Archive - February 2010
You Have a Bad Case of Stockholm Syndrome – Part 1
On August 23rd, 1973 two machine-gun carrying criminals entered Kreditbanken at Norrmalmstorg in Stockholm, Sweden. Blasting their guns, a prison escapee named Jan-Erik Olsson announced to the terrified bank employees “The party has just begun!” The two bank robbers held four hostages, three women and one man, for the next 131 hours. The hostages were strapped with dynamite and held in a bank vault until finally rescued on August 28th.
What is Religion
Nothing gets people’s dander up faster than discussing religion. Everybody has a view, and all of them are right. My god can beat up your god is what it all boils down to, but people seldom look at it that way. We’re not hearing to change what you believe. We are here to keep you honest about what you believe.
Obscure Facts Seldom Come All At Once
One of the things about piecing together truths is, the facts seldom come all at once, and almost never in one place. We can spend what seems like an eternity looking for the missing piece of the puzzle and suddenly it presents itself in an obscure line of text in a book we found in the attic, or something we overhear in someone else’s conversation. There is a certain amount of serendipity in the process, and process is the right word.
The United States Honors Its Agreements
This coffee call is a free sample call. All coffee calls take place between real people who are asking real questions and having them answered in real-time. They are recorded and put to video so that you can see what is being discussed. These are real solutions to problems and explanations of the facts that can help you make sense of it all.
G.H.B. – My Tango with the Medical Mafia
It was the depression that woke me up to the fact I was now deep inside a medical rabbit hole. Let me really be blunt and correct myself by admitting it was the constant constipation that flushed me down the medical rabbit hole. My somewhat sympathetic female general practitioner asked if I had depression when I told her constipation was becoming a huge problem. Well, yes, I had to admit that depression was a factor too. In retrospect, it was a secondary factor as a result of constipation but yes, I was depressed.