Nora's blog

The FPD also comes in blue.

Let me begin by saying that I think there’s one thing everyone on both sides of the FPD debate can agree about: Dae Jang Geum is a totally awesome show.

 

I was checking in with some favorite blogs this morning, and through a thoughtful post by Lisa Factora-Borchers at Flip Flopping Joy and My Ecdysis, was referred to this

"[Ted Kennedy] never forgot the sheer terror and helplessness that any parent feels
when a child is badly sick; and he was able to imagine what it must be
like for those without insurance; what it would be like to have to say
to a wife or a child or an aging parent – there is something that could
make you better, but I just can't afford it."

Previous guest-poster, CA patient and fan, and blogger extraordinaire, brownfemipower (bfp) is hosting a read-along/discussion of Noodles over at the Detroit Community Acupuncture website.  

 

Several things I’ve heard in the past week have made me want to piggyback on what Moses says in the previous post.  The first was that in conversation with another (non-CA) acupuncturist chum, he said in part, regarding NADA: “anyone can induce a relaxation response with acupuncture.” 

Hey kids!  Did I ever tell you about the time that an introvert moved to a new town where she didn't know anyone and tried to start a high-volume-dependent business in the dead of winter? 

I came across this article this morning and just had to share:

http://www.nytimes.com/2008/11/27/fashion/27SKIN.html?pagewanted=1&sq=sp...

Sure, it makes my day to read about cabbies getting 15-minute qi gong treatments between fares (really!?), and I love the name "Ebenezer Eyelash."  But what's really interesting to me about this article is how familiar it feels. 

One month ago, I left my beloved partners and patients at Grassroots Acupuncture Project in sunny, breezy, affluent Santa Cruz to follow my sweetheart to hot-and-sticky, broke-down-but-beautiful Detroit. She got a good job teaching here, and I was excited to move back to Michigan, where I grew up, and where my family still lives. They’re all several hours away, though, and we don’t know anyone in the city, and have been feeling sporadically lonely. We also don’t have any TV reception in our apartment. So, last Thursday, we headed over to a BBQ restaurant/karaoke bar in Eastern Market to join several thousand other folks to watch Senator Obama give his historic acceptance speech.

I want to talk a little bit, in honor of International Workers’ Day, about class and classism. I notice that every now and then, in the posts or in blog responses, that protests are raised in response to the idea of using class analysis as a lens. I’m actually really curious about the discomfort and distaste some people feel in response to the term “classism.” Since an analysis of classism was a major driving factor in the formation of the elegant solution that is laid out in “The Remedy,” I think it’s useful to revisit from time to time.

Last night I was in the kitchen, cooking up some radicchio for dinner* (Liver loves those bitter chicories!) and listening to "Marketplace" on NPR. I don't know why, I sort of hate NPR and Capitalism, but I have a soft spot for "Marketplace." Maybe it's because they talk about international events and ecological issues through the lens of macroeconomics; I guess it's nice that they're not pretending that that's what the news is mostly really about. (And last night they really won me over by using New Order and Siouxie for their interstitial music.) Anyway, this show inclulded a commentator, Charles Handy, talking about the obsession businesses have with growth.