Archive for December, 2007

Some rambling till I post my next blog…

December 18, 2007

I haven’t written in quite some time… finals had consumed my life for a few weeks. But I’m back! I’m working on a more complex blog at the moment, although until I’m done, enjoy this appetizer:

While watching ESPN coverage of the Mitchell Report with my boyfriend, Bob, he mentioned something that I had never really thought of: Think of the millions of dollars funding dozens of scientists to find a way to detect HGH in humans… imagine if that was all directed toward cancer research.

Man. Good point, Bob.

While I was flipping through a weekly magazine that my sister receives in school, an article titled, “Smell This” caught my attention. The article was about posters advertising the new film, Mr. Magorium’s Wonder Emporium. A new product developed by scientists from the company, Scientisphere, has allowed advertisements to be printed in scented ink. Advertisers have taken advantage of this development with the logic that scent is so closely tied to memory that ads using this new ink will have a leg-up in the consumer’s mind.

Again, how much funding was put into this product that could have possibly made a difference in Alzheimer’s, Cancer, or AIDS research?

I guess this is just some food for thought. Think of all the major product lines (Nike, iPod, Ford) that spend millions every quarter on advertising. Think of the gajillion, bazillion dollars being spent on a war in Iraq.

Now think of the quality of our VA hospitals.

I’m not even going to delve into issues like public housing, public schooling, national health care, etc. I doubt many can argue with finding a cure for cancer or treating our veterans to the treatment they deserve while in the hospital. I suppose this is more of an ethical question rather than a political one, but it’s becoming a rather tiring sight for me.

Our money has become so misguided and misdirected.  I just don’t understand how we can continue to be so selfish and so self-centered- so oblivious to pain and ignorant to suffering. What’s the solution? Is there a solution? Is this merely my bleeding heart idealism taking over my rationality? Has my young, untainted hopefulness rendered me completely unable to see reality?

I dunno. Criticism welcomed, encouraged.