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Science Daily website reports this scientific discovery. Bats have an unusual mammal response to viruses they encounter; they don’t get sick to fight the virus like the rest of us mammals do. Instead they act as a kind of long-term host for viruses. A bat is a repository of the viruses it has encountered in its batty life.

The viruses live inside bats in stasis, the viruses don’t die but they don’t increase, either. All is well and under control unless the bat gets stressed. Then a bat system can’t maintain the stasis needed to keep the virus at bay. That’s when virus multiplies inside the bat, eventually sickening and killing the bat. While it is sickening, the bat sheds virus. I suppose it sheds by breathing or pooping/peeing, though the article doesn’t say.

Stresses include loss of habitat, possibly other sicknesses we don’t know about – and the stress of being in a market. The act of catching a bat and keeping it in a cage is trauma to the bat (it would be to me, too). While the bat is caged, its immune system loses its careful balance and the bat can shed the diseases such as Covid-19.

One of the world views we humans need to get over is believing/assuming that animals don’t have emotions, or that whatever feelings they have don’t matter to us.

Bats are fellow creatures who become toxic when yanked out of their habitat.

BTW calling Chinese markets “wet” markets seems racist to me. These are farmers’ markets like we have. Wet means the food is local and washed (wet), not pre-packaged. Until I read otherwise, if I talk about these markets at all, I will call them local markets because that’s what they are.

I understand that the pathertic and wild creatures (cats and dogs, pangolins and bats) in cages to be sold for food are awful. But the term ‘wet’ isn’t about those animals, it refers to the process of buying unpackaged food. If we want to protest wild or “pet” animals being sold for food, let’s be specific about the animals and not denigrate the entire system of a local market.

https://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2020/05/200506133614.htm

 

I talked with Shontay yesterday. She’s my friend who is a single mother of four kids, ages 4-10, who is home with them through the upheaval of this pandemic.

This is the biggest stress in her life in the past weeks. She was raised by her mom and grandmother. Shontay was especially close with her grandmother, she learned many of her cooking and home-keeping skills by doing them with her loving grandma.

Shontay said this, “She made sure she was at everything I was in.”

Her grandmother is increasingly ill with Alzheimer’s dementia. The family knew at some point in the future they would need to move her to a facility; that moment is here now. Yesterday Shontay was going into Milwaukee to the home where her grandmother lives with Shontay’s uncle. They were hosting a small (about 10, including kids) family birthday party for their beloved grandmother, realizing this was probably the last they would have with and for her.

It is always hard to lose a family member. It’s even harder to slowly lose the person who was your path, your light, the smile that called you to stand up straight and be proud of yourself and do your best. When one grows up in a not-rich, urban neighborhood, the adults who believe in you and call you forward are treasures and it is wrenching to lose them.

The dad of Shontay’s two (awesome) daughters is a correctional officer in Milwaukee’s House of Corrections. Covid is rampant in the jail; he caught it and was out for three weeks. They are so short of staff that they called him to come back early. He tried but couldn’t get through his shift and had to go back home. He was finally cleared to return to work by the Army. Interesting that the army is stepping in to administer testing. Shontay says that he says that they try to keep inmates separated inside the jail, but it doesn’t work well.

Next week the daycare where her two boys (ages 4 and 5) go is reopening. Now it is up to Shontay whether she will have them go back. Shontay herself has asthma so this decision is ridiculously hard to make. If the boys go to daycare, Shontay could possibly return to her part-time job as a caregiver. But she is much more likely to get sick from her boys bringing it home.

This is the real time American situation she is in. She has enough income because both of the dads of her kids pay their child support and also help out with extra things as they can. But that income is stretched thin no matter how you look at it.

She has been taking the kids outside to play more. They girls are getting good at jump rope and hopscotch! The boys try but with much less finesse than their big sisters. I’m smiling as I sit here. These kids are all happy smiling kids. The little boys will hug anyone their sisters like; they are adorable.

Yesterday while we were working in the yard, Len glanced up and said something to the effect of “Holy Cow!” I looked up and pulled my phone out of my pocket and took photos. Len ran in the house to get his crackerjack camera – and by the time he was back the clouds were gone. Though later in the afternoon we saw more fantastic clouds similar to the noon clouds but without the iridescence.

Len has been following for years this website about clouds and light and the physics of these amazing sights. Click into it to learn and admire lots more! Mr. Cowley is an expert and he is in Great Britain. This is the conversation that happened:

Les Cowley

  Atmospheric Optics - www.atoptics.co.uk
  Optics Picture of the Day - www.atoptics.co.uk/opod.htm

From Len to Les Cowley:

On Thu, 21 May 2020 at 18:33

These were taken in Waukesha, Wisconsin, at about noon on May 21,2020.

 

From Les Cowley to Len:

On Thu, 21 May 2020 at 18:35

Many thanks.  The internal cloud structures are unusual, I will have to enquire what they are.

 

Later in the day, From Les Cowley to Len:

The bubbly cell-like clouds are altocumulus lacunosus, there is more about it on the following link

  https://cloudappreciationsociety.org/august-2016/

Ian Loxley of the Cloud Appreciation Society 
  https://cloudappreciationsociety.org

came up with that info.

They are unusual images and I would like to put them on my site. If that's OK I will let you know when it happens.

 

From Len to Les Cowley:

On Fri, 22 May 2020 at 15:09

Thank you! This is fascinating.

The clouds were unusual. It was a relatively clear, sunny day with several unusual white clouds moving fairly quickly across the sky. The interior structure was moving quickly, as though it was boiling up and rolling about itself inside. The iridescence was near the fringe and most visible when the cloud was close to the sun.

I have been a fan of your site for several years, and fan of unusual effects in the sky for even longer (especially since I saw an arc above the winter sun in Calgary in the early 70's - sadly, no pictures!).

I have attached the higher-resolution images. Please use the on your website. 4708 and 4709 are by Len Lamberg; 5896-5899 are by Mary Beth Danielson. Both pictures were taken at noon on 5/22/2020 in Waukesha, Wisconsin.

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From Les Cowley to Len:

Thanks for the higher res images. They are good because I shall crop and zoom in on the clouds.  I am not sure when the page will go up as I only change OPOD - Atoptics Highlights about once a week. Otherwise I get so short of time for other things!  Whatever, I will write.

Incidentally, your description tallies well with Ian Loxley's explanation.  Pockets of warm air boil upwards expanding and evaporating the cloud to form bubble like voids.

My own interest in atmospheric optics also stems from the 70s. In about '73 I was dragged out of the lab to see my first halo display.  Memory has it that there were arcs everywhere. I was hooked.

 Best..

Les

 

 

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It was my understanding that “wet markets” refer to the act of selecting a live animal, having it butchered right then and there and the body parts are literally everywhere along with blood. There are many wet markets in cities across the US.
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We are both right! This is from Wikipedia: A wet market (also called a public market) is a marketplace selling fresh meat, fish, produce, and other perishable goods as distinguished from "dry markets" that sell durable goods such as fabric and electronics. Not all wet markets sell live animals, but the term wet market is sometimes used to signify a live animal market in which vendors slaughter animals upon customer purchase. Wet markets are common in many parts of the world, notably in China and Southeast Asia, and include a wide variety of markets, such as farmers' markets, fish markets, and wildlife markets. They often play critical roles in urban food security due to factors of pricing, freshness of food, social interaction, and local cultures. Most wet markets do not trade in wild or exotic animals.

The cloud photos are quite lovely and I've never seen anything like them... It was delightful to see them after getting out of my acupuncture appointment and before dropping a bike off for a tuneup and tires... The three months of texting, emailing and phone calls with the new guy are progressing to Zoom now that he has an account... This is truly a weird time to be dating in this age ofsocial distancing... How is this going to progress and ultimately turn out is anyone's guess but so far it seems to be working from long distance... We'll keep working on it...
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You are on the cutting edge of the next epoch in human relationships!!

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Advent Light Post 12-4-2020

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I received this (above) lovely photo from Susan W of an old-fashioned city lamp seen through trees at night.

It made me recall the pix Karen P sent of her son and daughter-in-law at their wedding a few years ago. They lit and sailed paper lanterns propelled by small candles which (hopefully) flickered out when they flew high enough.

Which of course, reminded me of the paper lanterns at my kids’ wedding.

I don’t walk around noticing spheres and globes, but the image is just unusual enough to bring similar images to mind.

Advent Light Post 12/3/2020

The photo is Karen P's mom, Joan, who has been in quarantine in an assisted living residence since March. Her birthday party was a few months before all this began. Light for hope. Hope for light.

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Yesterday I wrote “I liked figuring out the best way to position my stance in order to frame whatever it was I wanted to focus on.”

Point of View. 

Advent Light Post 12/2/2020

Len has been taking photos since he was a college newspaper reporter/photographer; (University of Chicago and University of Calgary). He has photos that he took from Willis (it was Sears then) Tower while it was under construction. Len had a journalist pass so he called to see if he could “do a story” and they didn’t ask if he was 20 yet, so he got the gig. When (if) he finds those photos, I will put some here.

As long as I have known him, Len has owned a camera. I think we are now on #3. He brought to our marriage the tripod that he still uses.

Advent Light Post 12/1/2020

(The photo is of headlights making a dotted line on the cemetery fence.) 

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Oh that morning! Len drove us like crazy across Chicago to the hospital where we would birth our first child.  It was a very clear, very cold December morning, kind of like what’s outside my window right now. 

That same evening I was wheelchaired back out of that hospital. When the lobby doors slid open, the world had become night and the driveway vapor lights lit a blizzard of whirling snow.

It was a completely different world. Yes it was.

Advent Light Post 11/30/2020

Today is Len’s birthday and to celebrate being born on the last day of November in the upper Midwest, he is out on his bike right now. It’s spitting snow, there are 20-30mph winds, and the real-feel temp is 20. He has on both pairs of his bicycling pants. He also has a slice of pumpkin raisin Bundt cake (hmmm, I wonder who baked that) in his bike’s little trunk. 

Happy Birthday to the kind of guy who, when a girl invites him to attend the Sunday school class she teaches - comes to that Sunday school class. A rare man, indeed. 

Advent Light 11/28/2020

Tomorrow, Sunday, is the first Sunday of Advent. 

So first of all, like I said before, I’m preaching. I think you can listen to the whole service starting at 9:30AM, if you go to https://www.uniteduuc.org/ .  There is usually a link there that you have to click, when you click it, it says something about YouTube, so click that link, too. Otherwise, by Monday (maybe earlier, I don’t know who does this or when) it will show up on YouTube at United Unitarian Universalist, Waukesha, and my name.

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