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Author Archives: Stephen Futterer
“Be KIND, decline…”
This story relates to events that occurred in Denver, CO on Sat Jan 11, 2020: It was a call weekend for me. I worked in-hospital from 9am to 7pm. The pace was generally brisk and the food pretty bad in the cafeteria, which closed at about 2pm, so I had loaded up on snacks. AContinue reading ““Be KIND, decline…””
“The Case of the Green Towel”
I spent a year working at Denver Health, a public hospital in Denver, CO, before moving back east during the COVID-19 epidemic. The radiology offices were fairly spartan and we shared adjacent bathroom facilities with the house staff that included showers. These spaces were generally clean and sanitary, but there was one unusual situation thatContinue reading ““The Case of the Green Towel””
Potent Quotables:
“I look at these people and can’t quite believe that they exist. Are they professional actors? I wonder. Or are they simply laymen who want a lot of attention? To put them in perspective, I think of being on an airplane. The flight attendant comes down the aisle with her food cart and, eventually, parksContinue reading “Potent Quotables:”
“Future Trump Monument”
“Mayday, USA…!!”
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“The Land That Lost Its Head”
It’s impossible to overstate the distaste I have for the American electorate right now. All of our guardrails have utterly failed in preventing this felonious, self-dealing, deranged, soul-rotted, maggot-brained sexual abuser from re-entering the White House. There are so many moral cowards and enablers who share this blame that I haven’t the time nor spaceContinue reading ““The Land That Lost Its Head””
“Music Everywhere…”
It seems that music underlies most things in this life. Even traffic. I once read that the universe gives off a low hum that corresponds to a Bb note, emanating from a black hole 250 million light years away (but it is inaudible at 57 octaves below middle C). God must play trumpet. And oneContinue reading ““Music Everywhere…””
“Rhymes of Hope and History”
The title of this blog post is a reference to the poem “The Cure at Troy” by Seamus Heaney. Its most famous fragment was quoted by Bill Clinton in 1995 at Derry/Londonderry, Northern Ireland during the ongoing peace process (the Good Friday Agreement came in 1998): “History says, don’t hopeOn this side of the grave.ButContinue reading ““Rhymes of Hope and History””
Great Exudations 