no shit, Sherlock

I know that every profession has them…
but these trade-journals of modern medicine have always made me wonder about the sanity of my once-chosen profession…

How can any physician not blush when reading a headline like this:

"Long-acting contraception linked to fewer repeat abortions"
“Women who use long-acting reversible contraception (LARC), especially intrauterine devices (IUDs), are significantly less likely have a repeat abortion, New Zealand researchers report.”

For a gynecologist, this reads like : “study confirms, having intercourse (SEX) causes pregnancy (INTRAUTERINE BABIES or IUBs).”

Of course there’s likely to be some vaguely reasonable explanation for this New Zealand study, but it’s really just priceless comedy material…
I could never read these silly headlines of Contemporary Ob/Gyn without cracking up…
unfortunately though, its NOT The Onion…
these guys mean Business!
pharmaceutical business, that is…

maybe the pharmaceutical advertisers who pay for these headlines think they sound professional…
it’s either that or they consider the intelligence level of the average physician to be in the 3rd grade range…

while it’s probably the former, I have to be honest…reading some of the on-line discussions other physicians have in a professional forum called Physician Connect makes me wonder that perhaps instead of skipping a grade or two, many of them might have skipped out on a few…

busy…

interesting how mother nature doesn’t have much regard for the signs and boundaries of men…
she just makes her own…
and guess whose prove more resilient…?

why, men…naturally!
beaver were rendered nearly extinct in new york…

when I first saw how their resurgence had changed the landscape of my parents’ farm, I wasn’t so sure I liked the result…
but that’s because I’m only human…

now, I’ve just gotta admire these little fuckers…
they’re the consummate Earth animals:
their building of dams is inherently Capricorn…
their amazing nocturnal work ethic is a Virgoan triumph…
and their snug wooden lodges, sensuous fur, and unfortunately sought-after scent glands are simple, Taurean facts…

just gotta love (that) beaver…

this is not just another gratuitous article about the economy…I swear!

hmmmm…

let me see if I’ve got this straight
(i.e. linear, logical, and causal, of course…

money miser – spidey alarm clock / coin bank – suicide doll
(and is that a heavenly little sparkle lamp / reward over there on the right…?)

is this a pattern I’m detecting…?
or am I just another evil street photographer / paparazzo of the not so rich or famous???

I swear I’m just in it for the beauty…
but when I can’t readily find or recognize beauty, I’m reasonably satisfied with the inherent comedy material…

it always makes ME smile…

kristo

hey…! look what I found in the candy aisle down at walgreens!

walgreens candy aisle

you know… as much as I love film and cross processing… carrying a digital camera around is really a pleasure these days…

with my darkroom equipment pretty much packed away, going from the moment of a photograph to actually printing it would have taken me one helluva long time… (or even longer…as my dad once complained / teased / embarrassed me over)

so…for all of it’s minor lim(irr)itations…the digital allows me the spontaneity of a virtual point and shoot moment…like this one… plus the capacity to share it pretty damn fast….