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THOSE AMAZING WATER BEARS AND THE KIDNEY
THOSE AMAZING WATER BEARS AND THE KIDNEY
It has been a while since I first ran across a reference to water bears (Tardigrades). They are the most bizarre creatures I have ever seen. When I saw them I immediately knew a story would follow. That story is now in progress.
The reason for this post is an interesting relationship I reasoned between water bears and the kidney.
Water bears are virtually indestructible. They have survived a trip into space. So what you may say, so have many other organisms. The reason their survival was so unique was that they were on the OUTSIDE of the spacecraft. They are thought to possibly be a good model to study cancer. The reason being that to increase in size they increase their cell size as opposed to cell division, a process leading to some forms of cancer.
Here is where the tie to kidneys comes in.
I began my career in research at Albert Einstein College of Medicine and the first project I was involved in was the study of kidney hypertrophy. When you remove the kidney of an animal, including us, the remaining kidney grows in size. The increase is not due to cell division but due to an increase in cell size. This work began in 1974. It appears that some progress has been made in understanding the mechanism and is far more complicated than our approach was in 1974. We weren’t even close. To give you an idea of what our knowledge of cell function was around the time I was in graduate school, and a new structure had been identified on the surface of cells. They were calling it a ‘receptor’. I was to begin my research career about four years later.
I thought the growth of water bears and kidney hypertrophy are an interesting duplication in cell biology.
For those curious about this most unusual creature, the water bear, I have included a link to a documentary about them.
WHO IS BEHIND THE MASK?
WHO IS BEHIND THE MASK?
I’m sure most of you have heard about individuals impersonating police officers. I have never heard of someone trying to impersonate an ICE agent. Not yet.
How many of us would have a clue as to how exactly an ICE agent should look unless we are unfortunate enough to live in a city where they have set up shop.
I know that they dress in camouflage looking like they are ready for combat with some writing on their back. I don’t know of any other way to identify an ICE agent but I’m sure there must be some. At least I hope so. But I feel all aspects of their outfits would not be difficult to reproduce. Plus, if you had never seen an ICE agent up close how could you tell the genuine from the fake?
Then there are the masks. Their masks hide their true identities.
Our president says that the areas where the agents are dispatched are full of rapists and dangerous criminals.
Let me paint a scenario for you.
You see a small group of men, masked, who appear to you to be ICE agents. They are leading a resisting, attractive, young Hispanic woman to an unmarked van. Would you take any action? People have been shot and killed for taking action when masked men, acting in ways not usually seen on their streets. The question is who is behind those masks?
As then van drives away you will never know.
ICE AND DEATH THREATS
ICE AND DEATH THREATS
Originally this post was going to concern ICE agents and masks but a recent piece on the news generated thoughts I needed to share. My next post will consider ICE agents and the use of masks.
The news I heard concerned the increase of death threats against ICE agents. I think making death threats under any circumstances is wrong. But I want to take a look at what situations are generating enough anger to spawn death threats.
Under the current use of ICE people, for the most part, feel helpless in bringing about change. Protests are having some effect, but the attitude of the administration and the agents is manufacturing enough anger to result in death threats.
ICE agents have killed two people. Both were non-Hispanic and citizens. The administration, beginning with the president and on down, have lied about the circumstances involved in the shootings. Kristi Noem, head of Homeland Security, lied about the incidents. Stephen Miller aggressively lied about the incidents.
ICE agents have been told that they have full immunity in everything they do. Agents have broken car windows and kicked down doors in pursuit of illegal immigrants when there were no criminals present. Children have been detained along with their non-criminal parents. People attending hearings with the hope of obtaining legal status have been arrested. The action of ICE agents stirring up anger goes on and on.
The mission of ICE agents was to eliminate criminal illegal immigrants from society. No city has a problem with this mission. But the mission has become warped going down paths of unneeded violence against innocent people. This is the cause of the increase of death threats. If ICE agents began acting like agents of the law instead of thugs I think the volume of death threats would greatly diminish.
THE OLYMPICS AND AI
THE OLYMPICS AND AI
What is the definition of a sport?
I once had a friend who said for an event to be considered a sport there had to be either a score or time involved. I will include two more criteria, distance and accuracy. For distance consider the shotput or similar events. For accuracy consider archery and again similar events.
If only events which involved the above four criteria many Olympic events in both the summer and winter Olympics, true crowd pleasers, would have to be eliminated. Summer Olympics would not see any gymnastics. Winter Olympics would lack figure skating. In such events as these the winners are determined by opinion. But in those events where winners are determined by opinion AI could provide a remedy to make judging more valid.
To determine the merits of judging in the above events opinion could be replaced by concrete criteria if AI is involved. Here is my thinking.
To determine the winners of opinion-oriented events a committee of representatives from prominent countries which are usually present in the competition along with past winners of that competition. In this way there would be no politics involved, which has been a problem in the past.
A method could be developed where each member of the group can produce what they consider to be, in their mind, the perfect performance. All those results could then be fed into a computer to determine the ultimate performance for the event. When the event was to take place a series of cameras could be set up to record the athlete’s performance from various angles and this could be matched up to the ultimate performance determined by the panel.
It seems to me that this would eliminate any prejudice or inexperience of a judge and determine a winner beyond any shadow of a doubt.
What do you think?
This is my speculation on how AI could be used as a method of judging some Olympic events. I am sure a vast improvement can be made on the subject. This is merely an attempt to start the thought process going.
TRUMP’S TRUTH SOCIAL ACCOUNT: WHO CAN POST?
TRUMP’S TRUTH SOCIAL ACCOUNT: WHO CAN POST?
This post is appearing sooner than my next post usually would. I felt it was necessary to make it after what was reported recently concerning the disgusting post made on Truth Social about the Obamas.
Trump says he had nothing to do with the post. That someone working for him made the post without his knowledge.
Whenever there is a post on Truth Social and released as news I always assumed it was made by Trump. Now we are told that there are others with the ability to make posts which can be considered news. Posts where what is said could be considered opinions and action of the president.
To me this gives the ability for some unknown individual to create posts without the president’s knowledge. Posts which could have critical results. Post expressing thoughts on the economy, discussing international concerns and even start a war.
From now on it will be impossible to know for sure that each post on Truth Social, where posts are assumed to be made by Trump, are indeed made by him. From now on these posts deemed to be newsworthy should include the name of the author.
ICE MASKS: WHY DO THEY NEED THEM?
ICE MASKS: WHY DO THEY NEED THEM?
ICE agents protest against the call to remove their masks. They say they need them for their safety. But why do they feel that they are in danger? I think the circumstances are of their own making.
If they weren’t so abusive against American citizens. If they think that they can kick down doors without a warrant and no one would mind. If they weren’t guilty of having no respect for the law and not exhibiting any respect for their fellow Americans. The result of all that they lack in the actions they exhibit is why they need masks.
If they acted as they should while carrying out their mission there would be no need to fear for their safety. I can’t recall ever seeing anyone committed to enforcing the law wear a mask. Maybe if ICE agents began respecting their fellow citizens and the laws of the land they wouldn’t need those masks.
What do you think?
SEASIDE HEIGHTS: MEMORIES WERE NOT RELIVED
I have a habit I have developed over the years when I form a great memory at a location as the years pass I don’t return. For I don’t want my memories dashed if things have changed for the worse. The following is a story that reinforces that habit of mine.
SEASIDE HEIGHTS: MEMORIES WERE NOT RELIVED
In my youth growing up in Newark, New Jersey, a week’s vacation at the shore was rare for our cash-strapped family, but they did occur. When they did take place, it was always at Seaside Heights, located on the New Jersey shore, and always the same bungalow on Sumner Avenue. The event was an extended family affair with my mother’s siblings and always with her oldest sibling, unmarried Auntie Zosia (Polish for Sophie). I have a feeling she contributed a great deal of my family’s share of the cost, she was always helping us out. Perhaps, a future post will be dedicated to Auntie Zosia. She deserves to be remembered.
Another unusual characteristic of our shore vacation was that every night my dad would be handing out cash to us kids to spend while walking the boardwalk while normally little money was available. I think this was Auntie Zosia in action again behind the scenes. Nothing was ever said about the source of this new-found wealth, but that was the way she usually worked.
The bungalow on Sumner Avenue was only half a block from the boardwalk, and because of its close proximity to the ocean, the house was permeated with constant salt-tinged moisture, not an unpleasant benefit of a life near the ocean.
The week was filled with family bonding and boardwalk adventures. An early morning visit to the beach to claim our piece of sand with an army blanket, in those days everyone had an army blanket, then a patrol exploring the area of the boardwalk under the shooting gallery to harvest the small copper shell casings that would fall through the boards. Why, because we were kids.
The days were spent on the crowded beach with the occasional dip into the frigid ocean jumping the waves. Nights were spent on the boardwalk playing miniature golf and going on the amusement rides. The adults would congregate around the spinning wheels of chance hoping to win towels, candy and yes – cigarettes.
Those were also the days of the penny arcade when a pocket full of pennies could entertain you for hours. Investing pennies in claw machines harvesting tiny sets of plastic false teeth along with other plastic junk you kept forever or until your mother cleaned. One of my favorite ways to spend my pennies was at the card machines. For two cents inserted, out would pop a post-card sized picture of a baseball player or airplane.
Rainy days were not a washout at the shore thanks to the penny arcade. If you wanted to make a slightly larger investment of a nickel, you could play the baseball pinball machine. A steel ball was pitched and the lever you worked was your bat. Depending on your skill, and of course luck, you scored runs. The best part was, as the runs added up, you were rewarded with free games. A nickel sometimes brought you an hour’s worth of entertainment if you were ‘hot’ that day.
You can tell my memories of summers spent on Sumner Avenue in Seaside Heights are fond and cherished. I tried to pass some of that fondness on to my kids – didn’t work.
It was shortly before Easter when I drove my wife and two daughters through the pine barrens of New Jersey to visit Seaside Heights for a weekend to renew my love and establish their love for this beach town. It had been more than twenty years since I last visited the resort. I expected some change, or course, but was not prepared for the amount of change I discovered. I guess Thomas Wolfe was right. Driving down Sumner Avenue I was stunned. Where were all the bungalows, the saltwater toffee store selling that traditional costal confection, the bakery where daily we purchased rolls for lunch – all gone? The eccentric guy who lived on the corner of Sumner Avenue across the street from the boardwalk whose overgrown yard was the source of fantastic stories – gone. All replace by an endless parking lot surrounded by loud bars. My mind’s eye could see what was once there, but nothing could be shared with my family other than what it was now.
But there was still the boardwalk.
Surprisingly, the boardwalk was more or less as I remembered. It was off-season so the only ride open was the indoor merry-go-round. Of course, the penny arcade – gone, replace by mindless video games, no chance to claw-up those precious little false teeth. At least my girls got to play Skee ball and watch their prize tickets accumulate to be redeemed for useless junk precious to me.
Driving home, I know my family wondered what the big deal was, while I sought to regain the memories dashed by our pilgrimage, trying to erase the reality of our visit. Now, only the boardwalk anchored my memories of what it used to be, and that young boy with his pennies and his dreams of the rewards they would win.
Then Sandy came for a visit and the roller-coaster was ocean-bound and the wheel-of-chance booths blown asunder. Some rebuilding slowly accomplished only to be erased by fire.
First, all my memories finding no renewal other than that beloved boardwalk, and then the double dose of destruction visited upon the memorial of my youth. I cannot revisit Seaside Heights. That little boy haunting the boards did not survive fire and flood
THE UKRANIAN COLD IS HERE
THE UKRANIAN COLD IS HERE
The massive storm has come and gone leaving its mark on many of our lives as a vast number of us huddle in the cold waiting for the restoration of power. Some will have no refuge from the cold isolated by snow and ice in their homes. This may sound cruel, but I hope many of our elected officials, those who have the ability to help Ukraine and are determined not to, are suffering some from this lack of power and the bitter cold. The members of congress who deny Ukraine, a nation fighting for their freedom and for democracy the assistance they need.
We all had notice in advance for days of this advancing storm. Days to prepare. While in Ukraine it isn’t a storm which brings the cold, but the Russians. There is no warning, no time to prepare. The cold comes without warning.
Our government is reluctant to aid Ukraine in their quest in maintaining their freedom. Our president has done what Putin desires in this war and is reluctant to take a firm stand for the people of Ukraine.
It is time for our government to come out of its moral cold and consider what must be done.
THE SHAPE OF MOVIE ALIENS REVEALED
THE SHAPE OF MOVIE ALIENS REVEALED
In a post on January 12, I dealt with the shape of aliens and how I have heard complaints that they usually, in some way, resemble us. The Blob, Nope and Solaris were movies where the aliens definitely did not look like us.
SPOILER ALERT. If you have not seen these movies and want to save the identity of aliens until after you see the movies. STOP READING NOW.
In The Blob it is hard for me to believe that it is an intelligent life form capable of supporting a society. I think of the blob as a being which an advanced society sent to see what is ‘out there’ and has some means of reporting back. Really, it is nothing more than an eating machine. I also, in past posts, mention that I wrote a novella, Elmo’s Sojourn, where a retired scientist transported an alien species through wormholes into his cellar and decides to return to its home planet only to discover that it is actually someone’s pet. I get the same sort of distraction with The Blob.
Now to Nope and Solaris which, I feel, demonstrates fantastic departure from the usual alien shape
In Nope an alien ship hovers in Earth’s skies. There is one point in the movie when there is a rapid extension from the craft in the sky. I thought that this was the alien showing itself.
However, the alien is, in fact, the entire spacecraft. I think this is a fantastic piece of science fiction imagination. This started me trying to picture its society and how it multiplies. Probably as an ameba does. It reaches a point where it splits.
Years ago, I belonged to a very small science fiction writers’ group. In the group was a woman who wrote a story which had an interesting twist. She had a spacecraft which could transport passengers and the entire spacecraft was an alien. Her imagination was ahead of its time.
Now to Solaris where the alien is the ocean covering the planet. The ocean can produce solid objects. It also controls the thought of the human inhabitants in the spacecraft orbiting the planet. To show the extent of the mind control the ocean has over humans, one of them is visited by his wife who has been dead for ten years.
At the end of the movie the man visited by his dead wife returns to Earth or thinks he has returned to Earth. The movie shows he is in the same setting where he was before he left. The scene pulls back and you see an island in the ocean. That is where he actually is. One thing you notice when he is back on ‘Earth’ is that the ocean made a mistake. It is raining inside of the house.
So much for aliens who usually resemble us.
IDS AND ICE AGENTS
IDS AND ICE AGENTS
I’m going to postpone my planned post for something I just saw on the news which upset me, and if you saw it, I hope upsets you too.
And ICE AGENT was shown repeatedly asking a woman to show him her ID. I find this unusual in this country. This reminds me of scenes in movies in communist or fascist countries where people are constantly required to show their papers. But considering the current state of things, the comparison is frightening.
I’ve got a question, Shouldn’t ICE Agents, usually masked, be required to show their IDs when confronting a person. Our president recently posted that that area is full of dangerous criminals, rapists, escapees from insane asylums and worse. When someone confronts you wearing a mask, and with all these extremely dangerous people walking around, shouldn’t they be required to identify themselves?
What do you think?
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