Thursday, June 17, 2021

THURSDAY BACKTRACK: Music and news from 60 years ago - week ending 17 June 1961

This week's Number One: Elvis sings 'Surrender':
  

Some memorable events (via Wikipedia):

11 June: Phil Hill brings the winning Ferrari 250TRi/61 home at the 1961 Le Mans 24 Hours.
Hill co-drove with Belgian long distance specialist Olivier Gendebien.
https://klemcoll.wordpress.com/2016/05/06/the-winner-arrives/
 

12 June: German-speaking separatists blow up 37 electricity pylons in the South Tyrol region of Italy (photo sourcehttps://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Night_of_Fire

14 June: UK Government announces that new push-button 'panda' pedestrian crossings
will start to replace 'zebra' crossings in the following year (source: BBC)


15 June: East German Communist First Secretary says there is no plan for a Berlin Wall.
Construction begins on 13 August.

16 June: Russian dancer Rudolf Nureyev, in Paris with the Kirov Ballet and about to fly with them to Britain, is told by KGB agents to accompany them back to Moscow instead. He breaks away from them, runs to two French policemen and asks for political asylum.

UK chart hits, week ending 17 June 1961

Htp: Clint's labour-of love compilation https://www.sixtiescity.net/charts/61chart.htm

Surrender

Elvis Presley

RCA

1

Runaway

Del Shannon

London

2

The Frightened City

The Shadows

Columbia

3

Hello Mary Lou / Travellin' Man

Ricky Nelson

London

4

But I Do

Clarence 'Frogman' Henry

Pye

5

More Than I Can Say

Bobby Vee

London

6

Pasadena

The Temperance Seven

Parlophone

7

You'll Never Know

Shirley Bassey

Columbia

8

I Told Every Little Star

Linda Scott

Columbia

9

Halfway To Paradise

Billy Fury

Decca

10

Temptation

The Everly Brothers

Warner Brothers

11

Have A Drink On Me

Lonnie Donegan

Pye

12

What'd I Say

Jerry Lee Lewis

London

13

Well I Ask You

Eden Kane

Decca

14

Pop Goes The Weasel / Bee*Bom

Anthony Newley

Decca

15

Runnin' Scared

Roy Orbison

London

16

Don't Treat Me Like A Child

Helen Shapiro

Columbia

17

On The Rebound

Floyd Cramer

RCA

18

Little Devil

Neil Sedaka

RCA

19

Wooden Heart

Elvis Presley

RCA

20

Wednesday, June 16, 2021

An 80-year-old globetrotter predicts US financial meltdown

"There are two reasons why we’re in Europe now, permanently [...]

The second reason was my lack of faith in the US financial system. The American economy is going to collapse. 

That Lehman collapse in 2008 should have blown up the whole fuckin’ system, but this time, it’s going to, for sure, and maybe even during this summer.

It always amazes me that the country is still functioning, sort of, half-assed, today. There’s no way in hell it should be. It’s insane! Yesterday, they announced the monthly consumer index number, which is the measure of inflation in the US, supposedly, which it really isn’t, because they changed the way they do that, about 15 years ago. They used to include things like food and energy, but now, they don’t consider important how much food costs, or gasoline, or heating oil.

I just went through their bullshit list. All their data are phony. They lie about everything, the unemployment report, number of jobs, payrolls. It’s all lies. The GDP number, they lie about that, every single time."

https://www.unz.com/ldinh/escape-from-america-australia-costa-rica-colombia-latvia-spain-and-now-france/

I felt the same when all the government did in response to the Global Financial Crisis was to support the perpetrators, at a cost to taxpayers so great that we cannot conceive it.

Still, hasn't happened yet. As Mark Twain reportedly said, 'The reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated' - though even that quotation has been stretched:  http://www.thisdayinquotes.com/2010/06/reports-of-my-death-are-greatly.html

Tuesday, June 15, 2021

He Ain't Heavy


The Hollies' 'He ain't heavy, he's my brother' (1969) is so moving, but I didn't know what inspired it.
Now I do:

1921: an orphan from the local Boys Town home carries his disabled brother
at the Krug Amusement Park, Omaha, Nebraska

https://postcardhistory.net/2020/04/poster-series-xii-boys-town-nebraska/

https://www.songfacts.com/facts/the-hollies/he-aint-heavy-hes-my-brother

Monday, June 14, 2021

Health: the Nocebo Effect

After my wife had a broken wrist repaired she went to see the physiotherapist, cradling her wounded wing in its arm sling. ‘Don’t do that,’ said the physio, ‘because you’re sending a message to your brain that your arm doesn’t work.’

Not all medics have that psychological insight. My GP friend told me long ago that doctors were untrained in communication and tended to deal with patients like motor mechanics fixing cars.

Yet the mind is a powerful force in health, for good or ill. We have all heard of the placebo effect, whereby a pill with no active ingredient that could help the patient physically still seems to have beneficial effects for some who believe in it; few of us will know about its negative counterpart, the ‘nocebo effect.’ https://www.webmd.com/balance/features/is-the-nocebo-effect-hurting-your-health

‘Patients, their symptoms and their healing are negatively affected by the omission of placebo effects, by nocebo effects and by negative suggestions,’ says this writer https://www.frontiersin.org/articles/10.3389/fphar.2019.00077/full , giving a counter-example of how a doctor examining an injured leg could end on a positive note by then asking about the other one that’s fine, assisting the patient to see him/her/zirself as OK overall.

Positivity is infectious. My friend said that when he was a houseman encountering one consultant in a London hospital he would greet him with the conventional ‘How are you?’ only to be blasted with an enthusiastic ‘AB-solutely fan-TAS-tic!’; the buzz he got from that would last him all day.

Negativity, on the other hand, can affect you even when you are unconscious and on the operating table. There is evidence that anaesthetised patients ‘particularly recall conversations or remarks that are of a negative nature concerning themselves or their medical conditions. The most frequently reported postoperative effects were sleep disturbances, dreams and nightmares, flashbacks, and daytime anxiety.’ https://pubs.asahq.org/anesthesiology/article/87/2/387/36215/Learning-and-Memory-during-General-Anesthesia-An Conversely, an experiment using headphones and positive messaging on anaesthetised surgery patients has yielded good results https://www.bmj.com/content/371/bmj.m4284 .

Negativity can also bias clinical decisions. My wife needed an operation for a condition that was a daily and growing misery, but the NHS consultant who spoke to her (on the telephone, of course) made dubious noises, referring more than once to her age (was the subtext, ‘you may not survive the operation’, or was it ‘not worth it, for an oldie like you’?) Having some savings, we went private and that consultant – who could see her, not just her medical records – told her ‘You’ll sail through that, no difficulty’; as she did, and her quality of life has greatly improved as a result.

If you want to know why men don’t visit the GP as often as women, here’s an example. I was getting blurred vision in the evenings – ‘tired eyes’, I don’t wear glasses and never did – but listened to a relative’s advice and saw the GP. Blood test results (‘might as well look for other things while we’re on’) showed I was officially Type 2 diabetic. Gotcha!

Next thing, I’m in with the nurse, who tells me to take off shoes and socks and starts poking my feet with a feather quill, asking me if I can feel that? Jab yes jab yes jab yes, on and on. Now you may think that if I’d lost feeling in my feet or hands I’d have noticed, but nothing was going to stop the Procedure. I was also sent to the optician, who really did give me blurred eyes; all fine. Since then, years ago, I have been repeatedly chivvied for follow-up blood tests and vision screening; I resist.

For underneath all that well-intentioned busy-ness is a subliminal message: ‘You’re on the slippery slope, chum. It’ll start with tingling (I would make a good subject for hypnosis, I obediently started to tingle for days after the poking session – then no more, as I recovered my balance); then numbness, amputation, the lot – the helter-skelter ride down to the wooden box. We’ll do all we can to help, but, you know, inevitably…’

It also helps confirm the inalienable importance and role of the Healer. I am now not an autonomous human being, but a Patient, who must have many Examinations and Interventions and may never be released.

In a way it’s a bit like psychotherapy; yet while Freudian analysts have to undergo training so that they don’t get their egos damagingly mixed up with their patients, I’m not sure how fully this power-relationship is addressed in the rest of medicine. I know that the need to gather relevant information can lead on to nosey-parkerism: once, while waiting to see my GP, an assistant fixed me with a smile and asked whether, since I’d been to Oxford, I’d been a cannabis user. Just what I needed: to confess to a crime and have it put on my far-from-confidential medical records! What private data about you, dear reader, will be ‘scraped’ off after 23 June, and how may it be used? https://hitchensblog.mailonsunday.co.uk/2021/05/if-you-dont-want-your-private-medical-records-scraped-and-given-to-third-parties-heres-what-to-do-yo.html

Some may feel I’m over-reacting, but perhaps it’s down to a stereotypical gender difference in attitudes to health treatment. Men tend to have two states: (1) alive; (2) dead; anything else and we tend to prefer (2). When I was an IFA and Long Term Healthcare insurance came in, we were told that on average, women survive in nursing homes for around three years; men, eighteen months. Women are far more commonly on antidepressants than men, yet the latter are three times more likely to take their own lives. This will be put down to stupid machoism – in our times, any sign of stubborn, manly do-or-die go-it-aloneness is denigrated – without considering what society (throughout history and before) really, after all the PC nonsense, expects of men: to be defenders, providers, winners.

Morale is crucial. Australian aboriginals could be killed by having a curse-bone pointed at them, dying despite the best efforts of modern medicine to save them https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kurdaitcha#Bone_pointing . Until we take into account the mind and the effects on it of implicit attitudes and messages, healthcare may be impaired in its efficiency and its ability to address inequalities. More widely, we need to look at how we talk to ourselves and others; cheeriness may sometimes be irritating, but negativity can sour joy in life and even destroy it.

Saturday, June 12, 2021

WEEKENDER: Death of the NHS, by Wiggia

Does the NHS actually exist any more, or is it an urban myth ?

I am not alone in believing the NHS is being slowly dismantled. This was happening long before Covid and the virus has simply speeded up the process. My own and family problems are as good an insight as any; many friends and acquaintances tell the same sorry tale.

Underneath it all is a country that accepts so many things with a shrug of the shoulders; many others would not; it is our way. Yet we pay for the non-service.

The overall problem is just not the poor top down management, or the farcical contract the GPs have exploited after Blair gave them way above what they asked for, but the seemingly total lack of any plan with meaning to correct the deficiencies.

It could be the NHS has reached a stage, and many would concur, that it needs dismantling in its current form and rebuilding from scratch. Not easy when so many still believe it is ‘the envy of the world’ when it is clearly not.

There is also the overriding impression that many in the NHS believe they are doing you a favour by just being part of it, an example of which is the nurse who when I explained a couple of years back about not being able to get an appointment, said with a straight face, 'Well, it is free.' How a supposedly intelligent woman could actually believe the NHS was free still escapes me but she meant it and thought I should be grateful for any crumbs that fall from the table. Her attitude is not hers alone: quite a few health professionals believe the NHS is theirs to be apportioned as and when they think fit.

It starts at the entry point, the GP surgery: this has gone from a 24-hour, 365-day-a-year service for those that needed it, to five-days-a-week 8am-5pm (with lunch break), with access almost impossible in many cases.

Sometimes a bit of simple investigation reveals a lot more than appears on the surface: the interminable entry recording when you phone, about Covid measures, how not to waste the practice's time and 'do not press the wrong option or you will have to start again'; this is then followed by the inevitable 'we are currently receiving high volumes of calls, can you phone back later?' or be put in a queue. I did this this morning to be told I was number eighteen in the queue and I cancelled the call; not only could you be hanging on for over an hour as has happened several times but you could also be cut off after a similar time as has also happened, making the whole thing pointless; perhaps that is the object, to simply discourage people from actually using the service.

In my case this morning it was after going into the surgery, or as it is called a ‘Medical Centre’
and speaking to the person dealing with prescriptions because I need my pain killers increased in number or potency as my hip arthritis gets worse. It was explained to me that a doctor would have to speak to me to get the prescription altered and for that I had to phone in - which makes her job on the desk a bit pointless. I have three days of tablets left and no way of accessing them other than trying to phone in; phoning in later is not an option as all the telephone appointments have been allocated. 

In essence the surgery is not fit for purpose. The cries of 'lack of GPs' may well be true, but the position is exacerbated by the fact so many work three days or less as I have found out in my practice. My own allocated doctor, nice man though he is, only does Fridays in the surgery and half of that is phoning people; I have no knowledge of any other work or hours he puts in but he is not seeing sick people in that surgery in the numbers required.

The same cry goes up throughout the NHS, 'we are undermanned' is the mantra. Again there is something very wrong with an organisation that is so low on the list of doctors per thousand patients, hospital beds available, a shortage of nurses, when the same organisation is the biggest employer in Europe. We all know what that suggests and is undoubtedly true. The recruitment of diversity coordinators is not going to solve the problem, or interfering in the management of parks or even (despite the small numbers involved) having health workers decide to help out in foreign countries when they are needed here; who decides to spend our money that way?
                                                                                             

Despite claimed manpower shortages you can see from the above chart there has been a 5% increase since last year and there was a 4% rise the previous year; where are they all?

NHS and social care staff burnout at an emergency level - report

Certain aspects of that report are undoubtedly true, but the GP complaining about being overwhelmed and burnt-out since the end of lock down is almost funny. They have been doing bugger-all for over a year, and how many in her practice work full-time, never mind overtime?

Using the pandemic as a way of prising more money out of us will not solve the problem. There has to be a root and branch change to all aspects of the NHS, starting with the GP area.

As far as myself is concerned this started way before the virus re GPs. My own tale goes back about five years when I became ill and had no idea what was going on. Because of the difficulties of getting in to see a GP I ignored the symptoms and they went away to return about three weeks later. I was really not well now so I phoned on several consecutive days over nearly two weeks with no joy at all, as they won't let you book in advance every day (the same saga) and was then told there were no more appointments.

Over the last weekend I said to the wife I was going to the surgery to demand to see a doctor on Monday morning, Monday morning came; I got up, went into the bathroom, felt terrible, came out and passed out on the bed. An ambulance was called and a paramedic did various tests, phoned the hospital and I was taken in to the emergency ward.

The long and the short of it was I had blood clots on both lungs and on the feeder arteries. There was nothing wrong with the treatment I got in hospital but I did learn a few home truths about GPs loading hospitals with procedures they should be doing; but when I was discharged the anti-coagulation senior nurse told me I was very lucky, another 48 hours and I would have been dead; so my loathing of the GP service went up a notch at that moment.

No health service is faultless. All suffer the perennial problems of new procedures and new drugs, all of which add to the bill. The difference in so many other countries is that the people who pay (you and I) have a say in how the health service is run; using an insurance element takes some control away from those who want to decide how we access medical services: you have a choice of doctors, surgeons and hospitals.

I was emailing the daughter of my oldest friend in Australia who is a psychiatric nurse, as is her husband. She could not believe how the NHS has sunk, and when I mentioned having to go private for my hip operation because of a two year wait on the NHS, she could not believe that either - plus no rebate for going private?

The price incidentally has firmed up since the virus created the waiting lists, and the private sector is using market forces in deciding how much you pay. Pre virus, depending on where you went to have the op, it could be as low as 9k; now everyone is around 15k and it is either that or a wheelchair. The time I have left is too precious for spending years suffering and not being able to walk, so I dip into hard-earned savings; and I am lucky enough to have that - many don’t and they have been left behind by the caring NHS as have so many others with different diseases and complaints.   

On the procurement level the NHS is like all national bodies: it is not their money and so what? Nobody is ever accountable, unlike in the private sector. The many billions of pounds wasted on failed IT projects is a total disgrace in its own right, never mind badly-designed hospitals and equipment fiascos.

There has to be a change in the way the NHS is run. It has to be run for our benefit. If it needs more money it has to be accountable. The taxpayer needs a say in it all by having real choice; at the moment there is none, we are at the mercy of government whims, NHS self-interest and completely inadequate entry level care. When you add to that the deity which the NHS for many has become we have a huge problem.

The BBC article linked above is largely concerned with NHS staff shortages and well-being, focusing on their stress during the pandemic. It quotes 44% of staff being made unwell during the pandemic; how is that, when most of the NHS was at home or on standby? Only a relatively small number were engaged with catering to virus victims. There is so much emphasis on the NHS staff and very little for those who the NHS is supposed to care for and has failed miserably. The numbers in other areas outside of Covid who have died or been severely handicapped by their neglect is only just beginning to surface.
Either the NHS reinvents itself soon or it would be better if it went away. On so many levels now it really is not fit for purpose.

Friday, June 11, 2021

FRIDAY MUSIC: Old Roots, New Shoots (2)

In 2005 the BBC showed the first of a series of music programmes called Transatlantic Sessions bringing together musicians from Scotland, Ireland, England and the USA all of whom played traditional folk music. 

A stroke of genius really because America's folk, country and bluegrass grew out of the music that immigrants from the 'old world' had taken with them to their new life in the 'new world' The music is a wonderful blend of all those traditions and it ran for six series. 

They should make some more programmes. There is a shortage of good music on TV!

Part 1 is here -








Sunday, June 06, 2021

COLOUR SUPPLEMENT: Sundials, by JD

A portable sundial which, when closed, looks like a leather bound book. I bought this at a craft fair in the Plaza Santa Ana one evening in Madrid after leaving a nearby restaurant called La Trucha shortly after midnight. The craft fair was not there when we went into the restaurant which is not really surprising as the Madrileños never sleep at night, it is a 24/7 city like New York.


This is the sundial over the door of Dial Cottage home of the railway pioneer George Stephenson:

The inscription reads:

"George Stephenson. Engineer. Inventor of the Locomotive Engine. Lived in this cottage from 1805 to 1823; his first locomotive (Blücher) was built at the adjacent colliery wagon shops, and on July 25th 1814 was placed on the wagonway which crosses the road at the east end of this cottage."

The sundial itself was designed by George Stephenson's son Robert Stephenson.


And the daddy of all sundials, the Samrat Yantra, part of the observatory of Jantar Mantar in Jaipur, India: