James Bond and UM 01314

There is something that bothers me a lot lately (besides the current constant bullying through noises and pollution and everything here at the apartment). But is really hard to talk about since it's unbelievable even to me.

At the end of HS which in itself was an unbelievable adventure, with John Travolta, ONJ, Joe Dassin as class mates, others, (Jane Fonda as chemistry teacher by example) i went for the mandatory 9 months military stage. Though i had this fracture at 13 that does not allow me to freely move the left hand (60% mobility left in elbow articulation) i have been drafted and went with all my colleagues, future students at some of the sections of the Mechanical Faculty in Iași at Galați, where there was a tank regiment (UM01314, UM from Military Unit). We were told many times, everything there was a state secret, but i don't believe that is the case anymore, after 40 years. We were supposed to be trained as tank or tank platoon commanders (T55) but were organized as infantry platoons. We had a day lieutenant who was going home in the afternoon and his lieutenant (replacement, whatever) was one of us, by his first name Mugur (pronounced Moogoor, the word for bud in Romanian). However he looked older (not admitted the first time in college) and was enrolled in future evening classes so i didn't get to see it after that at Iași.

Nowadays after i got Amazon video and FLEX box from Xfinity i started to browse the free movies and ended up seeing some of the handsome Roger Moore (my childhood favorite actor) movies, including The Saint and some of the James Bond. However every time i looked at him i saw my ex platoon commander from 78-79. But Roger Moore was 50 at the time.

Mugur has been there alright every day from September to June, i saw him going to bed and waking up every day in that stinking dorm, ate the same crappy food, except for a 10 day "permission" in December, another short one in May and probably another 10 days one for him only as his function privilege. But when we were marching the 10 miles to the shooting range, we all spread after a mile or so so we could not see each other actually marching. And after December all the training slowed down and turned to long mornings of sleeping with our head on the benches or reading all kinda books that we were trading among each other while the lieutenant was teaching us tank mechanics, tactics and whatever strategy theory, Soviet style.

I remember one particular episode since. Due to my HS French teacher, "who went to study in France for 6 months after college" (in reality i think he was the French singer Hervé Cristiani) i memorized a poem of Baudelaire. One day i was reading from a bilingual French Romanian edition of Baudelaire when the good lieutenant "caught me" reading and called me in front of the class with that book. Then he opened it at the exact same page where that poem was and asked me if i knew that poem. I could not lie to him and i said yes and then he asked me to recite which at first i was reluctant and i think he ordered me to and everybody went in awe of course and since that day they started to call me Jean Georges (John George in French) and that was my name throughout college.

But wait there's more. One day "his sister" came to visit him. Don't know how "he managed" to bring her inside the dorm in the military base for us all to see her. She looked exactly like Maud whatever his partner in a James Bond movie. And the captain, the battalion commander over all 200 of us future students was a guy Mihai Oprea which now i think was the ex- King of Romania Michael (Mihai).

Don't know what exactly the expression is in English, but i've never been screwed in my entire life more than by these two guys.

Just remembered something. Firs three weeks we could not take a shower because the showers were broken as i can remember. As we were learning the infantry steps and moves whatever (i'm not familiar with these terms in English) a nail from the sole of one my shoes "grew" inwards. It took me weeks until i finally stopped complaining and just pulled it out of there.

Water Purification Through Infusion

Everybody has a natural repulsion towards the tiny bits of leaves or whatever you made your tea with. So if some end in your cup you will avoid to ingest those. It might be some hard coded ancestral reaction that dictates you to want to drink only clear water.

However there is more to it. Those leaves have fibers that absorbs toxins from water. So you don't want to ingest those after making your cup of tea when you separate the clear part with a stiff or use the little bag. For the minutes you leave the tea in the hot water, those leaves while eliminating the soluble part that gives color and taste also absorb unwanted toxins, like heavy metals and stuff like that. It may be one of the reasons herbal teas are good for sick people. It gives them an extraclean source of water.

For the last decades since i learn how to make pasta the original (Italian way) in Italy i've been thinking many times or almost every time i was making it. Italians use 10 times or more the amount of water necessary to cook the pasta. Probably because of thermal inertia. That is, you don't want the water to stop boiling when you put in the pasta and i bet it originated at high class restaurants. Pasta boils more uniformly and has less time to start dissolving and become mushy. Timing is more reliable. Other reasons.

As you already may have figured, there's a huge downturn. Because of the amount of water, nobody uses bottled spring water to cook pasta. Not even the sophisticated Italians. Tap water, we all now, corrodes the pipes, that may be made of high alloys that have heavy metals in maybe in the form of nano particles. Or at least the faucets which usually are made of high chrome alloys. I think it's already obvious but i'll state it anyways. In those ten minutes, your pasta will absorb not only water but the little amount of fiber present even in white flour may concentrate toxins that may be present in water and time release them in your gut.

I wrote this after Angela who was listening to Coast to Coast told me one dude came tonight with the idea that generally Italians over 65 have no immune system left because of eating so much wheat all their lives which i simply can't agree with (aligned with the current anti-wheat trend). All people on the planet eat about the same amount of wheat, though no other so much under the form of daily or twice daily pasta boiled in tons of water. Which BTW is not planet friendly either because of the energy required to boil that water.

And let us all not forget my first blog post ever. No need to read it, my English back then was... i don't know, less standard than today. I will bring in one of the important phrases:

"I found a while ago a strange idea on the web, as an important cause of the fall of the roman empire being lead poisoning from the plumbing."

It may have been one of the causes, now i believe the main cause may have been cutting the flow of gold from Transylvania which was an average of 200 tons a year for 169 years, after the invasion of Goths, Huns, Magyars, etc.. Which gold Romans used for imports they got addicted to which also attracted the warriors of Asia, ex-guardians of the silk road, that is Goths, Huns, Magyars etc..

(One may think 200 tons of gold is a lot to quarry and haul from Dacia back to Rome in those days. Here is a visualization of 1.6 tons of gold in the back of the truck and the equivalent in paper currency on the left).

And the turning of gold into lead.

Lined up

Getting out to me is just the beginning of a huge uninterrupted show, with actors and extras lined up, as many as possible not to raise suspicion. But nothing, nothing is random, just one scene after another suggesting this hole place is nothing but a huge film setup. Where are the cameras. I know on the streets there must bye those on the poles that have been left with enough security to be hacked and streamed on the dark web. Probably in the complex they have IP cameras at windows.

Today again i forgot my walking dumbbells and i just grabbed the camera and filmed/pictured when i got too mad to ignore. Not all of them of course.

I would start in the reverted order of pictures/videos on my phone.

This guys appeared in front of me out of nowhere. I mean he didn't squeeze or anything, it just flowed with the traffic. So the many others. Which suggest some app that coordinates the traffic for this purpose. Show on cameras on the freeway with LPN, stickers, brands and logos.

I could have pictured him when stopped at the intersection but didn't figure it until i was on the freeway at high speed. This is happening because of the huge amounts of smoke, probably marijuana i've been exposed to yesterday while cleaning. He slowed down for no apparent reason, a couple of times when i pulled the camera, maybe trying to make me bump into him while using the camera while driving. Yes i know no sense of self preserving, which means the car could have been self driven as i suspected many times. (Older car fitted with self driving systems of an unknown technology). Resolution came bad so i have to explain why i did it. It's a Honda CR-V with LN KPX. It has a soccer ball on it with some green tape on top figuring a mask. 2:35 PM, I5 South, Tigard.
Every time i approach an intersection a car, several, coming, going, with open windows. Because they have to slow down and i get to get real close to distracted drivers and passengers with potentially open windows.

Today i planned to create a onedrive account so i can save my videos at original resolution. During my trip today i shot a number of them trying to prove what's happening.

When is this going to end?

Last night i got really sick, or about to faint or worse.

Cigarette butts, dog poo (BTW there's one more with diarrhea i just saw and i have to pick up) on the other side of the building, breathing mole holes and a different kinda smoke (intermittent) next to siding on this side of the building. Mysteriously, i i plug the holes with my feet, the smell disappears. For a while or until they pop again. I figure someone let the moles do their job then throw some burning stuff in one of the galleries.

Sage construction came last spring, fixed some, broke some. One thing they did was a flashing on top of the meters on the other side of the wall. I have 6 smart meters on the side of the living wall. 5 years ago i figured no blue tooth device works inside the apartment if i don't cover the wall with grounded aluminum shielding (a piece of heat shield i bought at Home Depot).

There is a constant upward flow of air around the building due to the fact is heated. Air is pulled from ground near ground. Air with whatever comes from those holes. Mole poo smell. Mold. Occasionally smoke.

There is one pipe right under that flashing that comes from nowhere and goes nowhere. Moles are constantly digging around that pipe and is really hard to see the holes. Wondering why Sage did not remove that pipe.

Last fall i wanted to seal the area under the flashing. I wrote it all in a fb post. I used Flex Seal (yeah, as seen on TV). Big solvent smell inside our apartment and the one above. The next day, the guys from upstairs moved out. A whole summer-fall saga (season) ended (here an example). Her, i think i identified as actress who was most likely the main character in another whole summer saga, this time in Romania. Him, for convenience, could have been the young handy-man himself.

They had a dog who they rarely walked. Which means they were using a litter box. He was playing with the dog inside the apartment making huge noises. As a result or after of a "fix" done by the youngest maintenance tech, dust from the litter box somehow got inside their wall, ceiling and our wall. Finally made its way here through all kinda holes in the wall and cracks, making us constantly sick. They had a portable AC unit installed right on top of kitchen window that was vibrating the floor and walls all day long.

The new occupant upstairs is continuing their work. He has the in-wall heater under kitchen window on, and no others. Which means that one has to work overtime. Looking like a woman, he could be the other handy-man in disguise (the one with pony tail) and at times Chris Jacobson, the brainwashed androgynous ninja who thinks his enemies are his allies, with occasional guest stars, all using the same cars and identity (towards me).

Though i thought i know every inch of theses walls, yesterday i discovered 2 nail holes in top of Angela's desk next to window and 5 more pin holes in areas like on top of fridge.

Tonight i will attempt to seal the area under the flashing using clear silicone with some extension tips i bought on Amazon. The emissions, mostly ammonia, are minimal. Or maybe i should wait for one of the days when "she" is not home.

Respirația gastro-pancreatică

Și totuși nu am să las acest post nescris doar fiindcă nu sunt doctor sau măcar doctor de sport sau ceva de genul ăsta. Nu știu dacă există meseria de fiziologist. (Cred că da fiindcă google nu îmi subliniază cuvântul cu roșu). Eu cred că viitorul medicinei ar trebui început de la medicina celor sănătoși care merg puțin mai departe decât noi, adică medicina sportivă.

Am cunoscut odată un tip care a fost ciclist de performanță. Când "alerga" la un concurs, tur ceva, venea doctorul sportiv (Steaua) și îi lua seara o "analiză" adică puțin sânge și îi da a doua zi o biluță, o pastiluță făcută așa cu mâna care conținea cred eu mineralele lipsă. Pentru că în timpul orelor de "alergat", care puteau merge până la 10 în zilele acelea, tensiunea se menține la niște valori la care rinichii pompeză vrând nevrând toate mineralele din corp.

La 50 și omul avea gută. Picioarele se umflă și sunt dureroase. Guta este o acumulare urmată de cristalizare a ureei în picioare. Pentru că rinichii nu mai sunt capabili să o filtreze. Pentru că au fost prea mult chinuiți la viața lor. De unde rezultă că sportul de performanță poate fi și o tâmpenie.

Dar ce am vrut să spun. Am avut azi o idee, am căutat pe niște site-uri și nu am găsit ceva ce să pot pune la un loc în mod evident. Pentru că de multe ori cercetarea rezultă în confirmarea sau nu a unor idei, bănuieli, inspirații. Oamenii au avut idei, au căutat și au găsit niște răspunsuri. Dar nu cred că au avut ideea mea așa că nu găsesc direct rezultatele pe care le caut.

Ce se întâmplă. Toată lumea știe că stomacul produce acid clorhidric. Niște celule acolo pompează ioni de hidrogen și clor care se combină și formează HCl. Nici un secret până aici. Stomacul are o membrană groasă care este  protejată de un mucus și rezistă. Acidul are mai multe funcții în stomac. Contribuie la începerea digestiei, adică dizolvă chestii ca bucățelele mici rezultată din mestecare până la molecule. Reacționează cu minerale precum bioxidul de calciu și magneziu. Sterilizează alimentele. Dar acest amestec care coboară mai departe în duoden te-ar omorî într-o oră fiindcă intestinul subțire (numit subțire din cauza diametrului, mai mic decât al intestinului gros) este și subțire și în perete, toată lumea știe de la făcut cârnați de porc. Nu are acea membrană groasă (ca în ciorba de burtă) acoperită de un mucus.

Aici vine în ajutor pancreasul, un organ puțin înțeles de mulți. Pancreasul secretă exact opusul HCl, adică bicarbonat de sodiu. Adică ioni de bicarbonat în general care se combină cu ioni de sodiu și în final bicarbonatul de sodiu se combină cu acidul clorhidric din pasta alimentară care coboară din stomac și o neutralizează. Rezultă din reacție bioxid de carbon, care este absorbit din intestin înapoi în sânge și sare, care de asemenea este absorbită înapoi în sânge. Nimic nou până aici, doar poate ignorat.

Urmărește cineva? Ce se întâmplă cu acel bioxid de carbon care intră în sânge? Foarte simplu, se adaugă la bioxidul de carbon rezultat din metabolismul celular prezent în hemoglobină și este eliminat prin plămâni. Să fie asta una din cauzele somnolenței provocate de digestie? Adică organismul coboară metabolismul celular prin coborârea nivelul de insulină (secreția insulinei, a treia funcție a pancreasului, a doua fiind producerea celor trei enzime digestive iar prima producția bicarbonatului de sodiu pentru neutralizarea acidului gastric).

Ok dacă e așa, există oare și fenomenul invers, adică o creștere a nivelului de oxigen în momentul producerii acidului clorhidric precum și o scădere a bioxidului de carbon în timpul producției (secreției) bicarbonatului de către pancreas?

Foarte posibil, căci în ciuda tuturor diagramelor pe care le-am văzut astăzi, bilanțul general e așa. Acid clorhidric rezultă prin combinarea ionilor de clor și hidrogen. Clor nu există în sânge (nu poate exista în sânge în stare liberă sau ionică) decât ca și clorură de sodiul - sare. Prin descompunerea sării în ionii săi de sodiu și clor și combinarea clorului cu ionii de hidrogen rezultă acid clorhidric, iar sodiul rămas trebuie să meargă la bicarbonatul de sodiu eliminat în pancreas pentru neutralizarea acidului clorhidric.

Hidrogen poate rezulta și din bicarbonat dar și din apă. Există în sânge bicarbonat (H2CO3) ca rezultat al metabolismului dar și pentru echilibrarea ph-ului dar nu prea are sens să scoți hidrogen din bicarbonatul din sânge fiindcă schimbi balanța și devii... mă rog, acid ca în acidoză diabetică.

În orice caz. Se poate crea o ridicare a nivelul de oxigenului în sânge prin pomparea hidrogenului în stomac (pentru a se combina cu clorul rezultat din disocierea sării).

Imaginați-vă acest scenariu. O persoană în stare de flămânzire (înainte de masă) se enervează sau se stresează. Se știe că în acel moment crește aciditatea stomacului fără a exista în stomac alimente pentru a fi digerate. Este oare posibil ca asta să fie o funcție fiziologică pentru scăderea bioxidului de carbon împreună cu o ușoară creștere a nivelului de oxigen, care să dea un plus de... reacție la stres, adică alertă?

"Hydrogen ions are generated within the parietal cell from dissociation of water. The hydroxyl ions formed in this process rapidly combine with carbon dioxide to form bicarbonate ion, a reaction cataylzed by carbonic anhydrase (HCO3-)."

Nu știu dacă acest ion de carbonat ajunge în sânge sau se poate disocia cu eliberare de oxigen sau poate atrage în mod catalitic un hidrogen din apă, dar în mod evident, producerea ei rezultă în scăderea bioxidului de carbon din sânge. Cel puțin tranzitoriu, până când acidul din stomac ajung în duoden și ciclul se închide, cu neutralizarea acidului și ajungerea înapoi în sânge a bioxidului de carbon și clorurii de sodiu. Deci organismul "împrumută" o cantitate de bioxid de carbon din sânge pentru a crea un surplus de acid clorhidric în moment de stres.

http://www.vivo.colostate.edu/hbooks/pathphys/digestion/stomach/parietal.html

Toată lumea știe că nimeni nu poate trăi fără oxigen mai mult de câteva minute, iar coma sau leșinul intervine la 1-2 minute pentru scoaterea din circuit al unui mare consumator, creierul.

Există persoane care își pot ține respirația până la 20 minute, și asta nu poate fi explicat doar prin folosirea cantității de aer reziduale din plămâni (cred eu). Probabil un truc ce implică o creștere treptată a stresului, cu producerea oxigenului din apă și pomparea bioxidului de carbon în secreția pancreatică. Chestia ține până aceste două se recombină.