reflections
January 31st, 2007 23 of 45

Yet another day after yet another day after an entire month of days of reproduction lectures. They’re non-ending! The organs used, the hormones generated, the rates and types of changes seen, blah blah blah etc. Who knew that a month of limitless sex could be so boring? Personally, as of yesterday I was just gone and done. But I guess it’s the talking about and not doing which makes it so because playing with ultrasound today piqued my interest a bit. As Rob says, “PUPPIES!” ultrasound image Which is a darn good thing because I was starting to be more excited about the Bacteriology respites than the topical anatomy and where is the sense of that? Tomorrow we begin virology. Our term doesn’t include a hands-on practical but I’m pretty sure we’ll manage to find and culture viruses on our own time. Given the ghastly illnesses rolling through the class, it should prove astoundingly easy.

Am still dog tired. Time to climb and read a book or three.
:)

Ultrasound image of puppies c/o “scooterthecocker.com”

January 21st, 2007 What do you do with your free time?

On Saturday, the school’s Zoological Society presented a day of lectures on Exotics medicine (which of course I attended because I don’t know about you but after a long week of lecture filled days, nothing appeals more than to using personal downtime to attend more lectures.) They were for the whole, quite frankly, pretty amazing presentations on an array of interesting challenges (dealing with rabies epidemics in wild dog and wolf populations in Africa, treating avians in veterinary medicine, cetacean rescue efforts and challenges, etc.) One of the most heartrending topics and particularly educational presentation for me (my prior knowledge on this topic being shamefully non-existent) was the efforts of Animal Asia Foundation to improve animal welfare in the bear farming trade.

As you may know, the Asiatic black, aka Moon bear Moon bear, population status vulnerable, are farmed by the population of China for their bile - a potent “cold” drug used in traditional Chinese medicine to eliminate “hot” diseases of the liver and such. (According to our lecturer, ursodeoxycholic acid (UDCA), the active ingredient of bear bile, can be an effective treatment of Parkinson’s and Huntington’s symptoms but as the UDCA patent has yet to produce commercially viable drugs, the capitalist Western pharmaceutical field has yet to push that aspect. That the chemical compound is artificially producible is antithetical to traditional thinking and so frankly, not the solution per se or maybe yes but just a very hard sell.) Farming was introduced as a proposal to stem the poaching of bears from the wild but has failed horribly, actually increasing the bile harvest from 500 to 7000 kg per year. The conditions in which the bears are kept are truly horrific. Not only are the animals raised in painfully constricted cage conditions, a hole is gouged in their abdomen to access the gall bladder. At one point, steel tubes were used to provide permanent access, although simple more available items such as buttons and tubes could also be implemented, but now more often than not the abdomen is just cut open and provoked twice a day to “milk” the bile, creating in the bears a festering open wound. The “surgery” (performed by the farmer, not a veterinarian) has a 50% mortality rate, and the “farming” reduces the animal’s life expectancy to a 1/4 of it’s potential.

mickey mouse ears The level of passion and compassion shown during this presentation was inspiring. Clearly, his love of these creatures is completely encompassing. We were told that they, physiologically, are a wonder, built to endure long periods of hibernation and (thus?) able to rebound from remarkable extremes of cruel treatment. We were told that the bears which have been rescued can never return to the wild but are enjoying their retirement in rehabilitation. We were told that the Chinese public have no concept of animal welfare and that few people see anything WRONG with the (by my standards inhumane, torturous) conditions. In conversational review with my mother (the reason for this blog posting, thank you for the reminder) of what we had been told, she reminded me that HUMANE rarely wins in the face of the blinding allure of an extremely lucrative endeavor; when a demand is generated by those who can do, they will do.

December 28th, 2006 Ain’t nobody here but us chickens.

Granted I’ve moved on to cows but STILL, the time I’m spending on these farms in some ways is absolutely eye-opening. You’ve thought of it, I’ve thought of it but in different therms than these: how do we feed the people of the world? In my months here my mind has been better woken to the questions of colonialism, capitalist fallout and global equality but the pulse my hand may actually reach is hunger. Step one: strategise better farming solutions. Conceptualize applicable alterations to factual problems to optimize yield and quality of life. Growth is a competition between speed and size. Breeding programs aim at a profitable median which pushes the norm ever upwards. This time, I’ll ask myself to address the question without my usual neophobic veil: “when is enough enough?” What is quality living, objectively?

October 6th, 2006 what’ve u been doing lately?


belated by many weeks….. pictures from the trip to Stirling (Castle; no market pictures here) and, for the strong of stomach, some lab photos!

August 30th, 2006 Sagittarius Horoscope for week of August 31, 2006

FreeWillAstrology by Rob Breszny

“If you want to upset the law that all crows are black,” wrote William James, “you mustn’t show that no crows are; it is enough if you prove one single crow to be white.” Philosopher Jonathan Zap applies this idea to his ruminations about telepathy. He says that if there is even one irrefutable case in which two minds have communicated with each other at a distance and without the aid of technology, then telepathy must be a fundamental human capacity. I believe this is an important line of thought for you to consider, Sagittarius. Why? Because you’ve entered the Season of the White Crow.

My topic du jour for most of this week (I know, I know,… it’s not du jour if it’s for several but I don’t speak French so lay off?) has been the demotion of Pluto. How can you stop being a planet? And what is with the stupid name of our new 12th planet, 2003 UB313? I know, I know… it can’t get a name until it gets an official status as a planet. But do you think they’ll hold a contest? Our vote, as a body of vet students saddened by the demotion of Pluto, is Pluto 2.

Either that, or Harpo. I know, I know,… we’ll have to wait & see?

Here’s a funny little article if you’re of like mind…
Astronomers Declare Earth ‘Not a Planet’