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The thing is that being vegetarian or vegan for a long time can result in meat just not smelling and tasting good any more, but off-putting. The body's chemistry changes perhaps, I don't know how it works. So, for whatever reasons someone becomes vegetarian or vegan, it is often not really a question any more of desiring to eat substitue meat any more than real meat. That's why vegetarian and vegan products seeking to deliberately imitate taste and flavour of meat are just a niche thing.
Visiting Queendom of Myself, I hope we are all dilettantes in the etymological sense. :) It is derived from Italian dilettare and Latin delectare, to delight. Sort of like the philo part in Philosophy.
It's official--Hoosier Daddies not only has a herniated disk, it's in the exact same place as before, just MUCH worse. The surgeon was in surgery when the MRI came back and will make the final determination, but the PA said there's only so much they can do to repair herniated discs and that after once or twice in the same spot, fusing the vertebrae is the only option. HD's now not only in much pain, but depressed about the prospect of having to do through that much pain and rehab again, for no obvious reason (the closest things we've come up with are his putting 40# bags into the back of our SUV when we were leaving Key West [no pain at the time] and rolling over in his sleep [woke up from severe pain]).
The only good thing is that now he's on a painkiller that he's not allergic to and has his own supply of muscle relaxers instead of having me practice medicine without a license....
Ah, and another good thing: his boss texted him and FORBADE him to come to work until released by his surgeon; if he wants to do some work at home, his secretary will bring it to him. Good show, boss!
I'll skip on reading that one, thanks.
Greatest Rich-Poor Divides
top 1000: no one (although The Profligate Son was close)
bottom 1000: Grand Harbor (Who is Lory Gay?) ;)
I hope things turn out well for Hoosier Daddies in the end.
I hope so too.
Whoah. I'm keeping you both in my thoughts, and hope that Hoosier Daddies' pain recedes.
Sending good thoughts your way.
HOLY CRAP--NS lost 3,000 nations overnight, erasing the gains since the Summer Death Syndrome ended!
Highest Average Tax Rates
top 1000: no one
bottom 100: 
Anarchocapitalistan, 
Postapocalyptic Terror
It could be worse... you could have a philosophical disease instead...
https://philosophynow.org/issues/57/Philosophical_Diseases
Yet another HOLY CRAP moment--the doctor's office just called and Hoosier Daddies' surgery is scheduled for tomorrow morning at 5:00 am! (in a hospital a 2-hours' drive from here!) Apparently his back was in worse shape than the PA thought. If I'm not around much for the next couple of days, please understand. Or, I might have a lot of waiting time on my hands and be around a lot--who can say?
If possible, please copy and paste this article, since I suspect most of us don't have the necessary subscription.
:O It was visible earlier but I can't view it any more. Must have been free access for one page only. So I can't copy and paste it now.
https://philosophynow.org/issues/57/Philosophical_Diseases
Philosophical Diseases
Gregory White examines some of the afflictions to be caught this season while wading a little too recklessly into deep thought.
Philosophical Diseases are here and they are very much in fashion. Many celebrities have been caught in the media headlights in the grip of some particularly chic philosophical ailments. And of course, because you want to be famous and loved like them, you’ll want to go get yourself a philosophical disease too. Before you rush off to acquire one, here’s a quick guide to which diseases are in this season, and which are very definitely out, because the last thing you want, darling, is to turn up for dinner with the same disease as someone else.
Wonderrhea
The first of our fabulously desirable afflictions is Wonderrhea. This disease is very much a Summer favourite, and has been spotted in Prague and Milan. Its first victim was Socrates, who, bless his shiny domed bonce, simply could not stop wondering; and look where it got him. He’s so famous, people in Heaven mistake him for God. Everybody knows of Socrates; and let’s face it lads, everybody wants to be Socrates.
But you can’t be Socrates, because he was a unique individual, and re-animating his brain tissue would not re-ignite the sparkling, clattering sum-of-more-than-his-parts that he was. But you can catch the very same disease he had. “Marvellous!” I hear you say. Unfortunately, you have to go to Greece to get it. There is a specimen of the Wonderrhea toxin behind glass at the British Museum, but getting your fingers on that would be somewhat illegal – if you believe in laws. Of course, if you don’t believe in laws, then you should at least believe in prisons.
Whingococcal disease
Whingococcal Disease is a lovely little number, and is everybody’s favourite party trick. Whingococcal Disease is distinguished by the sufferer’s inability to stop questioning the economic motives of Modern Society. Other common symptoms are high blood pressure, and an inability to determine exactly what Modern Society is, when pressed for specifics.
The good news is that Whingococcal Disease is a hell of a lot more common than Wonderrhea and some of its other tropical relatives. Everybody knows someone who has Whingococcal Disease, and all you have to do to catch it is to stand near them for about half an hour. Of course, as you must be wondering (because of your Wonderrhea), there is a downside to this otherwise excellent malady. With Whingococcal being as common as green peas, it doesn’t have the exclusivity that can be conferred only by such uber-nasties as Nothingness Fever and Being Pox. But you should see the attention that a garden variety case of Whingococcal can garner at an otherwise dull retirement party; and there’s no reason why you should let some sad retiree hog all the respect. That should be you out there declaiming “Modern Society this! Modern Society that!” Yes, Lords and Ladies, Whingococcal Disease is an old favourite that should remain popular for many years to come. And it goes well with blue or red.
Nothingness Fever
While undergoing research for this article, I begged and pleaded with my benefactor to be allowed the glory and celebrity which comes from just one week of Nothingness Fever. Alas, no! It’s too expensive. In fact, it’s so expensive that there’s never been a single recorded case. But you don’t have to go far to find someone who wants it.
Nothingness Fever, in this doctor’s diagnosis, leads to a temporary inability to distinguish something from nothing, and finally one loses the ability to believe anything at all. But if nihilists really believed in nothing, they wouldn’t be able to say that they believed in nothing. So if anyone ever comes down with Nothingness Fever – if Nothingness does indeed exist – then that person may well be the first real nihilist.
You can see why Nothingness Fever is such an attractive look this season. The mystery of this condition is what gives it such allure. And what’s more, a case of Nothingness Fever will give you the opportunity to meet Oliver Sacks, because he is guaranteed to write a book about you.
Being Pox
Being Pox only turns up once every few years; but it’s definitely the new black whenever it does. Being Pox afflicts the lucky individual with the personality of a famous departed philosopher. You could be Wittgenstein for a week, or Machiavelli for a month. Hooray! But you must be careful with Being Pox; most people who get it are accused of witchcraft or sorcery or possession or some such, and are lynched within the week. On the plus side, you’ll get your photo in the paper.
What makes Being Pox so especially fashionable is that you can’t get it: it gets you. Thus, Pox-ees are often imputed to have some kind of special quality which obviously makes them so much better than regular, non-philosophical people.
Descartes Palpitations
Descartes Palpitations are just lovely, like New Years’ fireworks. Everybody drops what they’re doing to stare, and simply cannot turn away. A person in the soothing velvety grip of Descartes Palpitations alternately exists and then does not exist. And it’s so simple and painless. All you have to do to exist is think. Occasionally stop thinking, and the crowd stands stunned by the incredible appearing and disappearing person.
Descartes Murmurs are not quite so spectacular, but still definitely a disease worth contracting. In the case of Descartes Murmurs one merely turns translucent.
I must mention that criminal uses of the symptoms of Descartes Palpitations are sternly discouraged by a) the law b) the International Conglomerate of Philosophical Disease Researchers, and c) your grandmother, who wouldn’t want to hear of such a thing. And anyway, how can you rob a bank without thinking about it? Hmm?
The House at Pooh Corneris sending many good thoughts for successful surgery, rapid, painfree recovery, and peace of mind through out the whole process.
Best wishes and take good care, and I hope you can get some sleep before driving there.
Dropping off a bit of our special rum to ease the recovery process.
Dr George - My best wishes to 'M'. My thoughts are with you BOTH. If you need to talk, I have ears and all the time in the world.
Best wishes Doc.
Note to Self: next time you expect to take a month off expect to spend the next two months afterwards working 16 hour days. :s
Best wishes to you and Hoosier Daddies, Doc. Hope the surgery goes well.
Twice now I've typed long, articulate posts and twice NS and/or the computer swallowed it. This second time it was my fault for not copying it before trying to post it. This third time I had a copy ready!
Mark should be in surgery about an hour to repair the same herniation in his back again. The surgeon is concerned since he didn't do anything either time to cause the herniations that the disc itself may be flawed and will likely need to be totally removed and the vertebrae fused should it happen again (ugh). We'll cross that bridge when we get to it. If the surgery goes well, he can come home this afternoon or more likely tomorrow. If he has excess bleeding (a risk when going through scar tissue) or leaks spinal fluid, it may take a couple of extra days.
I'll post again after I know something.
Still sending lots of good thoughts!!!!!
It be Talk Like a Pirate Day! We be leaving ye a few kegs o' rum to celebrate, supplementing like what Bilge Rat Ronnie already left ye.
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