Deepak Chopra discusses genes and DNA with Dr. Rudolph Tanzi, Harvard neuroscientis/geneticist.
So I guess consciousness is encoded in the DNA too. Even though the body dies, the genetic message is passes on to the next generation with some recombinations from mom genes and dad genes. Human beings used to be short-lived and had children as soon as we were biologically able to do so. Now it seems like the more educated want less kids (if any) while those without the opportunity or desire to pursue a lot of schooling continue to have many children. Some people say that intelligence is being negatively selected. That doesn't really mean anything because the way it's going (hopefully), more education will become available to more people in the world, so in 30 years maybe university education will be free to everybody in the world. Also, super-smart parents don't necessarily always produce smarter kids (although if they have lots of children than the chances of some of them being super smart might be quite high).
I'm wondering if the DNA that drives some people to keep pursuing further education, to be obsessed with wellness (exercise, yoga, cleansing, life balance, meditation etc) have genes that are so selfish they just want to keep improving themselves and live on forever rather than recombine into the next generation? What I mean is, raising children takes time away from continuous improvement and education of the parent, so these people have lower desire to have kids?
What I'm speculating is totally unscientific (ie. no supporting evidence). I'm just curious because I find it fascinating that I have all these weird thoughts while a lot of people I know just ponder about what they're going to do the next day. If I can have less of these weird thoughts, I might be more productive at work. I do find some yogis with fascinating thoughts too though, and that makes me happy I'm not the only weirdo out there :) I really celebrate those who think differently from the norm.
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Saturday, April 2, 2011
What is consciousness?
A conversation topic came up at dinner with geeky science colleagues about a future of uploading human consciousness to a computer or a robot body as a way of living forever. I guess non-yogis and non-dancers -- basically people who are not intimately in touch with their limbs -- still think of their bodies as a vessel that serves to transport the brain from place to place. They think of the organic flesh and blood as a burden and would happily replace them with robotic body parts instead, thinking they will serve as enhancements, allowing them to move faster and better (I am not sure if athletes are willing to take enhanced robotic limbs if it'll improve their performance. I suspect some might).
So, what exactly is consciousness? Can it be separated from the neurons and get "uploaded" into a machine? Before I started yoga I did a variety of sports and exercises for the purpose of health, ie. if I don't exercise regularly then fat will accumulate in my blood vessels; my body will get stiffer and I'll easily injure myself doing simple every-day life activities (eg. carrying grocery, catching a bus, trying to reach something from a high shelf, etc). I guess if physical health is the only reason that we exercise, then replacing our aging flesh and bones with robust machine parts can indeed be a viable option.
But wait a minute, even assuming consciousness can be separated from the body, would my consciousness want to live in a machine? We've evolved to derive pleasure from eating and the human touch. I suppose one can implement artificial tongue and skin (and even the equivalent of sexual sensory organs if you will) on the robot so that pleasure can be maintained, but would life still be the same? Now, as yogis, we have learned to savor the sensations from the inner parts of our body as well: the expansion and of the lungs as we inhale; breath leaving the nostril as we exhale; we have learned to use rhythmic breathing to calm our anxiety and the busyness of our thoughts. Transporting our consciousness to a machine solves the problem of aging bodies, but how does it deal with our messy consciousness and subconsciousness?
I suppose if we can pull consciousness out of the brain, it should also possible to sort out our thoughts before we upload it to a machine. But what would a sorted mind look like conceptually? Would it be like a file cabinet where each thought has been given a label and sorted alphabetically (and by color, by size, plus some other classification scheme)? Are emotions part of our consciousness? If we remove all of our emotions and feelings would we think more clearly? Would that still be considered as living?
Maybe I've gotten less imaginative, or maybe I'm too caught up on the details, but I can't imagine a good life living inside a machine. I guess if I became quadriplegic then I wouldn't mind getting replacement limbs that my brain can control again. However I'm not sure what total body replacement will "feel" like (am I too attached to my central nervous system and my breath now that I've become a yogi?). The technology of an artificial heart is already available, which means that some people are currently walking around with a machine controlling their blood flow, ie. they live without heart beats. That's such a strange concept to me!
I think people who think that uploading their consciousness to a robot, or even the internet is an appealing idea to extend life may not be intimately in touch with their bodies (which tend to be true for intellectuals and those who are happy with desk jobs as a career). But then again, I am not 80 years old with a broken hip. However, by the time one reaches 80, it's not just the body that deteriorates; the mind deteriorates too, as a result of agin neurons. So, if we want to transfer our consciousness to a medium that's more superior than our organic flesh, is it best to do it when we're in our 20s? But that's when our bodies are at their prime. So... this would be an option only for the handicapped and people who hate exercising and doing sports? Too many streams of thoughts going on in my mind right now.
What are your thoughts on the concept of consciousness? If you can somehow pull it out of your brain and transfer it somewhere else (or into someone else), would you do it?
So, what exactly is consciousness? Can it be separated from the neurons and get "uploaded" into a machine? Before I started yoga I did a variety of sports and exercises for the purpose of health, ie. if I don't exercise regularly then fat will accumulate in my blood vessels; my body will get stiffer and I'll easily injure myself doing simple every-day life activities (eg. carrying grocery, catching a bus, trying to reach something from a high shelf, etc). I guess if physical health is the only reason that we exercise, then replacing our aging flesh and bones with robust machine parts can indeed be a viable option.
But wait a minute, even assuming consciousness can be separated from the body, would my consciousness want to live in a machine? We've evolved to derive pleasure from eating and the human touch. I suppose one can implement artificial tongue and skin (and even the equivalent of sexual sensory organs if you will) on the robot so that pleasure can be maintained, but would life still be the same? Now, as yogis, we have learned to savor the sensations from the inner parts of our body as well: the expansion and of the lungs as we inhale; breath leaving the nostril as we exhale; we have learned to use rhythmic breathing to calm our anxiety and the busyness of our thoughts. Transporting our consciousness to a machine solves the problem of aging bodies, but how does it deal with our messy consciousness and subconsciousness?
I suppose if we can pull consciousness out of the brain, it should also possible to sort out our thoughts before we upload it to a machine. But what would a sorted mind look like conceptually? Would it be like a file cabinet where each thought has been given a label and sorted alphabetically (and by color, by size, plus some other classification scheme)? Are emotions part of our consciousness? If we remove all of our emotions and feelings would we think more clearly? Would that still be considered as living?
Maybe I've gotten less imaginative, or maybe I'm too caught up on the details, but I can't imagine a good life living inside a machine. I guess if I became quadriplegic then I wouldn't mind getting replacement limbs that my brain can control again. However I'm not sure what total body replacement will "feel" like (am I too attached to my central nervous system and my breath now that I've become a yogi?). The technology of an artificial heart is already available, which means that some people are currently walking around with a machine controlling their blood flow, ie. they live without heart beats. That's such a strange concept to me!
I think people who think that uploading their consciousness to a robot, or even the internet is an appealing idea to extend life may not be intimately in touch with their bodies (which tend to be true for intellectuals and those who are happy with desk jobs as a career). But then again, I am not 80 years old with a broken hip. However, by the time one reaches 80, it's not just the body that deteriorates; the mind deteriorates too, as a result of agin neurons. So, if we want to transfer our consciousness to a medium that's more superior than our organic flesh, is it best to do it when we're in our 20s? But that's when our bodies are at their prime. So... this would be an option only for the handicapped and people who hate exercising and doing sports? Too many streams of thoughts going on in my mind right now.
What are your thoughts on the concept of consciousness? If you can somehow pull it out of your brain and transfer it somewhere else (or into someone else), would you do it?
Gmail Motion
If this technology were real, Google would be contributing to health care in a major way. Everyone would get their 30-min per day of exercise just by answering emails, and all desk job workers would suddenly see a reduction in back and neck pains. Chiropractors and pharmacies would see a drop in their business.
I'm overdue for a yoga class.
I'm overdue for a yoga class.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Back!
Thoughts after 1 week away from my blog:
- It was tough, but probably wouldn't be as tough as an attempt to leaving Facebook for 1 week
- I ended up doing more tweeting on thoughts on yoga
- I sort of succeeded in resisting to read people's yoga blog, but probably only because I don't have a neat one-stop shop Google Reader set-up
- I couldn't resist going to Elephant Journal to get my "fix" on yoga-related articles
- I saved a little bit of time, but I still found other ways to procrastinate.
Conclusion:
It's not about cutting down blogging time or blog reading time. It's about getting my mind to focus so I don't substitute one time waster for another :P
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Asana progress: my teacher got me to bind in Yoga mudra! I just decided to grab my toe on one side (instead of the usual elbow hugging), thinking the other side will have to wait another 6 months, and then the teacher came and connected my other hand to my other toe, just like that. That was ridiculously easy. Ok maybe not that easy. Maybe I just have high pain tolerance. Actually, it wasn't even painful. I just got a little scared because I thought it should have been painful (something wrong with my injury -> pain feedback system?! Talk about paranoia).
I'm learning that I like to set unfounded artificial boundaries, rules and limits for myself.
"I'll get hurt if I dare to try this pose"
"There's no way I can do this pose because my arms aren't strong enough"
"I can't do yoga two days in a row because my body can't handle it"
"I can't try this activity because it's too challenging for me and my parents wouldn't approve"
"I shouldn't try x because I risk losing a/b/c/d/e/f/g"
There are people out there who need parental / societal / legal restraints or they will harm others or themselves. For me, my own set of rules can be much stricter than the ones enforced by law (or by physiological limitations).
Something to ponder about and try to break free from. I've got the rest of my life to work on this one.
- It was tough, but probably wouldn't be as tough as an attempt to leaving Facebook for 1 week
- I ended up doing more tweeting on thoughts on yoga
- I sort of succeeded in resisting to read people's yoga blog, but probably only because I don't have a neat one-stop shop Google Reader set-up
- I couldn't resist going to Elephant Journal to get my "fix" on yoga-related articles
- I saved a little bit of time, but I still found other ways to procrastinate.
Conclusion:
It's not about cutting down blogging time or blog reading time. It's about getting my mind to focus so I don't substitute one time waster for another :P
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Asana progress: my teacher got me to bind in Yoga mudra! I just decided to grab my toe on one side (instead of the usual elbow hugging), thinking the other side will have to wait another 6 months, and then the teacher came and connected my other hand to my other toe, just like that. That was ridiculously easy. Ok maybe not that easy. Maybe I just have high pain tolerance. Actually, it wasn't even painful. I just got a little scared because I thought it should have been painful (something wrong with my injury -> pain feedback system?! Talk about paranoia).
I'm learning that I like to set unfounded artificial boundaries, rules and limits for myself.
"I'll get hurt if I dare to try this pose"
"There's no way I can do this pose because my arms aren't strong enough"
"I can't do yoga two days in a row because my body can't handle it"
"I can't try this activity because it's too challenging for me and my parents wouldn't approve"
"I shouldn't try x because I risk losing a/b/c/d/e/f/g"
There are people out there who need parental / societal / legal restraints or they will harm others or themselves. For me, my own set of rules can be much stricter than the ones enforced by law (or by physiological limitations).
Something to ponder about and try to break free from. I've got the rest of my life to work on this one.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Time to get un-stuck
Happy Super Moon day!
Step 1: Clear brain of negative, turbulent and anxiety-causing thoughts with sound therapy.
Step 2: Get myself a massage appointment to build some happiness and positivity.
These were both unplanned but they happened in that order anyway. An acquaintance of mine is studying to be a massage therapist so I volunteered myself to be practiced on for a discounted price. Super tough favor, I know. What an awesome friend I am to agree to this arduous endeavor :-) I was expecting nothing more sophisticated than a superficial swedish massage, maybe even some awkward pressure applications that would be more uncomfortable than relaxing. Turned out only a few month into his studies, this friend's skills have already surpassed some of the licensed massage therapists I've previously visited. Score for me! And I want my money back from these licensed professionals, because some of them really didn't put what they learned at massage school into use at my sessions!
After my surprisingly awesome massage session (in which some of my muscles/fascia might have been rearranged/realigned.. so sore right now), I went out and bought myself a meditation cushion set, in preparation for the Vipassana retreat that I plan to do right after I graduate (an odd grad gift to myself, I know). I was planning to get a zafu at this well-known all-things-spiritual store, but on the way there I stumbled upon this other nice little Thai shop where the price of a gorgeous zafu + zabuton set was the same as just a plain zafu at the bigger store. However, I didn't leave empty-handed at the all-things-spiritual-mother-ship store either. I came across a book on-sale called "Stuck - Why We Can't (or Won't) Move on" by Anneli Rufus and bought it immediately.
Here's an excerpt from the book:
"In lands of plenty, in the lap of luxury, in the fast lane, we're stuck doing -- over and over -- things we do not want to do. Stuck in places we do not want to be. Stuck with people we do not want to see. Stuck with stuff. Stuck without enough. What irony. You and I will almost surely never be sold into slavery. Those days are gone. We will not become indentured servants, will not be shanghaied and dragged off to sea, locked in the hold, hands chained to oars. We were not betrothed at age ten. That's stuck.
In all of history, no population anywhere has ever been so free as we.
And yet -- somehow we all feel stuck."
That's what I was feeling half way through grad school, then I came across yoga, was happily distracted for awhile, until I got obsessive wanting to absorb all these new information that I was completely unaware existed before: theories behind each yoga asana, anatomy and psychological effects, the Bhagavad gita, Yoga sutras of Patanjali, etc etc. When I accidentally came across Tibetan Buddhism, that just opened a whole new can of worms. Given I don't plan to become the next John Friend or Sadie Nardini (I'm not even 1/10 as charming as these yoga super stars), nor do I have the faintest hope of ever coming close to becoming nearly as awesome as Pema Chodron, so why the hell am I trying to perfect my knowledge of all these spiritual teachings again?
I'm trying to get un-stuck. That's why I dove into all this yoga and meditation stuff. Except I got into my old pattern of hungrily trying to absorb all information for the pure sake of acquiring information. I've completely forgotten my original intention and purpose.
The same thing with the Japan nuclear power plant. I got obsessive with information gathering, reading up on experts' explanations of how a nuclear plant works, closing following the progress of the Fukushima workers, as well as all the conflicting analyses of the situation provided by various so-called experts from various countries, patting myself on the back for understanding the basics of nuclear reactor diagram, forgetting that I will neither be able to build a nuclear reactor nor come up with a solution to solve the problem at hand even if I fully internalize every single detail of the over-simplified layman's diagrams provided by the media.
I got stuck and I lost the point of why I do the things I do.
I think that accidentally getting a brain-cleansing and subsequently gaining happiness + positivity with awesome body work provided me the foundation to thinking clearly again. Some fresh ideas came into mind and I've re-gained some motivations.
1. As much I absolutely enjoy reading all of your blogs (they have been the highlights of my day for the past few months), I'm going to have to refrain from reading yoga blogs for awhile. Initial goal = 1 week. Let's not get overly ambitious here :)
2. I'm going to stop blogging for 1 week too and see if I can get more done at school, as well as freeing up more time to do some home cleaning.
There's no way I'm going to cut back on yoga. 3 times a week seems pretty minimally acceptable for maintaining my basic fitness, my prana, and my meditative mind. I will however attempt to eliminate reading any yoga-related writings or watching any yoga-related videos for a week. I will also give my pretty meditation cushion a try.
If this little experiment works out, I will report the details of my success here. If I can make it for longer than a week, more power to me. If it completely fails (ie. I accidentally find myself 1 hour into reading Elephant Journal articles Monday morning), um, I may or may not admit my failure here. We'll see :D
Adios for now and see you all very soon. Best of luck with your yoga practices and your pursuits for liberation/enlightenment :) Please keep on blogging though (I will enjoy going through your posts again when I succeed in getting un-stuck), unless you also feel that taking a break from blogging will benefit you somehow.
Step 1: Clear brain of negative, turbulent and anxiety-causing thoughts with sound therapy.
Step 2: Get myself a massage appointment to build some happiness and positivity.
These were both unplanned but they happened in that order anyway. An acquaintance of mine is studying to be a massage therapist so I volunteered myself to be practiced on for a discounted price. Super tough favor, I know. What an awesome friend I am to agree to this arduous endeavor :-) I was expecting nothing more sophisticated than a superficial swedish massage, maybe even some awkward pressure applications that would be more uncomfortable than relaxing. Turned out only a few month into his studies, this friend's skills have already surpassed some of the licensed massage therapists I've previously visited. Score for me! And I want my money back from these licensed professionals, because some of them really didn't put what they learned at massage school into use at my sessions!
After my surprisingly awesome massage session (in which some of my muscles/fascia might have been rearranged/realigned.. so sore right now), I went out and bought myself a meditation cushion set, in preparation for the Vipassana retreat that I plan to do right after I graduate (an odd grad gift to myself, I know). I was planning to get a zafu at this well-known all-things-spiritual store, but on the way there I stumbled upon this other nice little Thai shop where the price of a gorgeous zafu + zabuton set was the same as just a plain zafu at the bigger store. However, I didn't leave empty-handed at the all-things-spiritual-mother-ship store either. I came across a book on-sale called "Stuck - Why We Can't (or Won't) Move on" by Anneli Rufus and bought it immediately.
Here's an excerpt from the book:
"In lands of plenty, in the lap of luxury, in the fast lane, we're stuck doing -- over and over -- things we do not want to do. Stuck in places we do not want to be. Stuck with people we do not want to see. Stuck with stuff. Stuck without enough. What irony. You and I will almost surely never be sold into slavery. Those days are gone. We will not become indentured servants, will not be shanghaied and dragged off to sea, locked in the hold, hands chained to oars. We were not betrothed at age ten. That's stuck.
In all of history, no population anywhere has ever been so free as we.
And yet -- somehow we all feel stuck."
That's what I was feeling half way through grad school, then I came across yoga, was happily distracted for awhile, until I got obsessive wanting to absorb all these new information that I was completely unaware existed before: theories behind each yoga asana, anatomy and psychological effects, the Bhagavad gita, Yoga sutras of Patanjali, etc etc. When I accidentally came across Tibetan Buddhism, that just opened a whole new can of worms. Given I don't plan to become the next John Friend or Sadie Nardini (I'm not even 1/10 as charming as these yoga super stars), nor do I have the faintest hope of ever coming close to becoming nearly as awesome as Pema Chodron, so why the hell am I trying to perfect my knowledge of all these spiritual teachings again?
I'm trying to get un-stuck. That's why I dove into all this yoga and meditation stuff. Except I got into my old pattern of hungrily trying to absorb all information for the pure sake of acquiring information. I've completely forgotten my original intention and purpose.
The same thing with the Japan nuclear power plant. I got obsessive with information gathering, reading up on experts' explanations of how a nuclear plant works, closing following the progress of the Fukushima workers, as well as all the conflicting analyses of the situation provided by various so-called experts from various countries, patting myself on the back for understanding the basics of nuclear reactor diagram, forgetting that I will neither be able to build a nuclear reactor nor come up with a solution to solve the problem at hand even if I fully internalize every single detail of the over-simplified layman's diagrams provided by the media.
I got stuck and I lost the point of why I do the things I do.
I think that accidentally getting a brain-cleansing and subsequently gaining happiness + positivity with awesome body work provided me the foundation to thinking clearly again. Some fresh ideas came into mind and I've re-gained some motivations.
1. As much I absolutely enjoy reading all of your blogs (they have been the highlights of my day for the past few months), I'm going to have to refrain from reading yoga blogs for awhile. Initial goal = 1 week. Let's not get overly ambitious here :)
2. I'm going to stop blogging for 1 week too and see if I can get more done at school, as well as freeing up more time to do some home cleaning.
There's no way I'm going to cut back on yoga. 3 times a week seems pretty minimally acceptable for maintaining my basic fitness, my prana, and my meditative mind. I will however attempt to eliminate reading any yoga-related writings or watching any yoga-related videos for a week. I will also give my pretty meditation cushion a try.
If this little experiment works out, I will report the details of my success here. If I can make it for longer than a week, more power to me. If it completely fails (ie. I accidentally find myself 1 hour into reading Elephant Journal articles Monday morning), um, I may or may not admit my failure here. We'll see :D
Adios for now and see you all very soon. Best of luck with your yoga practices and your pursuits for liberation/enlightenment :) Please keep on blogging though (I will enjoy going through your posts again when I succeed in getting un-stuck), unless you also feel that taking a break from blogging will benefit you somehow.
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Brain cleansing by sound vibrations
So the past few days I was pretty distressed because the Japan nuclear plant situation kept getting worse and worse, despite the workers' best efforts. The fact that the news reporting were so confusing that the company was hiding some details and wasn't telling the public the whole truth. In addition, my family seemed to worry more about their own well-being than those who are physically in Japan. On top of that, people's irrationalities in general also got on my nerves. I mentioned I needed a meditation retreat, to get rid of my distressed thinking.
Well, right this moment I cannot get away on a trip, so I've been playing my Sanskrit chant CDs in my car and at my computer at school, which has helped a little bit but doesn't seem to be enough. Thankfully, the universe heard my distress call and helped me out today. I was feeling crappy this afternoon and didn't really want to go to yoga after school (Note: this could have been the result of too much drinking for St. Patrick's Day the previous night rather than what I wrote in the above paragraph, but fact is, I was feeling crappy). Luckily, I still dragged my ass to yoga class anyways and it was the best thing I could have done for myself. This particular yoga teacher decided to play the crystal singing bowl during savasana, and oh man, it felt like I was given a luxury brain massage + cleanse. The sound went in from one year, and out the other ear, kind of circulated (rather loudly) in and out of my head a few times, and really cleared up all my distress and jumbled thoughts that have been weighing me down. I don't know how to describe the exact sensation, but the effect was equivalent to shoving a towel from one ear through the head and out the other ear, and giving it a good tug back and forth as if shining my brain like it were a leather shoe. Or, converting the inside of my head into a vigorous laundry machine using Tibetan singing bowl vibrations. Yes, it felt as dramatic is I'm trying to make it sound. Whatever the mechanism, it worked wonders. If I tilt my head and hop on one leg right now, all the distressful thoughts and unnecessary worries would probably fall out of my ear in broken pieces, along with the broken up ear wax bits :P
So while I don't feel completely at peace yet (ears still feel a little tender) I certainly feel like I've experienced an awesome mind-cleanse. My distress and anger and yucky feelings seem to have gone out the window. I need to kidnap this teacher and make him play the singing bowl whenever my thoughts spiral out of control, or it might be easier (and more legal) to just learn more about Tibetan singing bowls, possibly learn to play one myself (no idea how much it costs and how difficult it is to operate.. does it work on the person who's playing the instrument?)
Thank you Universe for answering my call and making me feel better. I hope you will answer our prayers and help out the Japanese people too. Any signs of kindness would be helpful and appreciated.
Well, right this moment I cannot get away on a trip, so I've been playing my Sanskrit chant CDs in my car and at my computer at school, which has helped a little bit but doesn't seem to be enough. Thankfully, the universe heard my distress call and helped me out today. I was feeling crappy this afternoon and didn't really want to go to yoga after school (Note: this could have been the result of too much drinking for St. Patrick's Day the previous night rather than what I wrote in the above paragraph, but fact is, I was feeling crappy). Luckily, I still dragged my ass to yoga class anyways and it was the best thing I could have done for myself. This particular yoga teacher decided to play the crystal singing bowl during savasana, and oh man, it felt like I was given a luxury brain massage + cleanse. The sound went in from one year, and out the other ear, kind of circulated (rather loudly) in and out of my head a few times, and really cleared up all my distress and jumbled thoughts that have been weighing me down. I don't know how to describe the exact sensation, but the effect was equivalent to shoving a towel from one ear through the head and out the other ear, and giving it a good tug back and forth as if shining my brain like it were a leather shoe. Or, converting the inside of my head into a vigorous laundry machine using Tibetan singing bowl vibrations. Yes, it felt as dramatic is I'm trying to make it sound. Whatever the mechanism, it worked wonders. If I tilt my head and hop on one leg right now, all the distressful thoughts and unnecessary worries would probably fall out of my ear in broken pieces, along with the broken up ear wax bits :P
So while I don't feel completely at peace yet (ears still feel a little tender) I certainly feel like I've experienced an awesome mind-cleanse. My distress and anger and yucky feelings seem to have gone out the window. I need to kidnap this teacher and make him play the singing bowl whenever my thoughts spiral out of control, or it might be easier (and more legal) to just learn more about Tibetan singing bowls, possibly learn to play one myself (no idea how much it costs and how difficult it is to operate.. does it work on the person who's playing the instrument?)
Thank you Universe for answering my call and making me feel better. I hope you will answer our prayers and help out the Japanese people too. Any signs of kindness would be helpful and appreciated.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Words of support and gratitude
I have to share this with you. I don't know if the workers at the Fukushima nuclear plants will actually get to see this page but it made me tear up (in a good way) when I read it: http://morgsatlarge.wordpress.com/support-our-heroic-engineers-2/
It's a site set up for people to express their gratitude and support towards the workers at the nuclear plants who have chosen to stay and deal with the nuclear crisis, knowingly exposing themselves to unhealthy radiation dosages. I hope the engineers will have a chance to read these messages at some point.
It looks like the helicopter-water bombing effort was ineffective but at least there's a power cable connected to the site, which means there's hope they can begin pumping water to cool down the fuel rods again. Finally some positive progress. I'm praying for things to work out from now on!
It's a site set up for people to express their gratitude and support towards the workers at the nuclear plants who have chosen to stay and deal with the nuclear crisis, knowingly exposing themselves to unhealthy radiation dosages. I hope the engineers will have a chance to read these messages at some point.
It looks like the helicopter-water bombing effort was ineffective but at least there's a power cable connected to the site, which means there's hope they can begin pumping water to cool down the fuel rods again. Finally some positive progress. I'm praying for things to work out from now on!
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