"Everyone's a genius,Sticks and stone may break my bones,Hippocratic oath, seems more of a hypocritical oath..." 'Obama the Dog' (Serious sundays) Blog # 353-355

 Welcome to 'Serious Sunday's,' similar to your Sunday newspaper being bigger and fuller than the rest of the week, Serious Sunday's acts in much the same giving you more for your buck with multiple posts every Sunday on dakinetalk! (Blogs #353-#354-#355)

Obama the dog is our guest blogger for the day, her dad James "Kimo" Rosen helped with this guest blog submission. Obama currently resides on the cosmic island of Kaua'i and enjoys following her master along side his bike and chasing chickens. She is also the best friend of the guy who publishes this blog.   Enjoy. Blog #353

The Internet has changed my life and my belief it has changed every-one's life that has Internet access...

We can look up symptoms of any ailment and try to self diagnose, we can find the origins and side effects of any pharmaceutical drug, we can find numerous alternative health care remedies for every disease under the sun.

We can read thousands of newspapers, talk about every TV show and ask our computer questions and actually get answers. Encyclopedia's are no longer needed since any subject can be looked up on Google or many other search engines.

The average person has access to unlimited medical issues, legal, issues, business issues ,and anything the mind can think of.

Teenage boys no longer need to buy magazines with naked pictures of woman and hide them under the bed or in between a Mad magazine or sports illustrated. There is unlimited free porn on the Internet, a teenage boy's dream cum (sic) true.

We can now talk computer to computer via web-cams on skype for free, just like in the old Jetson's cartoons, but a reality. We can witness news while it is happening and watch many meetings political and otherwise in real time via live streaming.

We can participate in weddings, funerals and holidays via live streaming and no need to travel thousands of miles to witness family celebrations and reunions.

Recipe books are no longer needed, we just type meatloaf into a search engine and there are literally ten's thousands of recipes.

Facebook, twitter, My-space, skype and blogging has made the world a different place. There is so much more than what I have mentioned but basically the computer and Internet age has made everyone a potential genius, a potential pervert and a potential loner, even a potential comedian with forwarded jokes from friends.

40 years ago when I was a senior in high school there were no microwave ovens, no VCR's, DVD's, answering machines, voicemail, computers, digital camera's, phones that are capable of everything, HD TV, devices that give directions such as Map-quest and GPS devices. I have only mentioned a few inventions of the top of my head that the world relies on.

What will be in the next 40 yearss...

"Sticks and stone may break my bones, but names will never hurt me, or will they?  Blog #354

Society dictates we can no longer say the "R" word, it is not politically correct. The 'N 'word has been taboo for years unless of course your black and you are given diplomatic immunity and can use the word. Black comedians use the 'N' word all the time, does this mean that people who are mentally challenged can use the 'R' word but the rest of us cannot?

What about the 'H' word that is used as often as kimchi on the Hawaiian islands, should we start to say 'H-word 'when referring to Haole?

Whether it's an 'F-bomb', the 'N' word, the 'R' word, the 'H' word it's all dakine, or should I say it's all 'D-word.'

All I can say is 'WTF,' and what ever happened to the old childhood wisdom of, "sticks and stones may break my bones but names will never hurt me, or will they?

"Whatever ever happened to the Hippocratic oath, seems more of a hypocritical oath....   Blog #355 

 Dr. Rofgoff accepts, medicaid, medicare and cares for his patients...
Locating a doctor who takes public insurance proves difficult in isles." This was a recent article in the Honolulu Star Advertiser.

http://www.staradvertiser.com/news/20110718__Locating_a_doctor_who_takes_public_insurance_proves_difficult_in_isles.html
According to this article half the state of Hawai'i is either on medicare or medicaid, "There are 204,491 Medicare beneficiaries in Hawaii and about 267,000 Medicaid recipients." With the state of Hawaii's total population approximately one million, that only leaves the other half to pay the rack rate per each doctor visit. It seems all most doctors care about is all the mighty dollar, whatever ever happened to the Hippocratic oath, seems more of a hypocritical oath.

We need a system of National insurance where every man woman and child is insured, similar to Canada's. It's time for our politicians to come to a decision that benefits all Americans when it regards health. It's ironic when prisoners of war and those incarcerated have better medical care than law abiding citizens.

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"Please be my friend..." James "Kimo" Rosen (Shabbat Saturday's)

Welcome back one of my favorite blogger, me! :D)  Shabbat Shalom, enjoy a day of rest...

They call themselves the Roving Rabbi's and are on Kaua'i for the next two weeks! They say enjoy the day of rest! Shalom or as Jews in Hawai'i say, "Shaloha."

Facebook has become an obsession of mine, I use Facebook primarily to promote my daily blog; http://www.dakinetalk.blogspot.com/  . I used to be cautious and knew all my friends personally on Facebook and could never figure how or why someone could have 600, 800, or even 2,000 or more friends.

In the right hand corner of every Facebook homepage, there is an icon of people you may know, it shows your current friends, friends of friends and their friends that may be friends with others. (Got that?) All you need to do is click on these rotating names and ask them to be your friend. I literally have hundreds of names since everyone one of your friends has friends, so all their friends are potential friends, it's a giant pyramid of potential people to call friends,

I now have 40 new friend in less than twenty four hours and don't know one of them personally, however I am hoping for a few of them to start clicking on http://www.dakinetalk.com/  . Not only may the  blog get more hits, but I now have bragging rights to say I have close to 300 friends, although I don't know most of them. Sometimes your best friends may be people you never met, this way there are no fights, animosities or drama, Facebook really isn't so bad after-all, or is it?  Will you be my friend, please!?

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"Laughter and Tears..." 'Michael A. Herr' (Aloha Friday-4)

My favorite fiction writer Michael Herr is back as our guest blogger for this Aloha Friday. Michael's blog's seem to get better each week and dis (sic) week is no exception. If you enjoy reading entertaining and exciting fiction check out Michael's website at: http://www.michaelherr.com/    

"Laugh and the world laughs with you. Cry and you cry alone." An old English proverb, fleshed out more completely by Ella Wheeler Wilcox in her poem "Solitude".

There is so much truth in Wilcox's poem. When we are happy, when times are good, everyone is our friend, and everyone wants to share in our happiness. But when we are sad, when times are bad, friends seem hard to come by.

And yet both emotions are beneficial to us. For example, laughter has healing powers. Some people, and I am one of them, believe that the very act of laughing can help cure disease. Laughter, really hearty laughter, does so much for a person both physically and mentally. It relaxes you, it boosts your immune system, it triggers the release of endorphins (the body's natural feel-good chemicals), and it increases blood flow which helps protect your heart. If you are stressed, a good bout of laughter relieves your tension and your stress leaving you relaxed long after the laughter has subsided.

Besides the physical and mental benefits of laughter there are social benefits. Shared laughter attracts others to us, strengthens our relationships with them and helps us to bond with those others. Laughter defuses tense situations and reduces conflict. I've often thought that perhaps all soldiers should be issued Groucho Marx masks to wear into combat. Fighting might be reduced to the use of pillows and pies.

But what about crying? Are tears so bad? Which is worse, crying because of something terrible that has happened to you, or holding in those tears, smothering the suffering that you feel?

"Big boys don't cry." Many men have heard that so often while growing up that they have completely submerged their emotions. As a result they can no longer cry— nor can they rejoice. Because tears often come along with happiness too. How many people have cried upon the birth of a child? Cried with joy and wonder. At weddings people cry, both from sorrow at losing a child, and from joy at seeing two people joined in marriage.

So many people have cried upon the death of a loved one. And their tears were from sorrow, but sometimes also from relief that their loved one's sufferings were over.

To laugh. To cry. To do both is to be human. To do both is to open yourself to Life. To do neither is to shut yourself away, to reject Life.

So whatever comes your way today, be it laughter or tears, embrace it and embrace Life.
Mahalo.                                               http://www.michaelherr.com/



" A Bit of Political Humor..." 'Chester Lau' (Facetious Thursdays)

Chester Lau, a.k.a (Unc) lives in Honolulu Hawaii. He is a retired cinematographer and is back as our liaison jokester guest blogger for another 'Facetious Thursday'

One day a florist went to a barber for a haircut. After the cut, he asked about his bill, and the barber replied, 'I cannot accept money from you , I'm doing community service this week.' The florist was pleased and left the shop. When the barber went to open his shop the next morning, there was a 'thank you' card and a dozen roses waiting for him at his door.

Later, a cop comes in for a haircut, and when he tries to pay his bill, the barber again replied, 'I cannot accept money from you , I'm doing community service this week.' The cop was happy and left the shop. The next morning when the barber went to open up, there was a 'thank you' card and a dozen donuts waiting for him at his door.

Then a Congressman came in for a haircut, and when he went to pay his bill, the barber again replied, 'I can not accept money from you. I'm doing community service this week.' The Congressman was very happy and left the shop.

The next morning, when the barber went to open up, there were a dozen Congressmen lined up waiting for a free haircut.

And that, my friends, illustrates the fundamental difference between the citizens of this country and the politicians who run it...

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"True Love..." 'Harmony' "Harmonic Wednesday's"

It's 'Harmonic Wednesdays' once again with guest blogger Harmony from the foothills of Kapolei on the west side of the island of Oahu.

Harmony's crayon art representing, 'Holly the Collie.'

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This is a story about a dog who taught me the true meaning of love. This happened when I was a little girl, although we didn't have a dog then because both my parents worked and didn't think it was fair to the dog to leave it home alone all day. They didn't want a latch key dog. My parents wanted a dog almost as much as I did, and the good news was that although we couldn't have a dog of our own, we were able to borrow our neighbors’ dog.

They had a dog named Holly. She was called that because she popped up out of a box when they unwrapped her on Christmas morning. She was a collie. So, that made her Holly, the Collie, and she was as big and beautiful as Lassie! So, we became her second family; her hanai family (which in Hawaii means an unofficial adoption). Sometimes she visited us by herself, and other times she dragged her original family along. We had all the fun of having a pet without the responsibility except when they went on vacation, and then we took care of her.

We did things together. One time we took her to visit my dad in the hospital. Of course, Holly had to remain in the parking lot, but my dad waved to her from the window. “Hi, Holly,” he shouted. He could see her, but I don’t think she could see him from the tenth floor!

Another time, Holly was visiting, and I was making cookies. I thought it would be a special treat to let Holly taste the batter. She seemed to like it. Later that evening, Holly’s real owner, a girl about my age named Mindy was over as I was serving the cookies. I said to her, “Guess what, Mindy! When I was making the cookies, I let Holly taste the batter!”

“How did you give it to her?”

“I let her lick the spoon.”

“And what did you do with the spoon after?”

“Uhhh, I stuck it back in the bowl.”

“Ooh, Ooh!!! Dog spit cookies! Oooh!!!”

Needless to say, no one would eat my cookies, but that was OK. More for me and Holly!

It was because of this incident that I learned Holly liked sweets, or certainly, that I enjoyed sharing them with her. There was another occasion when someone in my family had celebrated a birthday, and there was one slice of cake left over. I planned to have this piece for myself. I took it out of the frig, and it looked scrumptious! It was white, vanilla cake with pink, peppermint icing adorned with red roses created out of frosting. It looked too good to eat, but I planned to eat it anyway! I could smell the sweetness, and my mouth was watering. I envisioned myself tasting it and feeling the texture of the cake in my mouth. Then, I imagined it melting and mixing with the creamy icing. I fancied what it would feel like to swirl this sweet substance around with my tongue. I was practically drooling!

But then I saw Holly looking at me with those puppy dog eyes. “Woof, Woof!”, and I knew right then that I was going to give her that last slice of cake! So, I let her have it, and she was in doggie heaven! I had no regret over giving it to her although I had been savoring the idea of tasting it myself. As a matter of fact, I felt nothing but joy as I watched her gobble it up! And that was when I realized the meaning of true love. True love is when somebody else’s pleasure brings you greater happiness than your own, and that is what Holly taught me. That happened many years ago, and Holly, the Collie, is long gone, but her memory lives on as sweet as that last slice of cake!
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"Magic Afoot flies above..." 'Susana Summers' (Cosmic Tuesdays)

You may ask, WHO? Guest blogger Susana Summers is back for another cosmic journey in her life, we are now calling Tuesday's, "Cosmic Tuesday's." Ms. Summers currently lives on the stupendous island of Maui. She resides A 'Shackteau'(sic) within a mango forest, bathes in waterfalls and although no 'Oprah' is constantly entertained by the drama of the forests inhabitant's, seen and unseen..

This is the actual photo of the owl in the blog. Photo by Susana Summers

I went for a walk this evening under the full moon. i do most every evening for you see my cat thinks shes a dog and requests walks morning and evening. especially when the moon is full. the cloud patterns were breathtaking and mesmerizing, a mixture of the stationary ripply kind of clouds that i learned their name as a child yet forget now, and the usual big puffy trade wind clouds, with the full moon in the picture. wow!

The winds were very strong this evening, not appealing for a little cat with past life memories of being Mary Poppins, so looking out for her best interests, i offered a different route through the wind protected mango forest beside. she asked to be carried and together we entered the majestic mango forest. on our way we heard a rustle in the bushes, loud enough to be a large feral cat or even a small dog.

She squirmed to jump out of my arms but i held tight, her protectress (sic) i am. i shone the light of the flashlight toward where the noise came from. i still couldn't make out what it was and it continued its rustling in the bushes, when all of a sudden it spread its wings, and the white owl took flight off through the trees and into the night.

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"Hot Flashes..." 'Judith Whitehead' (Inspirational Monday's)

Inspiration Mondays are back with guest blogger Judy Whitehead, this blog is about something I will never experience but know that many woman reading this will empathise with Judy.  Enjoy.

The M word… no, not marriage…we have all heard it spoken so loosely but never has it taken on such meaning as it does at this very time in my life. I have looked ahead to this day that someday I would join the ranks of “older women” and their problems, but this term has taken on new meaning since it has landed close to home. Of course 55 is the new 45, and I am trying to convince myself of that these days, when these strange feelings overtake me during the day. I have always been a “warm feeling” person, never over dressing for the winter and waiting until at least February to pull out the winter coat. As it looks now, I will never have to put on a winter coat again in Buffalo. I have enough heat coursing through my body to warm an entire room at times.

Being able to juggle 10 things in my mind at once has been my strong-point through my entire life. I now seem to be able to juggle only 5 things at a time and hope I don’t forget anything along the way. How could a simple word like “hormone” cause such havoc on a persons’ being.

I am convinced that no one can empathize with you unless they too have started this stage in their life. When asking a professional how long these “symptoms” can last…I was given a very vague answer. There seems to be no time frame to this part of a woman’s life. These symptoms can last months to years; not exactly what I wanted to hear.

The 50’s have brought many positive things into my life; among them are wisdom and experience and now “hot flashes” or the “vapors” as referred to in the past, will be added to the list. I suppose I will have to endure as there is no other choice; I hope other family members will “endure” along with me as they don’t have much choice either.

And so, I will start another chapter of my life that I am sure will pass quickly also; one can only hope. I will look forward to the chapters about to start in the future, and save money on winter clothing this coming season as I will certainly not need as many of them.

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