After an amazing discovery that led to just over two days of freezing, heating, freezing, heating; old-fashioned, long hand chem notes, and near magical results – all recorded, for myself only – I had an accident.
Hearing it over a year later was almost – almost – worth it.
(Although most of it is incoherent in terms of actual words, the thing I mutter at the end is, “Okay. I gotta take a picture.”)
A girl has to prioritize, you know.
(Need picture of Seacow to put here. We’ll work on that.)
[Batmish Secow delivered]
[Seacow – Attribution: Batmish]
While recording into my DVR – Digital Voice Recorder – texts from Batmish come through.
If it seems I sound unintelligible for most of the first minute it is because I am, in fact, unintelligible. I’m just attempting to read texts from quite a distance and on a crappy app.
Just before the first minute mark I begin actually enunciating words instead of simply making vowel sounds.
There is an odd interference which I have not endeavored to remove – maybe later – and which I believe is related to an infrared signal I’ve had up for a few days, but I haven’t tested that out yet.
Influenza, in all its forms, is the master of mutation, making it irresistible to a “bug” junkie like me. So when the 2014-2015 outbreak swept across the country, mutating as it went, and in the end causing 48± million birds to be euthanized, with portable incinerators carted from commercial poultry factory to commercial poultry factory still unable to keep up, I was obsessed.
Skipping the multitudinous, envy-tinged detailing of gas chromatograph model specs – all of which I wanted – sampling methods, let alone my thrilling Rubik’s Cube imagining of the 18 known H (hemagglutinin) antigen and 11 known N (neuraminidase) antigen pairings, I will simply leave for posterity this moment of disapproval at the dubious methodology of our USDA and APHIS (Animal and Plant Health Inspection Services.)
It’s dull, don’t listen, but doesn’t hurt me to post it. It’s like a clipping in a scrapbook that won’t mean anything to anyone but me, because although it is impossible to tell from this truncated clip, it was at this very moment that I understood the terrifying implications that the dry data and deliberately dense terminology could not obscure.
*HPAI – Highly Pathogenic Avian Flu
*Poultry Trivia: Were you aware that there is actually a “national coordinator for carcass disposal issues?” Well, there is, and her name is Lori Miller, a Senior Staff Officer with USDA-APHIS, and National Coordinator for Carcass Disposal Issues.
“You know how you know you’re in trouble with Justice Sotomayor? She says, ‘I’m confused, here.’ And she ain’t – she’s never confused.”
Keep in mind that any audio I record like this, unless it is clearly an interview or some other specific record of an event ii is always for me and me only –the ultimate form of talking to myself – but that lack of self-editing also makes it, at times, humorous, so I figure maybe I’ll start sticking some of it up. It’s not like it’s going to get a lot of listens, but it does, however, preserve it to some extent.
In this case it’s clear I’m doing other things while I’m recording, which is common. There’s a fairly long pause at one point early on – although in such a brief snippet “early” is more relative than usual. The case I’m referring to is Universal Health Services, Inc. v United States and Massachusetts, ex rel. Julio Escobar and Carmen Correa.
I then ramble into the greatness of David C. Frederick’s arguments, Justice Breyer’s ability to go right to the heart of an issue, and cut if off after pointing to how all this added up to Justice Thomas reading an opinion from the bench. Although admittedly in a far less sensical way than expressed here. (It’s more fun via the audio, however.)
*Just one post script – it is completely nonsensical that nonsensical is a word but that sensical is not, so fuck that – just one more system to buck.)