chabon, The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay

Forget about what you are escaping from.

“Forget about what you are escaping from. Reserve your anxiety for what you are escaping to.”
Michael Chabon, The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay 

you just have to hope and trust

“You need three things to become a successful novelist: talent, luck and discipline. Discipline is the one element of those three things that you can control, and so that is the one that you have to focus on controlling, and you just have to hope and trust in the other two.”

Michael Chabon

if you had a story to write, what would you write about?

That my mother's PPD lasted for over 55 years and no Grimms tale equals her desire to destroy me. It's beyond taboo to discuss the parent's desire to kill off her children. Go for the taboo.

What you are basically, deep, deep down, far, far in, is simply the fabric and structure of existence itself. Alan Watts

 Alan Watt’s main message was about the importance of understanding the interconnectedness of all things.

He believed each of us IS the universe and that the ego (the self) is basically an illusion. He also stressed the importance of embracing the present and ignoring societal expectations to live a more fulfilling life.

Overall, his message was about trusting life, existence, the universe, the “now”, you, and letting go of the past and future, since they are illusions.

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What you are basically, deep, deep down, far, far in, is simply the fabric and structure of existence itself. Alan Watts

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Alan Watts on Happiness

Nirvana is where you are, provided you don’t object to it. Alan Watts

All that you see out in front of you is how you feel inside your head. Alan Watts

Stop measuring days by degree of productivity and start experiencing them by degree of presence. Alan Watts

Human beings appear to be happy just so long as they have a future to which they can look forward. Alan Watts

The undivided mind is free from this tension of trying always to stand outside oneself and to be elsewhere than here and now. Each moment is lived completely, and there is thus a sense of fulfillment and completeness. Alan Watts

We confuse happiness with status. Alan Watts

Don’t hurry anything. Don’t worry about the future. Don’t worry about what progress you’re making. Just be entirely content to be aware of what is. Alan Watts

Peace can be made only by those who are peaceful, and love can be shown only by those who love. Alan Watts

Waking up to who you are requires letting go of who you imagine yourself to be. Alan Watts

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Watts on on Anxiety, Suffering, Unhappiness

Man suffers only because he takes seriously what the gods made for fun. Alan Watts

Human desire tends to be insatiable. Alan Watts

The frustration of the desire to possess is the immediate cause of suffering. Alan Watts

Running away from fear is fear, fighting pain is pain, trying to be brave is being scared. Alan Watts

To remain stable is to refrain from trying to separate yourself from a pain because you know that you cannot. Alan Watts

You will never, never be able to sit back with full contentment and say, “Now, I’ve arrived!”. Your entire education has deprived you of this capacity because it was preparing you for the future, instead of showing you how to be alive now. Alan Watts

To have faith is to trust yourself to the water. When you swim you don’t grab hold of the water, because if you do you will sink and drown. Instead you relax, and float. Alan Watts

There is a contradiction in wanting to be perfectly secure in a universe whose very nature is momentariness and fluidity. Alan Watts

To go out of your mind at least once a day is tremendously important. By going out of your mind, you come to your senses. Alan Watts

The only way to make sense out of change is to plunge into it, move with it, and join the dance. Alan Watts

The difficulty of describing things for Western ears is that people in a hurry cannot feel. Alan Watts

The principal thing is to understand that there is no safety or security. Alan Watts

Hurrying and delaying are alike ways of trying to resist the present. Alan Watts

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Watts on Spirituality

Real religion is the transformation of anxiety into laughter. Alan Watts

Understanding comes through awareness. Alan Watts

Meditation is the discovery that the point of life is always arrived at in the immediate moment. Alan Watts

Bring me a wave separate from the ocean and I will show you a person separate from the universe. Alan Watts

Spirituality needs a beer and a loud burp. Sensuality needs a rough blanket and a hard bed and a cold night with the stars. Alan Watts

We are sick with fascination for the useful tools of names and numbers, of symbols, signs, conceptions and ideas. Meditation is therefore the art of suspending verbal and symbolic thinking for a time, somewhat as a courteous audience will stop talking when a concert is about to begin. Alan Watts

Man seems to be unable to live without myth, without the belief that the routine and drudgery, the pain and fear of this life have some meaning and goal in the future. Alan Watts

Detachment means to have neither regrets for the past nor fears for the future; to let life take its course without attempting to interfere. Alan Watts

The truth is revealed by removing things that stand in its light, an art not unlike sculpture, in which the artist creates, not by building, but by hacking away. Alan Watts

No valid plans for the future can be made by those who have no capacity for living now. Alan Watts

By holding his breath, he loses it. By letting it go he finds it. Alan Watts

The only way to get the truth is to not believe anything. Alan Watts

The real you is not a puppet which life pushes around; the real, deep down you is the whole universe. Alan Watts

What you are basically, deep, deep down, far, far in, is simply the fabric and structure of existence itself. Alan Watts 

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Zen Watts

 It has been said that the highest wisdom lies in detachment. Alan Watts

If a man seeks the Buddha, that man loses the Buddha. Alan Watts

Zen has no goal; it is a traveling without point, with nowhere to go. To travel is to be alive, but to get somewhere is to be dead. Alan Watts

Zen is a liberation from time. For if we open our eyes and see clearly, it becomes obvious that there is no other time than this instant, and that the past and the future are abstractions without any concrete reality. Alan Watts

A certain amount of “sitting just to sit” might well be the best thing in the world for the jittery minds and agitated bodies. Alan Watts

Zen is a way of liberation, concerned not with discovering what is good or bad or advantageous, but what is. Alan Watts

A scholar tries to learn something everyday; a student of Buddhism tries to unlearn something daily. Alan Watts

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Genius Watts

You are under no obligation to be the same person you were five minutes ago. Alan Watts

Trying to define yourself is like trying to bite your own teeth. Alan Watts

The relationship of self to other is the complete realization that loving yourself is impossible without loving everything defined as other than yourself. Alan Watts

When a man no longer confuses himself with the definition of himself that others have given him, he is at once universal and unique. Alan Watts

It is obvious that the only interesting people are interested people, and to be completely interested is to have forgotten about ‘I’. Alan Watts

Lacking self-acceptance, we are always at odds with our point of departure, always doubting the ground on which we stand, always so divided against ourselves that we cannot act with sincerity. Alan Watts

Just as true humor is laughter at oneself, true humanity is knowledge of oneself. Alan Watts

Become what you are. Alan Watts

 

Watts at 3:30AM

You can’t live at all unless you can live fully now. Alan Watts

A person who thinks all the time has nothing to think about except thoughts. So he loses touch with reality and lives in a world of illusion. Alan Watts

Those who sit quietly and do nothing are making one of the best possible contributions to a world in turmoil. Alan Watts

Unless one is able to live fully in the present, the future is a hoax. There is no point whatever in making plans for a future which you will never be able to enjoy. Alan Watts

It is only when there is no goal and no rush that the human senses are fully open to receive the world. Alan Watts

This present moment never comes to be and it never ceases to be, it is simply our minds that construct the continuity of thoughts we call time. In the present moment is nirvana. Alan Watts

We need more light. Light, here, means awareness – to be aware of life, of experience as it is at this moment, without any judgments or ideas about it. Alan Watts

So long as the mind believes in the possibility of escape from what it is at this moment, there can be no freedom. Alan Watts

There is no method to arrive at the place where you are. Alan Watts

The only point of dancing is to dance. Alan Watts

 

Watts at 3:AM

We need, above all things, to slow down and get ourselves to amble through life instead of to rush through it. Alan Watts

Wherever the past is dropped away and safety abandoned, life is renewed. Alan Watts

We get such a kick out of looking forward to pleasures and rushing ahead to meet them that we can’t slow down enough to enjoy them when they come. Alan Watts

As soon as we free ourselves from the mirage of hurrying time, we are alive again, as in childhood, to the ecstasies of ordinary life. Alan Watts

We keep counting time. We have the sensation time is running out, and we bug ourselves with this. Time is nothing but an abstract measure of motion. We are living in an eternal Now. Alan Watts

I have realized that the past and future are real illusions, that they exist in the present, which is what there is and all there is. Alan Watts

The miracles of technology cause us to live in a hectic, clockwork world that does violence to human biology. Alan Watts

The more a thing tends to be permanent, the more it tends to be lifeless. Alan Watts

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More Watts

If we are unduly absorbed in improving our lives we may forget altogether to live them. Alan Watts

You are free to abandon yourself to actual life. Alan Watts

A man does not really begin to be alive until he has lost himself. Until he has released the anxious grasp which he normally holds upon his life, his property, his reputation and position. Alan Watts

The most important thing in human life for one’s sanity is to be able to be playful or to be able to do things which are sublimely useless. Alan Watts

We thought of life by analogy with a journey, with a pilgrimage, which had a serious purpose at the end, and the thing was to get to that end. […] But we missed the point the whole way along. It was a musical thing, and you were supposed to sing, or to dance, while the music was being played. Alan Watts

Poor humans, skillful beyond all other animals by being able to think in time. In knowing the future, they die before they’re dead, they shriek from the shark’s teeth before it has bitten, they dread the alien germ long long before its banquet begins. Alan Watts

If you happen to be sitting, just sit. If you are smoking a pipe, just smoke it. If you are thinking out a problem, just think. But don’t think and reflect unnecessarily, compulsively, from sheer force of nervous habit. In Zen, they call this having a leaky mind. Alan Watts

We must grab what we can while we can, and drown out the realization that the whole thing is futile and meaningless. Alan Watts

The mystery of life is not a problem to be solved, but a reality to be experienced. Alan Watts

Much of the secret of life consists in knowing how to laugh, and also how to breathe. Alan Watts

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Alan Watts quotes

Muddy water is best cleared by leaving it alone.

You are that vast thing that you see far, far off with great telescopes.

No amount of anxiety makes any difference to anything that is going to happen.

The meaning of life is just to be alive. It is so plain and so obvious and so simple. And yet, everybody rushes around in a great panic as if it were necessary to achieve something beyond themselves.

this is the real secret of life: to be completely engaged with what you’re doing in the here and now, and instead of calling it work, realize that this is play.

Don’t be afraid. You’re going to make it, but it’s always going to feel as if you’re not. That’s the fun, you see!

Hurry, and all that it involves, is fatal.

One is a great deal less anxious if one feels perfectly free to be anxious, and the same may be said of guilt.

There is no hurry, and in a way there is no future. It is all here — so take it easy, take your time, and get acquainted with it.

If you make where you are going more important than where you are, there may be no point in going.

Stay in the center, and you will be ready to move in any direction.

Faith is, above all, openness; an act of trust in the unknown.

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Monday, January 30, 2023

urge to communicate

I think that I have some basic urge to communicate levels of feeling – things from the nervous system, and from memory, to other people. It’s a basic urge, it seems to have always been there – that somebody wishes to record or set down feelings or things of what they were like on a given day. In the same way as when people went hunting many thousands of years ago, someone stayed behind to paint the hunters on the walls of the cave. It’s a mysterious thing because it really has no material value.

COLM TÓIBÍN

This Morning

This morning when I crossed the street with ROMEO I spotted an orange thing in my bushes. I went back and found that it was lozenge tin. I opened it and it was full of credit cards, drivers license, veterans affairs card and more. So I went inside and I packaged it up in a padded envelope and taped it shut and dropped it off for Captain Picard at headquarters.

When I got to Hazel street I saw two baby carriers with blankets dumped next to the dumpster. Reminded me of "For sale: baby shoes, never worn."by Ernest Hemingway. One of the blankets had a pattern of elephants.  I love elephants.There was a polka dotted stuffed toy with a red heart button. I love polka dots. So I took that too and washed them for ROMEO.

11 Affirmations

1. I am me.
It’s time to stop giving a crap what other people think of you. It’s wasted energy. Your self-worth can
not be dependent others’ opinions. Be authentically you and the hell with what anyone thinks.
2.
I am worthy.
You deserve good things. Keep telling yourself you are deserving of abundance until you finally believe
it!
3.
I will find joy.
Regardless of how you feel or what you’re going through, it can be worse. Commit to finding joy, little
or big, in every single day.
4.
I am grateful.
Find things to be grateful for and pause to count your blessings. Believe that gratitude leads to more
blessings. It can’t hurt to think this way and it can hurt not to. Practice writing down what you are grateful for at the end of every day.
5.
I am powerful.
You have the power to create success, prosperity, opportunities and happiness. It doesn’t matter your
age, situation or talents – you have the power to make things happen.
6.
I choose happy.
A tough one, but you don’t necessarily have to feel happy when you repeat this. Believe that what you
say becomes what you think which becomes what you are.
7.
I choose my age.
Your age really is just a number. Choose to think you can’t do something and you can’t! Choose to
think you can and it’s a start! Midlife is a time to mentally decide how young you want to live the rest of your life. Then make good choices to support that (we all know what they are!).
8.
I am not alone.
No matter if it’s the happiest or saddest day of your life, you are not alone. Whatever you are going
through today, many others are going through it or have gone through it before you. Take comfort in knowing this or reach out to others. Resources for communication & support are limitless.
9.
I am enough.
Goals are great but we all have days when they seem unreachable. Stop and realize that today – you
are enough. It’s ok that some days are for pushing and overcoming and some days are for accepting what is. Let’s give ourselves a freaking break!
10. This too shall pass.

Whether you are in the most awful sh*tstorm of your life or the most joyful day of your life – it will pass.
Enjoy the hell out of the good moments and remember the worst moments pass too.
11. I will not give up.

Life comes with more challenges and changes than we imagined. Turns out it’s not the time to “slow
down” that you thought it was going to be. Nope. You may find yourself coping with work, raising teens, college kids, empty nests, aging parents and your partner’s (or your own) midlife crisis. Whatever your dreams, goals, aspirations or desires are – no matter the challenges - this is the time to relentlessly and unapologetically GO FOR IT! Never give up. It’s time to kick some butt my friends!

 

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Hummus with Fresh Cilantro & Pita recipe

So funny but I just made hummus --after seeing a recipe with cilantro added. I was too lazy to climb 3 flights of stairs to get the recipe out of the library book I borrowed yesterday, so today I improvised with just adding all of the fresh cilantro to the Cuisinart and the fresh chick peas (and some of the cooking water), fresh garlic, 1-2 cups of tahini + freshly squeezed lemon juice from 3 lemons and red chili flakes, ground cumin, and kosher salt. It's so good. Kosher salt, (oil as in tahini) garlic, & lemon, make a fabulous quartet and you know when you strike the perfect balance! Sometimes refrigeration is necessary before you know for sure. When you master this you can make all salad dressings. Same principal. Pita bread is so fun because it puffs and makes the pocket!!

Much like nature, life is very often working in our favor, even when it seems like we are only being faced with adversity, discomfort, and change. Brianna Wiest, The Mountain is You

The first part of sidestepping power struggles in your relationships is to understand and accept that we can not change the other person. Who they are and how desperately they will fight for power.

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I started to understand the precarious and vulnerable position of the world.

Issue #220 / January 2023

When did you become a Hallmark card hippie? Joy, love, peace. Puke! Where’s the rage, anger, hatred? Reading these lately is like listening to an old preacher drone on and on at Sunday mass.

ERMINE, GRAND MARAIS, USA

 

Dear Ermine,

Things changed after my first son died. I changed. For better or for worse, the rage you speak of lost its allure and, yes, perhaps I became a Hallmark card hippie. Hatred stopped being interesting. Those feelings were like old dead skins that I shed. They were their own kind of puke. Sitting around in my own mess, pissed off at the world, disdainful of the people in it, and thinking my contempt for things somehow amounted to something, had some kind of nobility, hating this thing here, and that thing there, and that other thing over there, and making sure that everybody around me knew it, not just knew, but felt it too, contemptuous of beauty, contemptuous of joy, contemptuous of happiness in others, well, this whole attitude just felt, I don’t know, in the end, sort of dumb.

When my son died, I was faced with an actual devastation, and with no real effort of my own that posture of disgust toward the world began to wobble and collapse underneath me. I started to understand the precarious and vulnerable position of the world. I started to fret for it. Worry about it. I felt a sudden, urgent need to, at the very least, extend a hand in some way to assist it – this terrible, beautiful world – instead of merely vilifying it, and sitting in judgement of it.

Perhaps, Ermine, you are right, and I did, for good or ill, turn from a living shit-post into a walking Hallmark card. But, well, here we are, you and me, sending smoke signals to each other across a yawning ideological divide. Hello Ermine, I drone, hello.

Love, Nick

 

SALMON PIE: The Russians call it kulebyaka, but in Alaska it is pirok, perok or peroche — all amendments of pirog, the more general Russian word for pie.

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 Russian Salmon Pie
Karsten Moran for The New York Times
Time
1 hour 20 minutes

The Russians call it kulebyaka, but in Alaska it is pirok, perok or peroche — all amendments of pirog, the more general Russian word for pie. Inside the flaky crust, wild salmon from Alaskan waters is layered with rice and cabbage, crops introduced to the 18th-century natives of Kodiak Island by fur traders from across the strait. Long after the Russians gave up the hunt for sea otter pelts and sold their claim to the territory to the United States, the frontier fish-camp dish remained a staple of the Alaskan table.

Kirsten Dixon, the chef and an owner of Winterlake Lodge, along the Iditarod Trail, and Tutka Bay Lodge, near Homer, likes to make salmon pie at Thanksgiving, when the Alaskan back country is already muffled in snow and guests arrive by ski plane, landing on a frozen lake. —Ligaya Mishan

Featured in: The United States of Thanksgiving

 Ingredients
Yield: 8 servings
  • 3tablespoons unsalted butter
  • 1red onion, diced
  • ½pound mushrooms, cleaned and sliced
  • ½head green cabbage, cored and shredded
  • 1tablespoon red wine vinegar
  • Salt and black pepper, to taste
  • 1tablespoon extra-virgin olive oil
  • 11-pound skinless salmon fillet (preferably Alaskan)
  • 2sheets homemade or store-bought puff pastry
  • 2cups cooked short grain brown rice
  • 2eggs, one hard-boiled, the other beaten
  • ½cup shredded sharp Cheddar
  • ½cup fine bread crumbs
  • 2tablespoons minced fresh parsley
  • ¼cup heavy cream

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Preparation

  1. Step 1

    Heat oven to 375 degrees. Melt butter in a large nonstick skillet over medium-low heat. Add onion and cook, stirring occasionally, until tender, about 7 minutes. Stir in mushrooms, cabbage and vinegar; increase heat to medium. Cover pan and cook 4 minutes; uncover, toss and cook 2 more minutes. Remove vegetables from pan, season with salt and pepper to taste, and set aside.

  2. Step 2

    Wipe out skillet, add olive oil and set over medium-high heat. Add salmon and season lightly with salt and pepper. Cook salmon 5 minutes per side; remove to a plate and let cool. Flake salmon into large chunks and set aside.

  3. Step 3

    Set a sheet of puff pastry on a lightly floured surface. Gently roll out until it is large enough to fit a 9-inch deep-dish pie plate. Transfer pastry to pie plate, allowing extra dough to drape over edge.

  4. Step 4

    Spread brown rice over bottom of pastry. Peel and chop the hard-boiled egg, then add to pie, followed by flaked salmon. Sprinkle with cheese, then bread crumbs. Mound vegetable mixture on top. Sprinkle with parsley and drizzle cream over top.

  5. Step 5

    Roll out remaining sheet of puff pastry on a lightly floured surface until it is large enough to cover pie. Brush rim of bottom pastry with water and place second sheet of pastry directly on top. Using kitchen scissors or a paring knife, trim off excess dough. Use a fork to crimp the edges of the pie together and help the sheets of pastry adhere.

  6. Step 6

    Cut a few small slits in the top of the pie to allow steam to escape. Brush top of pie with beaten egg. Bake until pastry is puffed and golden brown, 35 to 40 minutes.

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