iKong

imageOne of the things I absolutely hate about the internet in general is dead links.  See this fuzzy guy here is called My Kong.  The first time I encountered My Kong was when I did a guest post over at IT2M.  I would link to it, but it’s a dead link.  One of the blogs I reviewed used My Kong as its header graphic, and it had the whole story about My Kong.  I know… your saying, ”Google it!” You try it… and when you quit by page 5 because of all the King Kong and dog toy crap there, don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Why bring this up?  Because dead links have irked me for quite awhile, just like the things in this post really irked me, and I wanted to give you a brief history on My Kong since I was calling this post iKong (as a reference to going ape over the ambient stupidity I’ve taken note of lately).  If you click on the picture though, it will take you to a site that provides a wallpaper version of My Kong in case you may want it for your desktop… because I’m cool like that.

I <3 The New York Times

So there was a New York Times Article about BlogHer recently.  The article ran in the Fashion & Style section of the newspaper and basically talked about the conference, mentioning how BlogHer participants feel they are not taken seriously by Tech and Political blogs.  Of course, the person they quote as being disheartened by the lack of links and recognition of women in the Tech and Political field happens to write a blog about having Type I diabetes.  Why anyone in the Tech field covering either social media, hardware, software, or mobile apps would mention a blog about Type I diabetes is beyond me… unless they come out with an iGlucometer appendage for the iPhone.

Then of course there was some controversy over the section the New York Times chose to run the article in.  Apparently BlogHer participants didn’t feel they belonged in the Fashion & Style section because they are on the cutting edge of technology and politics!  To further prove their point, BlogHer had 20 participants accept $500 gift cards from JCPenney to go on a shopping spree of their new Linden St. home furnishings line.  Neil got it absolutely right, it’s the circle of life… so stop holding your breath for recognition from the techies and politicos when writing about your new comforters and drapes… be happy with the circle of life you have… or break out of it.

Bennigan’s Beat Out Starbucks

National restaurant chain Bennigan’s decided to close down all their corporate owned stores, with no more than a few hours notice to employees, and file for Chapter 7 bankruptcy.  Chapter 7, for those who may not know, is a liquidation filing.  Bennigan’s is dead.  Thanks to their corporate mongering practice, there are now thousands of hard working people joining the lines of the unemployed.  I personally never thought I would say this, but compared to Bennigan’s, Starbux looks like a saint even after closing 61 stores in Australia.

A much lesser concern in all of this that I have is how long will it take for the “flair” reference in Office Space to be lost to the masses?

Scrappedulous

Are you on Facebook?  If you are, you may have once played a game called Scrabulous.  Well, if you try to play the game, you may not be able to find it anymore.  This is because Scrabulous has been blocked to users in North America after Hasbro filed suit against the developer’s in their home nation of India.  Now I will admit that the games are very similar, and that for all intense purposes the creators of Scrabulous wrongfully copied the game.  My issue is with Facebook.

Why would Facebook, as a US company, allow a foreign developer to infringe on another US company’s trademark and copyright?  Why did Hasbro have to go to India to file this suit?  Now please understand, I am no Hasbro fan (especially considering the issues with their Wizard of the Coast division and the authors of the Dragonlance novels that was just resolved), but Hasbro employs US citizens and Facebook as a US company should help them to do that.  You would think that since Facebook is facing similar overseas issues, they would be understandable to Hasbro‘s plight.

These are just a few things that made me go slightly ape so far this week.  Anything drive you a little bananas?

posted by NYC Watchdog at Thursday - 07.31.08 @ 1:20 AM
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Just Be Bear

Once upon a time, people connected with people simply and directly.  They took the time to nurture personal relationships.  Then it all got crazy, fast paced, and hectic and people didn’t have time to pay attention to other people.  The Vermont Teddy Bear Company believes that showing how much you care simply and directly can make the world a better place - more personal, positive, friendly, and fun.  In today’s world where there is never enough time to communicate how you feel, nothing says you care like a bear.

- The Vermont Teddy Bear Factory in Shelburne, VT

Awesome Time!So this past weekend, after YEARS of being a loyal VTB customer, I made the trek to the Mecca of it all.  I went to the Vermont Teddy Bear Factory.  Granted we went on a Saturday when there was no actual production going on.  Granted we went after I got up on the wrong side of the bed from a conference with Squishy Dawg.  Granted it was more of a shopping trip (yes, that is an orange hat with bear ears on it that I totally smiley from the shop) than a spiritual pilgrimage.  Still, allow me to assure you… it was as magical as I expected it to be.

The quote above (that ironically is located in the shop above the cash registers), is really what drove it home for me.  I felt as if they unknowingly echoed my own thoughts… or perhaps I had unknowingly echoed theirs.  It was a simple reminder of a simpler time where everything was… well… simpler.

It’s the simplest of things that have become so complicated… and therefore have complicated everything around them… and the more things get complicated, the more overloaded we as people become.  Thus, we forget about the simple things.  Like the fact that if you care, send a bear…

You Are The Beary BestSo I’m sending this bear to: Poppy, Avitable, Karl, Hilly, Britt, Yoshi, Sodapop, Tori, Lisa, and Miss Ann.  Just because… and it isn’t that I don’t care about anyone else… but I kept it at 10 to keep it simple.

The Beary Best Award

Rules

  • 1) The Beary Best Award is given to those people who we want to know we care… just because
  • 2) See rule #1

Badge Code

Just copy and paste:


Just keepin’ it simple… since life is complicated enough.

posted by NYC Watchdog at Wednesday - 07.30.08 @ 2:04 AM
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On A Lighter Note

Have you heard about HBO‘s new series True Blood?  As part of their promotion of it, there is a blog called Blood Copy that is basically providing alot of the background story that is undoubtedly building up to the series premiere in September.

One of the things they have are a bunch of YouTube clips.  Personally, this one is my favorite.  Of course the premise of the show, which is coming from Alan Ball (Six Feet Under, American Beauty), is that through the synthesis of a blood substitute the underworld of vampires reveals themselves in The Great Revelation to human society and now face all the challenges and trials of every other minority.  The series is based on The Southern Vampire Mysteries by Charlain Harris, and with the ninth book of the series in progress, there promises to be a lot of material to work from.

I’m looking forward to the September 7 premiere.


Just for kicks…




You Are an “A-OK”



Your life philosophy can be summed up as, “Whatever will be, will be.”

Your greatest wish is to live each day a little better than the next.



You are naturally calm and stable. Some people would call you a rock.

You feel one with the world. You are a spiritual person, though no one who knows you would guess it.

What Hand Gesture Are You?

posted by NYC Watchdog at Tuesday - 07.29.08 @ 9:51 AM
categories:   Creative Bones  Motion Pictures
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The Uncertainty Of Knowledge

So last week I received an e-mail from someone regarding something they had heard/read.  For the record, I am extremely bad about replying to e-mails because of the fact that I read them, star them to respond properly later, and then later on I just get backed up so I rarely get to respond back.  I know… I suck that way.  Yet, I definitely wanted to respond to this e-mail… but obviously half-way through my response, I realized it would probably make a better blog post… so here it is.

The Question

Are people who are terminally ill “lucky” to know their death is imminent?

imageThe question itself might seem a little bit in conflict with itself, but consider that I do not think the term “lucky” is used in its normal sense, like in hitting lotto.  I think “lucky” is a relatively poor term to use there, perhaps replacing it with “fortunate” would be better usage.  Hence the reason I will consider the question to actually be:

Are people who are terminally ill “fortunate” to know their death is imminent?

I do not want the original e-mail author to think I have changed the question at hand, but I do think that the word they chose in asking the question lends itself to the probability of misinterpretation.  Now that the question has been clarified, I will provide my views and opinions on the matter.  It is important to keep in mind that these are in fact MY views and opinions, and while you may share them or you may not, it is important to read the entire post and the reasoning behind my opinions before jumping the proverbial gun in the comments section.

From The Outside

From the viewpoint of someone unrelated to a terminally ill patient, there are a number of benefits that one can see:

  • The ability to get business affairs in order and updated
  • The ability to spend time doing things they’ve always wanted to do (aka “Bucket List”)
  • The ability to spend quality time with family and friends
  • The ability to get personal affairs in order and updated
  • The ability to plan and communicate their final wishes

While all of these seem to be gifts of knowledge, there are other viewpoints that have to be taken into consideration.  From the viewpoint of someone related to a terminally ill patient, this is what they see:

  • The knowledge that there is no need to buy the patient a Christmas gift this year
  • The knowledge that the patient will not be carving the turkey at Thanksgiving this year
  • The knowledge that the patient will not be turning 21+ this year
  • The knowledge that the patient will not be at the wedding of his (INSERT RELATIVE HERE) next year
  • The knowledge that the patient will be deteriorating before their very eyes

Right there is a huge difference in viewpoint.  The unattached outsider thinks in terms of “can” and the attached outsider thinks in terms of “will not”.  Still, there is a more important viewpoint to consider.

The 5 Stages of Grief and Dying

Although I have already talked about Kübler-Ross‘s model of The 5 Stages of Grief when it came to myself, this is more of a general post geared towards the viewpoint of the terminally ill, so allow me to reiterate those stages slanted from their perspective:

  • 1. Denial and Isolation- At first, the diagnosed tend to deny the reality of the news.  They begin looking for second and third opinions, may turn to alternative medicines, and may withdraw from their usual social contacts. This stage may last a few moments, a few weeks, or longer.
  • 2. Anger- The diagnosed may then be furious at the person who gave them the news (usually a doctor), angry at friends and family who appear oblivious to their emotional state, and at the world for moving on without them. They may be angry with themselves as well for having allowed events or habits to have taken place, even if, realistically, nothing could have stopped it.
  • 3. Bargaining- Now the diagnosed person may make bargains with God, asking, “Just let me see my children graduate?” or ”I’ll do anything, just make it go longer.
  • 4. Depression- The diagnosed feels numb, although anger and sadness may remain underneath.
  • 5. Acceptance- This is when the anger, sadness, and bargaining have tapered off. The diagnosed simply accepts the reality of the situation and can begin preparing for it.  This may happen within minutes, days, weeks, or it may not happen until just moments before their death.  There are some where it will not happen at all.

Now while the Kübler-Ross model has been around since 1969, and there have recently been some studies that have shown some inconsistencies with it, I can tell you from personal experience that they are as accurate as you can get for describing the emotional reactions of individuals on a greater scale.  It is important to keep in mind though that everyone is in fact an individual, and while their reactions can loosely be defined within this broad scope it is in no way shape or form a definitive answer for a patient’s emotional state.

As a healthcare provider it is most important to keep in mind these stages when dealing with terminally ill patients, specifically the anger stage since often times their anger may be directed at us.  Although the anger is misplaced, we cannot take it as a personal affront, but rather remember why the person is truly angry and maintain the compassion that we have for their situation irregardless of their words/actions.  I usually have to remind the rookies that if it were us instead of them, wouldn’t we want the same understanding and compassion?  I tend to think we would.

From The Bed

The viewpoint of the diagnosed is not as simple as it may seem.  Sure, they have been told they have X amount of time left, but there is no firm date given like the one from the Internet Death Clock.  At best, what they are given is an estimate.  Indulge me while I give you two personal examples as to the “accuracy” of life expectancy:

My uncle was diagnosed with intestinal cancer.  He had surgery and went for one round of chemo, after which his doctors told him that he responded extremely well and after two more rounds of chemo he would be considered in remission.  After the second round of chemo my cousin brought him home.  He walked in the door, called out my aunt’s name, and then collapsed in cardiac arrest in the hallway.  The cancer did not kill him… it was an acute myocardial infarction.

While passing from complications or other ailments is not an uncommon occurrence, living past your expectancy by twice the amount of time is:

My Tante Albina was diagnosed with cancer of the liver.  No treatments helped, and she was told in February she had 3 months to live.  In May she was admitted to Calvary Hospital, which is in fact a hospice, since they expected her to pass any day.  She had to fight to avoid being discharged in October, because by then her house had already been sold to pay for her stay and there was no immediate family to take care of her.  Since the hospital had been charged with her assets, there was no money to assist in paying for homecare that they did not want to provide.  Her time in the hospital had her relying on a self-medicated morphine drip, she developed a number of skin ulcers, she had become incontinent, and relied on a tube for feeding.  She finally succumbed to the cancer in December of that year, a full 7 months after the initial diagnosis had placed her demise.

The diagnosed person, while knowing that the time they have on this earth is more imminent than most, still does not know what awaits them.  While there is this knowledge, there is also uncertainty.  It is that uncertainty, coupled with the uncertainty of what will happen after they are actually gone that makes this knowledge more painful than already knowing the following:

  • They will not see their children/grandchildren marry
  • They will be the cause of grief and pain in the lives of their loved ones for which they can provide little or no comfort
  • They will not see what the future holds for anyone
  • They will leave a hole in the lives of their loved ones for which they cannot provide every minute detail, unlike Michael Keaton in My Life
  • They will undoubtedly face pain beyond the threshold that anyone should endure… and at what price will relief come?

While it may be argued that at any time we may walk out the door and never walk back in due to any number of unforseen circumstances, how many of us are haunted by the knowledge that this will happen irregardless of what we do?  How many people have literally had hope robbed from them before their deaths?  The diagnosed patient has had those very things happen.  Perhaps, after reaching the acceptance stage they will be able to see themselves as fortunate for having this knowledge, but I tend to think those in the other stages do not see any fortune in it at all, and especially considering the lack of options offered in the country where they live.

Hospice vs. Euthanasia

Part of the pain of having this knowledge is the loss of control one feels over their own life.  While we have a sense of helplessness when we experience the loss of someone suddenly, we still maintain control over our own lives.  The loss of control over one’s own life and lack of options is undoubtedly the greatest feeling of helplessness coupled with an absence of hope that one can experience and that will inevitably result in a deep depression.

A number of people point to the hospice system as the way for terminally ill diagnosed patients to go.  Hospice care, however, is not only not cheap, but not as simple as it sounds.  Hospice care usually involves assigning the patients benefits over to the hospice, and the hospice becomes sort of your new HMO.  They manage your care, providing pain relief and comfort while cutting out what is considered unnecessary life lengthening care such as diagnostic tests and life supporting machinery.  Hospice does provide a family support network, often will carry out funeral arrangements on the behalf of the diagnosed, and will offer home care so the patient can remain in a comfortable and familiar setting if that is their wish.

Sadly, being in the United States, euthanasia is not an option for the terminally ill.  The fact that control over their life has been taken away by a disease, we as a country do not see the right of the person to retake that control over their life through medical intervention on the patient’s own terms.  We would rather see them push madly on a button to induce a morphine infusion to quell the pain along with their level of consciousness and lucidity that puts them into a state of continuous drool and dismay than give them the option of ending their lives with dignity intact.  We are a country where we will tell someone that they have 3 months to live, but will not give them the actual control over their ending.

In Conclusion

This is a very complex subject which truly has no right answer for the masses.  This is more of an individual based answer, and to which there is no right or wrong when dealing with oneself.  I do think it is wrong to assume that what answer we consider correct for ourselves can be projected onto others so easily.  I tend to think that when approaching it, most people will jump to conclusions based upon their own viewpoints out of either laziness of truly thinking through the subject or a disregard for the viewpoint of others, and that is clearly wrong.

Personally, I do not see these patients as fortunate at all.  I see them as being given life altering knowledge that will in effect change their reality instantly, similar to how reality changes for those who lose a loved one spontaneously.  I tend to think that those people who would see them as fortunate are those that continue to exist in the anger stage of losing someone suddenly, and cannot see past that anger to the viewpoint of those who have received the news a few months in advance.  I can understand why they would see them as fortunate, but I cannot agree with that given the current lack of options available to the terminally ill today.

Hence, in conclusion, no I do not see terminally ill patients as being fortunate and yes, I am pro-euthanasia.

posted by NYC Watchdog at Monday - 07.28.08 @ 12:01 AM
categories:   Dawgitics  Yin-Yang
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Sunday Smorgashboard Edition 73

Squishy Dawg Having Coffee

Today’s Smorgashboard has been put together by none other than Squishy Dawg since NYCWD is in France.  Enjoy!

It’s not a moon… it’s a space station.

The long awaited hoverboard is on E-Bay.

The Wordpress iPhone App is live.

There are 538 Blogging Twitter Users for you to add… and some tips on what to do with Twitter.

The blogosphere content will greatly improve with The Lazy Blogger’s Post Generator.

So this has been Squishy Dawg.  Hopefully next week the entire blogoshere’s hormones won’t be raging out of control so there can actually be an interesting Sunday Smorgashboard from New York.

Have a squishy week!


As a reward for feeding me with my internal thirst for reading materials… I designed this simple button for those who may want to display their Snacked upon status proudly:

Additionally… because I am beyond benevolent and loving contrary to what some people believe… here is the code for you to use with a permalink directly to this post.  So if your blog was snacked upon today, all you need to do is copy and past the code:

Smorgashboard Sunday is a weekly compilation of interesting posts, pictures, and videos that I have found within the 350+ feeds of personal or personal related blogs that I currently read.  Due to the volume of blogs and the 10-12 posts I limit myself to comment on, there may be times when posts that you author do not appear.  This is not to say that you did not have a good post, or an important post, or even a post I did not read because in all likelihood I did indeed read it.  This simply means that for that week(s) that you are excluded… well… I thought other posts were better choices for the Snacking.  This does not mean I don’t like you, I don’t love you, or that I don’t read you.  It just means that for that week(s), I chose other posts but there is always the possibility of next week.  Unless.

Unless you cry, whine, send me e-mail messages begging me to feature you, send e-cards with links to the posts you want linked, tell me how I don’t love you, tell me how I don’t like you, tell me how sad you are, tell me how I don’t read you even though you know I did because I commented that week, and/or try to muscle me with threats of large “goombas” paying a visit.  If you do any of that… then hold your breathe until you see yourself on the Smorgashboard again.  While your doing that… go get a white hat and get yourself some Smurfberry Pie ‘cause you’ll be blue before you see it.

posted by NYC Watchdog at Sunday - 07.27.08 @ 12:01 AM
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