Health, Medical, Science

Mindfulness

WELL-BEING & MENTAL HEALTH

Mindfulness

I ran a series of tweets on mindfulness over the past 10 days on the social media networking site Twitter. I have listed here in consolidated form, from the earliest to the most recent.

Attached below is a link that will display the content in PDF format.

Extracts:

‘The experience of people who practise mindfulness is now being backed up by science. Within the past few years, neuroscientists have been using MRI technology to look at the brains of people who meditate. The results have been fascinating.’

‘Mindfulness training draws on the ancient traditions of meditation and yoga, often incorporating insights from modern medicine and psychotherapy.’

‘Buddhist thinkers have taken great interest over the centuries in the way the human mind works.’

‘In the 1990s, mindfulness took a quantum leap into the world of mental health and psychotherapy when three leading psychologists from the UK and Canada developed Mindfulness-Based Cognitive Therapy (MBCT) as a treatment for people with a history of recurrent depression.’

‘Mindfulness can help us to cope better with a range of conditions including chronic pain and heart disease. It has been shown to strengthen the immune system, improving our responses to illnesses ranging from flu to psoriasis and even to HIV.’

The range of content shared can be viewed here (PDF format) > MINDFULNESS

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Arts, Books, Society

Book Review – Manual For Survival: A Chernobyl Guide To The Future

LITERARY REVIEW

Intro: Thirty-three years on, the radiation from Chernobyl continues to affect us. Four-times deadlier than Hiroshima, it may even be responsible for the rise in cancers and auto-immune diseases. Chernobyl could still be killing us.

AT A BORDER CHECKPOINT between the U.S. and Canada in 2017, American homeland security agents stopped an articulated lorry for a vehicle routine check.

Running a Geiger counter over its trailer, they were alarmed to discover a “radiating mass” was pulsing inside. This could be the border patrol’s worst nightmare: a “dirty” nuclear terrorist bomb.

But when they inspected the contents, all they found was fruit. The emitting radiation stemmed from a crateload of blueberries, picked in Ukraine.

Since official U.S. government thresholds for permissible radiation in fruit are surprisingly high, the cargo was deemed safe and the lorry was waved on its way. Yet, some of the blueberries were in fact way above official levels and therefore not safe at all.

To understand why is to discover that 70 years of atomic tests and nuclear accidents have flooded markets around the world with toxic food.

Kate Brown’s painstaking investigation into the Chernobyl disaster and its aftermath might be the most plausible conspiracy theory you’ll ever read.

Manual For Survival argues that presidents, military chiefs, government mandarins and official scientists have all failed to face a basic truth for decades: nuclear radiation is really poisonous.

 

THAT ought to be obvious to anyone, but, rather than deal with the facts, those in charge have buried their heads in the sand and refused to take any responsibility.

The pretence began with Hiroshima, and the first of two atomic bombs dropped on Japan at the end of World War II.

Concerned that nuclear radiation would be condemned as a type of chemical warfare, and thus morally repugnant, American General Leslie Groves, head of the Manhattan Project, which developed the atomic bomb, told journalists that it was simply a very powerful conventional weapon which inflicted serious burns over a wide area.

Even U.S. army medics were fed this lie. They were baffled that American troops doing reconstruction work in Japan’s devastated cities continued to suffer unexplained burns – symptoms, we now know, of radiation poisoning.

The explosion at the Chernobyl nuclear power plant near the city of Pripyat, in Ukraine, on April 26, 1986, was the worst atomic disaster in human history, equivalent to four Hiroshimas.

The book describes it vividly – “the thick concrete walls wobbled” . . . “the blast tossed up a concrete lid the size of a cruise ship” . . . “plant worker Sasha Yuvchenko watched a blue stream of ionising radiation careening towards the heavens”.

According to official Soviet figures at the time, the death toll was 54 – a gross underestimate – made up of mostly firemen and soldiers who sacrificed their lives to get the blaze under control.

The author reveals that Soviet doctors advised workers on nuclear clean-up duty at Chernobyl to drink vodka throughout the day. It stimulated the liver to cleanse the body of radiation, they said.

Brown’s research, conducted over a period of four years and drawing on 27 archives in Europe, the U.S. and the former Soviet Union, estimates the actual death toll at up to 150,000 in Ukraine alone over the past 30 years.

Even today, the Russian government does not acknowledge this, and there have been no official investigations.

Many were children. Thyroid cancer in young people was rife after Chernobyl, a medical fact that even the Politburo in Moscow could not fully explain away (though the official version was that fewer than 100 children were affected and they were easily cured).

Very high levels of radioactive iodine were among the toxins released in the blast. The human body craves iodine, which is absorbed through the thyroid gland; children process it especially quickly if their levels are low.

So, one simple remedy, effective if not failsafe, would have been for the government to issue safe iodine supplements to everyone at risk. This wasn’t done, partly because almost no one in the Soviet Union, from the Kremlin down to the local hospitals, had any idea how to deal with radiation poisoning.

After all, its effects had always been downplayed, ever since Hiroshima.

And they still are downplayed. When the Fukushima Daiichi nuclear power plant was hit by a tsunami in 2011, causing a meltdown in three reactors, the Japanese response was as inadequate as the Soviet government’s 25 years earlier. Safe iodine, for example, was not distributed.

The leaves that fell in Ukraine’s capital Kiev in autumn 1986 ought to have been treated as hazardous nuclear waste and buried.

The soil had absorbed so much radiation that a government pamphlet suggested, in a low-key way, that mushrooms should not be eaten.

The meat from cattle, sheep and pigs fed on local vegetable produce was also dangerously radioactive. But rather than waste so much food, the Soviet ministry decided to send it off across the USSR, so that every citizen shared in the tribulations of Chernobyl by consuming a small, “safe” amount of irradiated meat. That’s Communism in action.

It might seem so callous as to be unthinkable. But Brown warns that the same thing still happens with much food that reaches the West. After Chernobyl, radiation spread on the wind. It was quickly detected as far away as Sweden. And it lingered.

Today, much agricultural land in Ukraine and beyond is still affected. And so is the produce. But why waste it? If a batch of fruit is “hot”, it can be mixed with other fruit until the overall radiation reading is within so-called safe limits. That’s how a consignment of blueberries could be mistaken for a dirty bomb.

Brown speculates that radiation poisoning, not only from Chernobyl but from numerous other nuclear leaks and many hundreds of atomic explosions, may be responsible for the rising incidence of cancers and autoimmune diseases.

“Few people on earth have escaped those exposures,” she concludes.

Whilst this book doesn’t have all the answers, it does, without doubt, ask the right questions.

The biggest of all, is: why does no one want to face the lessons of Chernobyl?

– Manual For Survival: A Chernobyl Guide To The Future by Kate Brown is published by Allen Lane for £20, 432pp

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Arts, Drama, Screenplay

Body of Evidence: No Day At The Beach

SERIES: CRIME FILE INVESTIGATIONS

. Intro & Preamble Note: ‘Body of Evidence’includes cast and personnel list/glossary of terms

A series of crime scenes that will require the reader to apply their forensic skills in solving the mysteries.

Burton read the print-out from the gas chromatograph/mass spectrometer and nodded. The two samples he had submitted to the machine for analysis were from the steering wheel and driver’s seat of Charlotte Haney’s car. What was left it, anyway. A 250-foot fall into a ravine full of boulders tends to do more than scuff the bumper.

As he expected, the samples were identical, with high amounts of zinc oxide and titanium dioxide. Burton made his way back to the interview room and entered to find Detective Frank Gibson questioning Ted Haney, Charlotte’s husband and the only witness to the accident. Gibson was a bully and had a reputation for getting confessions before the crime lab could even sweep the scene. He claimed it saved him paperwork. Burton didn’t particularly like his methods, but he saw their usefulness in some situations. Burton had a bit of a reputation himself; something to do with not liking bullies and lazy detectives.

“I already told you,” Ted spluttered. “She got into the car to get the camera, and it started rolling. She was leaning in through the door of the backseat, so she couldn’t tell the car was moving, and – ”

“At what point did you start to push the car?” Detective Gibson interrupted. “Or did you just knock her unconscious and take your time rolling it over the cliff?”

“Hold on there, Detective,” Burton said. “Mr Haney is a witness, not a suspect. If he becomes a suspect, we have to bring in the really bright light and crank the thermostat up to 110 degrees. You know that. Look at him, he’s already sweating.”

“What’s your problem, Burton? Did you run out of pink outline chalk or something?” Gibson said with a sneer.

“Don’t worry,” Burton said as he sat down. “I finished your hopscotch squares first.”

Before Gibson could think of a retort, Burton handed Haney a paper towel, then took it back when the man had finished wiping his face and hands. He leaned back and put it in the rubbish bin, but not in the rubbish bag. Instead, he placed it in an evidence bag he had taped to the inside rim before Haney had entered the room. He closed the evidence bag, and handed them to Gibson.

“Here, Frank. You always talk about how you want to clean up this town. Start with this room.” Gibson looked as though he’d rather put the bag over Burton’s head, but he snatched it away and slammed the door.

“Mr Haney, you said that you and your wife spent the morning and early afternoon at the beach, then stopped on the way home to take some pictures from the lookout. Charlotte drove the entire time?”

“That’s right,” Haney said. His reddish face indicated to Burton that Haney wasn’t too concerned about getting sunburned. He recounted the entire story, obviously shaken by the event and needing to talk it through.

As he listened, Burton peered into his file at the accident photographs, careful to keep them out of Haney’s view. Charlotte’s body, also tanned and sunburned, was damaged beyond recognition. However, with Ted at the scene as the accident occurred, no body identification was necessary. After 15 minutes, Gibson returned and stood behind Haney. He had a print-out in his hand, the results of the crime lab analysis of the paper towels. Gibson gave Burton a slight shake of his head. There was no zinc oxide or titanium dioxide on the paper towel Haney used.

Burton closed the file folder. “OK, Mr Haney, I just have one more question. Where is Charlotte now, and why does she want us to think she’s dead?”

How did Burton know?

Solution No Day At The Beach.

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