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The one about the Hospital…

Posted by Justin at 21:07 Down with, Plain 'ol Cantankerous, principles, Problems and solutions, rants

Mar 232021

Ok, so this blog has been gathering dust for a while now, but I need to rant, and it will not be PG rated like my other blogs.

So, backstory. My second daughter is now 14. When she was 1 we found out she had a genetic kidney disease that required 4 months in the hospital, both of her kidneys removed and then 2 years of dialysis and finally a kidney transplant to “fix”. That transplant was her birthday present when she was 3. Well that transplant has now lasted 11 years and is finally failing. She is now on the transplant list again. That is a whole other world of headaches.

Now the rant portion. Apparently Primary Children’s hospital here in Salt Lake City, Utah is one step down from God’s own throne. I keep returning to calling it the glass castle on the hill, and boy do they act like they should be deified. Not everyone up there, but the team we are working with now, hold deep fried crap I want to punch some of them. One good thing about the COVID beast’s rampage: It is keeping me from homicide.

Ever since they (and by they I mean the kidney doctors and nurses or “team” from now on) got a ton of new kidney patients, they had to reallocate the care managers for each kid. We went from a completely competent ex ICU nurse to a sniveling little toad of a man who doesn’t even deserve the title of RN. My wife, an ex ER nurse, could out nurse him any day of the week from a wheelchair, blindfolded. He may know what he is doing, but I am not convinced. The worm does not get to try and pass off his insecurities and lack of proper manhood, not to mention his sticking his foot in his mouth, on my wife, saying that she is not capable of relaying his messages. People would die if she couldn’t relay messages in the ER, and do 4 other things at once. Yes there has been more than once where we have almost made him cry, overloading his tiny brain with big words and information. Now she will not talk to him without me being on the phone too, because she doesn’t want to kill him either. I still want to kill him, but I will hold off for a while, at least until I won’t be the first suspect.

Now, this is not a kid. He is at least 40, and may not make it much past that if he keeps at me. He doesn’t get to tell me how to care for my daughter and what she needs without consulting either me, my wife (who I have already said is in the thousands of percentage points better at being a nurse than he is) or even, wait for it, the patient herself. At 14, my daughter is more than capable, and expected to be part of the care of her own body. I don’t need some wormy little son of a bitch half assed nurse telling me about her care. If a doctor tells us something, well that is where diagnoses are supposed to come from.

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That rant was written about 6 months ago now. I no longer want to kill the sniveling son of a bitch but i wouldn’t mind beating the living hell out of him most of the time.

Now I am still annoyed with the inefficiency of the clinic and the fact that they have no respect for the time of anyone but themselves. I am also annoyed at the University of Utah’s transplant program and how freaking slow they are to get me worked up to donate a kidney for my daughter. That is another rant, that I will get working on for this site.

-Justin

Justin

Justin is the young Coot with a Cantankerous Soul who continues to be educated by older, more cootish Ralph and Bob. His Cantankerosity is his own.

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The one about Viruses and hijacking

Posted by Justin at 15:15 Down with, Plain 'ol Cantankerous, principles, Problems and solutions, rants, Technology

Mar 272018

A long, long time ago, right here on our own little ball joy that we call Earth there were some really smart guys who invented computers. Days went by and years passed and those computers went from room sized behemoths to little buggers you can hold in your hand and have room left over for a cheeseburger. Holes in paper cards were replaced with typed commands and now you can use your finger to do things. Who would have thunk it?

Rembrandt – The Flayed Ox – WGA19252 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

During all of this time, when programs were developed for these computers that did more than say yes or no or calculate what 7 X 4 is (28 for you kids who didn’t bother to memorize times tables), people wanted to get into other people’s stuff. Thus, the hacker was born. Basically a modern day pirate that probably deserves to be castrated and flayed alive. For you young’uns out there, being flayed alive is where they basically take the skin from your body while you are wearing it. I can only hope that the saltwater bath afterwards keeps the germs out.

This week I found out that all of my websites have been infected with malware. Some sack of *ok, this part you will have to imagine, this blog is only PG-13 rated* infected my sites with some stupid program that tries to make a backdoor into them. Because they can get so much from my blogs and info sites. One of the myriad of things that bothers me is that some of these have been going on for a few years, and I had no idea. I went into the other details over on CatharsisOfBogue.com if you care. The short of it, I spent the weekend getting rid of some little piece of *again imagine*’s code that was trying to hijack me.

I can only hope that it was a *you know by now* that was at least over 18 doing it. I am not sure if my brain can handle a 14 year old doing this. So now, I finally have my sites back, and they work, and I have got the security plugins working correctly. I am almost sure that it is illegal to hunt these hackers down and make them look like the picture over there, but if I have a chance…things happen, I’m just saying.

Anyone have experience with crap like this? Let’s rant together down in the comments.

Justin

Justin is the young Coot with a Cantankerous Soul who continues to be educated by older, more cootish Ralph and Bob. His Cantankerosity is his own.

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Down with Taxes

Posted by Ralph at 14:10 Down with

Mar 312015

It’s that time of year.

It ought to get easier eash yera. It never does.

Every year I vow to get the agony over early. There is nothing pleasant about preparing taxes. Even getting money back only means you let the government take even more than they say is proper. It’s still way too much. This year I thought I was ahead of schedule but when I began to dig out all my paperwork, I discovered that I last year’s filing was already off my desk by this time last year. I certainly don’t get any pleasure from seeing that file on the corner of my desk as I focus on more pleasant tasks. I don’t know why I can’t just suck it up and get it done early. Maybe I just enjoy the agony. Continue reading »

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Down with Smart People

Posted by Ralph at 11:03 Down with

Feb 232015

Smart People are always wrong
One thing I have learned over my lifetime is that everything we think we know is wrong. And if you don’t believe it, just wait ten years and compare what you know to be true now with what you knew to be true then. After a while it all blurs. I think it was in the 80’s when the smart people were saying that we were headed for a new ice age. If you notice, it didn’t happen. Then recently those same smart people were telling us that the climate was changing and that we were all going to burn up if we don’t go live in a cave. Last year was the coldest winter on record for some time. Then there was the Club of Rome back in the 70’s that said we were running out of resources and that civilization would run into the ground by the 90’s. We haven’t heard much from those folks lately either and it you notice despite the prodigious efforts of our politicians,.civilization is still keeping on.

Education affects their brains in bad ways
It seems that education somehow affects the brain and causes people with too many degrees to believe that they actually know something. And the worst part of it is that once they convince themselves that they are on to the truth, it becomes their mission to make sure that stupid people like you and me don’t mess things up. If they had to rely on their own abilities, the world would be safe, because these smart people, by and large, are not very powerful. They use big words. They write incomprehensible reports and they don’t like to mix with the common folk. Lucky for them, the government is so entrenched in the funding of research that our elected officials buy into their agenda like hogs at a trough.

Politicians are like drunken whores- they bend over
Politicians are not smart, they are canny. They suck up to their constituents and try to reflect the character and opinions of their districts. But they really want to be with the smart people and so they will bend over like drunken whores to get included in the smart people gatherings. This bending over usually involves legislation that forces us to do whatever the smart people think will solve the big problem of the day. The smart people love it when they can make us stupid ones behave and so to accomplish this aim they will put up with the politicians even though they aren’t smart. Tale Al Gore, for example. Watch him for 5 minutes and tell me that he is smart.

Today too many people think they are smart
In the past, this situation stayed under control because most voters were quick to vote out of office, anybody that went off the reservation. Not so today. Higher education has become so available and so perverted over the last 20 years that everybody thinks they are one of the smart people because they went to college. Nobody tells them that learning to be an accountant is just like learning to be a plumber or an auto mechanic. Accountants are considered special because they went to college while plumbers are just tradesmen. With so many people going to college which has been downgraded to trade school, there are just too many people who now think they are smart. And these pretend smart people no longer use common sense to make judgments. They listen to the real smart people or worse to the bent over politicians. So now there is nothing to check the egos of the smart people and the whoring of the politicians because common sense is considered stupid.

Smart People and Politicians are a deadly combination
What I know now is that unless something changes we are doomed to live in a world where we are required by law to conform to whatever new doom predictions the smart people devise. They will continue to be wrong, although one of the prerogatives of being one of the smart people is that they never have to say they are sorry. They just stop talking about the old problem and start talking about the new one. The problem is the regulations and legislation to save the world from the last crisis will not go away and our freedom and opportunity becomes smaller and the power of the smart people becomes ever more oppressive.

Ralph

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We have Pussified this country.

Posted by Justin at 11:03 Coot Law, Down with, rants

Feb 232015

I am not as old as Ralph. I was too young to remember all of the good things in the ’70’s. I do remember MTV’s launch, Reagan’s inauguration and the Challenger disaster. I have also seen the country turn into a nearly spineless glob of crap. People will say we are strong. Well we were. Clinton came along and shut down so much military that we are not the crushing powerhouse we used to be.

Good thing the rest of the world has deteriorated as well. I am here at 36 years old looking back at how we have brought drugs, rap music and that bull-crap “Green” movement to the country. For some reason the last 15 years or so have been filled with people spouting sewage about how it is everyone’s fault that we have nice things.

If you don’t have those stupid twisty light bulbs and high efficiency toilets you are a bad bad person! Unplug your TV at night so it doesn’t take .005 cents worth of electricity. I refuse to do this. I leave my computer on all night too.

I miss my 1977 V8 Ford Pickup that got 8 miles to a gallon if I was lucky. That sucker had some torque and power. I saw a show on the Travel Channel the other day where they were still using the styrofoam containers at the McDonalds in Italy. I miss those.

I am thoroughly convinced that my Great Grandfather would fall over dead if he saw how this country was going. Of course he would be in jail for assaulting the guy that came by telling him he couldn’t water his lawn that much or how his fertilizer was not “approved”. Knowing my Grandpa, he would probably lynch the sucker in his apple tree.

I hate being part of this generation of pussification. I am about sick to death of going green. I am tired of the city where I live wanting everyone to recycle but only picking up the can every other week. I am only recycling less than half of what I could. And why bother.

Like our good friend Howard Beal, “I’m Mad as hell and I’m not going to take it anymore!” I am going to go burn something in my backyard. I have a firepit, and as long as you “cook” something on it they don’t complain. There is a dog next door…..

Justin

Justin is the young Coot with a Cantankerous Soul who continues to be educated by older, more cootish Ralph and Bob. His Cantankerosity is his own.

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