It’s been a long week, and I’m looking forward to a fine dinner and some postprandial Beerenauslese. Let’s celebrate the Slate stats for yesterday and today with a cat.
And don’t worry—I’ll be here all week, folks!
h/t: Diane G
Beerenauslese! I haven’t had that for years. Somewhere along the line it seems that we just stopped getting a good supply of German wines over here.
Most shared at Slate! Conga rats! Hopefully, they’ll see the dollar signs and commission even more essays from you.
It’s about damned time….
Can’t think of a better essay to be top-o’-the list. Way to go, Ceiling Cat!
Agreed…I am very happy about that.
All I can say is OOOMMM… ;)
You mean “Nommmmm”?
Did you click on the link?
Yes–now I did. I think a cat would meditate with nommmm, though.
Bloody well done.
The cat’s friday tuna has been served and a toast must be in order.
Tuna on toast?
Sure — why not? I’ll drink to that!
After a vicious battle over who should get the last can of tuna, I finally caved.
The Dark Lord clearly felt the meal belonged to him and who am I to refuse his will.
Only on the weekends though… no need to get chubby. :-)
Of course, the easy solution to that is to buy more tuna before you run out. Your Dark Lord is probably wondering why he can’t find any good minions….
He is good at staring at me with a look of utter disapointment.
Better go shopping tomorrow…
Nobody can do the Look of Utter Disappointment like a cat whose dinner is late or other than expected….
Excellent! I fine antidote to this piece of ignorant tripe I just read on Slate.
Well…that’s interesting… :)
Link took me to something on gonorrhea – was that the intent?
Yeah… the reason I was calling it ignorant tripe was that the thing described by the Spokane paper, and reported on by Marcotte as “golly gee… they should be doing this nationwide!” has really been standard operating procedure, instituted in the 40s. She would’ve known that had she bothered to look up relevant info before writing the blurb for Slate. I don’t mind so much that it’s not general knowledge, but it just bums me out when people who get paid to write about stuff don’t even bother to spend even a few minutes at Google U. The piece could have been refocused to say: “amazing that this practice is being done so rarely in some places that it qualifies as news” — and springboarded into a more serious piece about our failing infrastructure, or comparisons with our neighbors to the north with their Canada Health cards and ubiquitous partner notification services. Instead, it qualified only as a curiosity-chuckle piece. Grr.
IIANM it’s always been policy to have some “official” notification to partners when an STD (sigh–always behind the times–STI is new to me) is diagnosed. Just not necessarily from a social worker.
(Although I seem to recall some incredible move to change that policy when HIV met the PC crowd? You would know, Stephen.)
Oh yeah… me has direct knowledge about that one. From our not-so-lofty perch at our local health dept. we watched the nationwide paradigm of contact tracing get eroded to the point that the buy-in to the system across the country went from minimal to practically non-existent. We received virtually no paper from out of jurisdiction, and the tons that we sent out of jurisdiction never came back to say what had happened (regarding follow-up of contacts to STI).
(they say STI now, to acknowledge the fact that the problem is infections, not disease per se – since so much of it is asymptomatic. I feel for the editorial staff of the journal “STD”, though… that’s gotta suck.)
So–classic SNAFU, then. Well, I guess privacy is more important than life-or-death…
Thanks for the STI info–now if I can only remember it.
I still have an inordinate fondness for “VD”. …classical Roman reference and all. The holiday reference. Yep. I simply adore VD.
Ah, those were the days!
If’n yer interested, I thought I’d include a couple (brief) pieces that highlight the troubles that cropped up in VDland. An editorial and a briefer PDF after my boss took an early retirement / was forced out. It’s just to show that your perception that HIV did the enterprise in was right on the money.
Any technical journal article that starts with a Doors quote attracts my attention. :D
What a frustrating field to work in this must be!
Frustrating, yes. If you want to see frustrating, see our publications on that site having to do with AIDS in Africa. (you can read the synopses starting with publication #90)
You might see a pattern there. The mainstream has been wrong about HIV transmission since about the time I got into this business (1988). (A lot of epidemiology is crappier than we’d all like to believe, I’m afraid… not just HIV).
Glad to see the stats!
I saw the cutest and friendliest kitty at the local pet store that helps shelters adopt them out. Kitty was so friendly. I wish I weren’t allergic.
A link to your article is also on the front page of Arts and Letters Daily (http://www.aldaily.com/) under the Nota Bene column.
I no longer have the capital for beernauslese’s… I once visited Schloss Johannesberg vineyard and picked up a 1971 beerenauslese. Alas I held on to it too long and when opened, it was on the decline. It was nice, but I had better (The J.J Prum Wehlener Sonnenhur 71 auselese was sublime, and I had dozen of those) The Canadian eisweins are exceptional but can be quite pricey too.
Three spots ahead of Rob Ford and his voracious appetite, nicely done.
Postprandial! Do I detect an echo of Chris Sherman’s Cascades food review in the Flat Hat?
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