Fukushima Fissile Meltdown Mass Now In The Water Table!

Marine biologist in Canada: Salmon species needs to be tested for radiation — Gov't doesn't want us to know
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Doctor near Tokyo attributes symptoms to radiation exposure: We have begun to see increased nosebleeds, stubborn cases of diarrhea, and flu-like symptoms in children
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I have to admit that I have very keenly watched the Fukushima situation closely. It's been rather distracting, though for reasons that even I find interesting in myself. Honestly, I don't particularly worry about the situation and my health, as there is simply nothing that I can personally do about it. We, as a collective humanity (if there is really such a thing as 'collective humanity' outside of pure thought and ease of reference in a definition of 'us') have allowed this to happen and now we have to accept the consequences. As a nuclear opponent since my ability to conceptualize the idea, and especially as a young man just beginning to understand my trade and reading articles connected with my trade in which some of the fabrication difficulties were brought to my personal attention, I have done little beyond bitch or sign petitions. I certainly have not stopped trains and been arrested over the issue, or offered my knowledge outside of casual conversation in response to what I may feel is the questionable 'necessity' of the power provided by these open-ended engineering problems.

The distractions range from confusion over my personal emotional reactions from the sympathetic and empathetic side of my nature, and a nagging annoyance, like having a rock in one's shoe that cannot seem to be found regardless of how many times that shoe is removed and emptied. Unlike the BP incident, where the technical side of the situation was a good learning experience to me, as I had little personal knowledge of the intricacies of oil wells, their geology, construction, and procedures, this is somewhat the opposite, as I have what I feel is a good knowledge of the engineering behind nuke plants. (As an example, I knew instantly with the reports of hydrogen explosions what contributed to those explosions and the seriousness of the situation to which they gave ample clue.) I'll admit that the conclusion that I've come to for the 'distractions' that I can't seem to overcome is, in reality, shock. I stand here in the rain on days that I work and know that the fallout has reached here, know that much of the scientific opinions regarding low-level exposure is simply wrong and that ignore the evidence of low-level contamination brought to us by the actions of the DOD and our allies in the use of DU munitions in the Middle East. I may lament how government-sponsored radiation monitoring has been compromised in our 'privatized' social environment. (I really try to ignore the conjectured spin alluded to or outright lying thought to surround the incident by many. Lack of information may be something to complain about, but there is certainly no lack of opinion on either end. That kind of talk, to me, has little use beyond the release of emotions.) Above it all, I try not to let frustration overwhelm me, and it may not in this instance. But beyond my empathy for living things, I find that strategy simply to mute and stun me. While I may be able to mitigate the frustration (though, to me, in a back-handed method), it is not really a good method for handling frustration well. You may know, if you think about, how poorly I handle frustration.

I cannot seem to allow what is happening around me, as with the Fukushima situation, to do anything but limit their impact upon my personal goals, such as the creativity that I jealously guard along with that creativity's products. (Though isn't what I'm saying here proof that my guard is still, even with my age, insufficient?) I can sometimes see how logic is used as a shield, and feel that it is no less subject to illusion or hubris any more than measured and experienced intuition can be. That each of these share such pitfalls shouldn't be surprising, if I'd given it some thought. I am, though, a great proponent of experience and intuition, have been for so long that I think that its innate to me, and will find contradictions everywhere I turn. That is unsettling, and I find the guard is constantly nervous in anticipation of the worst...

I've begun to think that I've lived in the city too long, or other thoughts equally as silly, though relevant, to my mind. I can easily take the wonder and even the gross destruction that nature, in its circular workings, gives to my observation. That circle is comforting philosophically, and has taken care of us forever. Nature is not open-ended, that I can see, while our little adventures can certainly be, and nuke power is, one large, ignored, open-ended question that is, in many respects, quite beyond logic without conscience, science, or engineering. Simply put, no one's been there before that we know of, and conjecture from any quarter is hardly reassuring to me. I've worked with engineers on prototypes and dreams, tried to show the designers 'wrong' and, not-so-humbly at times (in the brashness of my youth), failed what I think is probably half of the time in those endeavors. It maybe overreaching in application to any single situation, but any confidence that I have is tempered by that experience.

While I may feel some progress regarding my personal struggles, that progress is reflected in a lack of action or comment: that state of shock. And when something like Fukushima arises, challenges my passions, it points to nothing more than the personal dichotomy with which I've consciously tried to reconcile with an eye to balance. I may have been culturally conditioned to think of evolution as positive progression, but know that sometimes digression is a part of evolution also.

It's interesting that what came to me when cutting my hair was the death of the gods, that Dionysus had his locks shorn, and that bias with which the gods rule can end. How badly was I mistaken. Sometimes frenzy is required, as maybe in the Fukushima incident, and was the strategy employed by the Soviets for any success in dealing with Chernobyl. The situations may be so different as to make comparison questionable, but it does seem that the god will have his revenge upon those who ignore him, as predicted and portrayed throughout numerous genre and cultures. It's not a good thought to me that my only avenue to that god may have been the personal power that I possessed, that the personal power is what set me apart (like the length of my hair; was Samson much different?) and that I was much more comfortable walking that road. At least I try to keep destruction to myself and attempt to shield or apologize to the unwilling.