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Being famous isn’t always all it’s cracked up to be

Post #153 from Dr. Crankenfuss, The World’s Awesomest Raving and Rapping blogger–

In my last post I told you that lots of people wanted to go to Mars on the Mars One project so they’d be famous and they’d be helping the world create a better future. Sounds kind of cool, doesn’t it? Well here’s an example where accomplishing the same results wouldn’t be so hot.

How’d you like to be super famous all over the world and be on TV over and over and over for almost four months? Almost everybody would know your name and be talking about you. “What could be wrong with that?” you ask. Well, it didn’t turn out so well for Barney Clark.

The year was 1982. The guy on the left in this picture below was named Barney Clark and he was the first person in the world to have an artificial heart.
barney_clark_from_cedmagic (I found this picture at the cedmagic.com website.) It was a really big event for medicine. A human getting an artificial heart for the first time in history! He was hopefully going to get better and live a productive life. (He was 61 when the operation happened.) But things didn’t turn out that way for Barney Clark. Sure, he was famous, on TV all the time, and all that stuff, but the artificial heart didn’t work so well for him and there were all sorts of complications. In fact, Mr. Clark suffered badly during the experience.

Barney Clark lasted 112 days on that machine. He never got out of the hospital again. He died. It was a very sad story and I feel bad for that poor man. (My granddad told me that story after he read my last post. He had me look up the info on Wikipedia.)

To be fair, Mr. Clark didn’t have a whole bunch of choices. He had been sick for a long time and the artificial heart was probably his only chance. Also he didn’t ask to be famous, but that’s what happened.

But, like I said, when it comes to new untested science, couldn’t similar things happen to those people on that Mars One mission? They want to be famous. Well, they’ll get that. But the science will be mostly new. And untested. Unlike Barney Clark, Mars One astronauts DO have other choices. Like not signing up! Think about it, people!

Just trying to help, as usual.
From Your Dude with the ‘Tude,
Dr. Crankenfuss

P.S. And please say a prayer for Mr. Barney Clark. It was not easy for him or his family.

Living on Mars is the prize? What’s the point when everyone dies?

Post #152 from Dr. Crankenfuss, The World’s Awesomest Raving and Rapping blogger–

Yeah, it’s been too long since I checked in. Issues, ya know. That’s all I want to say about that right now, but it involves issues, okay? Maybe one day I’ll talk about them. But right now I have a few things I’ve heard about (or thought about) lately so you’ll be getting three posts in the next week. Woo hoo! Talk about good luck for you! Anyway, here’s the first topic. Some company in Holland — it’s called Mars One — is sending 24 people to Mars, starting in 2024, and they’re having a contest to pick the space pioneers. At least that’s their story.

Sounds pretty cool, doesn’t it? I mean, if you win and get to be one of the 24, you get to be like Christopher Columbus, discovering a new world and all that. Though you’d be way cooler than ol’ Chris ’cause we all know Columbus didn’t discover anything. There were already like tons of people living in “The New World” when he found it. So history gives Columbus all the credit even though Leif Erikson traveled to the so-called New World 500 years before Columbus and there were probably at least a few other people who did the same thing.

Anyway, I know what a lot of you are thinking. “Why don’t you apply to go to Mars, Crankenfuss? Good riddance, I say!”

Not so fast, Paco. You won’t get rid of me that easily. I got things to say and write and my opinions are needed here on Earth, thank you very much. Also, I’d have to be some kind of crazy to try out for this trip (even if I WAS eligible, which I’m not since you have to be age 18).

So how many people applied to go on this trip? Over 200,000! Yow! You can go to the Mars One website and look at their Press Releases if you don’t believe me. 200,000???? And now they’ve narrowed it down to 100 finalists. Out of these people, they’re going to pick 24 and train them in a desert for months and months, then stick them on a rocket ship and off they go to Mars. They’ll be world — maybe universally — famous and they probably will be on TV a lot and there’ll be movies about them and all. But there are some downsides I’ve come up with for these heady optimists and I just thought I’d bring up a few of them  before they take that last step.

WHAT COULD POSSIBLY GO WRONG ON YOUR HISTORIC TRIP TO MARS?

1. MARS ONE is only sending four people at a time. Say you’re one of the first four. What are the odds you’re going to get along fantastically with the other three Mars-o-nauts? Close to zero, that’s what I say. On the seven month trip there, with all the cameras on, you might be polite and hide your feelings. But come on, living for years and years on Mars with just three other people? Hey, I only have two people in my immediate family and we’re related by blood. So we share a lot of traits, ya know. And we get in arguments all the time. What if one of the other three doesn’t close her mouth when she chews and it drives you crazy? Or someone has a huge mole on his earlobe. But you can’t mention it, can you? You have to keep it all tucked inside in case everyone in the world sees you in the middle of a hissy fit on TV. (And yes, there will eventually be 24 people in all, but still there’s no way they’ll all get along.)

2. The trip is not a round trip. IT’S ONE WAY! It’s too expensive to get you back so MARS ONE says you’ll spend the rest of your life on Mars. Doing what? Looking at rocks? (At least you’ll have two moons to look at during the night. Hey, that would be pretty cool, I guess. But you won’t ever see your family or friends again. EVER! But hey, you’ll be famous and important. Well, famous anyway.)

3. Speaking of never seeing your family and friends again, what do you think the odds are of finding someone you can truly love and share your life with out of the 3 to 23 other people you’ll be living with on Mars? Don’t you think your relationships with your loved ones back on Earth will be strained just a little bit? But how good are the possibilities you’ll find true love on Mars?

4. The mission will cost at least $6 billion!! That’s right: a six with 9 zeroes. And does Mars One have this kind of money in their spare change drawer? Of course not! So they’re planning on making the whole contest and trip into A REALITY SHOW. Yeah, we all know how friendly those participants can be. And how can a reality show earn $6 billion? (Unless it’s the Super Bowl, of course.)

5. There’s a solid chance you’ll blow up on the launch pad. They just had a couple huge rocket disasters that private companies were in charge of. I know ’cause I saw them on the news. One of the companies was named SpaceX and you can see their rocket blow up here. This video doesn’t exactly leave me with a feeling of confidence.

6. Okay, I admit this one’s a little out there, but what if your crew gets attacked by space zombies — Hey, there’s no proof they DON’T exist — or what if someone on the trip with you dies and turns INTO a zombie? Betcha no one’s thought of that one yet.

Anyway these are just some of the things that could go wrong. The way I see it, anyone who applies to go is already too crazy to qualify.

You don’t have to take my word for all this. If you want to see an official news report on this whole thing, you can click here and read all about it. But I don’t really think this thing will ever take off. It just kind of sounds too crazy to be real. Or even if it IS real, it still sounds too crazy.

So there you are. My first post in a while. You’ll get another one that’s kind of connected to this in two or three days. It’s about a guy who got world famous (like these Mars-o-Nuts) and it didn’t turn out too well for him.

Till then, you’ve seen the return of
Your Dude with the ‘Tude,
Dr. Crankenfuss

Don’t bless me just because I sneeze/ Save it for when I really need it, please

Post #151 from Dr. Crankenfuss, The World’s Awesomest Raving and Rapping blogger–

Okay, the other day I wrote a post about how “outdated” the idea of saying “Bless you” might be nowadays. I also promised you a possible poem about the subject. So I finally got my scrawny butt around to writing that poem.

Better late than ever, I say.

And yeah, I know you might say, “Better never than ever,” but I’m not talking to you, bub, so there!

COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS
(‘CAUSE YOU MAY BE RUNNING OUT OF THEM)
by Dr. Crankenfuss
Every time I sneeze
It never, ever fails,
Someone says, “Bless you”
Like they’re coming to my rescue
To save me from some demon
That I don’t believe in.

People…
There ain’t no devils in me,
My heart’s fine, so chill.
To invoke religion for such small stuff
Seems like overkill.

Yeah, it makes me feel real good
To know that I am blessed,
But wouldn’t that wish be better
Before I took a test,
Or had a pain — like in my chest —
Before a cardiac arrest?

Instead of worrying about me
If I have a little sneeze,
How about blessing yourselves
If I just cut the cheese,
Or if I am fixing your dinner,
Or in similar emergencies?

I mean…
What happens when I cough?
Nothin’.
Or when I stub my toe?
Bupkis.
And I’m sure I don’t earn a blessing
If I have an itchy tuchus.

So all I’m really saying is
Blessings are like freedom.
I think I’d rather stock them up
For when I really need ’em.
So bless me when I’m in grave danger —
Like when I have a bad disease.
Don’t use up God’s precious energy
Just for a little sneeze.

Why do we say “God bless you” when you sneeze, but not when you cough?

Post #150 from Dr. Crankenfuss, The World’s Awesomest Raving and Rapping blogger–

The other day I sneezed.

No, that’s not all that happened. Then my mom said, “Bless you.”

(Oh, keep reading. It’s gets better than this. Not by that much, I admit, but I think it will all end up pretty interesting.)

So I asked, “Why did you bless me just because I sneezed?” And she said, “Because, I don’t know, it’s a custom and anyway it’s a nice thing to say to show the other person you care, you know. Also, I didn’t bless you. That’s short for ‘God bless you.'”

“But you don’t ask God to bless me when I cough, do you?” I said.  “And that could be worse than a sneeze, say like I was starting to choke to death, right?”

“That’s true,” she said, “and I’m about to choke you right now if you don’t keep asking questions. You know what to do when you don’t know something, don’t you?” And she gave me one of her Don’t keep pushing me, Bub looks.

“Yes,” I answered meekly. She meant I was supposed to find out the answer myself. Which is harder than just having it told to you, but not that bad. So I went to my computer and typed “bless you sneeze” in the search bar and guess what came right up as the top two results. That’s right — Wikipedia — with the title “God bless you.” (It’s almost always Wikipedia, isn’t it?)

So Wikipedia says it started way back near Bible times, but in 590 Pope Gregory I commanded everyone to say “God bless you” after someone sneezed because there was a plague going around and sneezing was one of the first symptoms of the plague. So it made sense that a blessing from God might help you. And Wikipedia added that later on, people used to think when you sneezed, your soul would shoot out of your body and the devil could get a hold of it so “God bless you” was supposed to protect your soul.

Then I went to another favorite site of mine– Snopes.com — and looked up “God bless you” and there was a cool article with all the different theories about where people thought the expression started. The new thing I learned was that some people used to think your heart stopped when you sneezed — which isn’t really true — so the blessing was to help you recover. But then it also said in some societies, a sneeze was considered good luck so “Bless you” was kind of like “Thank you.”

Huh?

So let me get this straight. Someone sneezes on you and that’s good luck? And none of the other reasons for the blessing really make sense nowadays, do they, except for my mom’s original idea. It’s to bless you because you’re a little bit “sick.” But actually you could just have a piece of dust up your nose and I don’t know if you need a blessing for that. I mean it wouldn’t hurt, but we don’t get blessed for coughing, throwing up, running into a doorframe — hey, some of us aren’t that coordinated — or doing an arm fart, do we? And a good argument could be made in all those cases that you could use a little divine help, couldn’t it?

Isn’t it interesting how a custom that started hundreds of years ago for a good reason back then keeps on going and going even though we don’t really believe in the reasons for it now?

Well, I think it’s interesting! And in my next post, I might even write a poem about it.

So you keep on saying, “Bless you” when someone sneezes, but at least know why you’re doing it, okay?

From Dr. Crankenfuss,
Who had to look all this up.
So a little “thank you” might be in order, don’t you think?
You don’t?
Awww… please!

How my Rainbow Head Kept Me from Being Dead/ P.S. VOICES’ Reviews Are Great News

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Post #148 from Dr. Crankenfuss, The World’s Awesomest Raving and Rapping blogger —

You like how I look today? I thought so. But there’s a reason for it, and it probably saved my life. See, it was school spirit day and I bought this rainbow head wig online — my mom was so happy — to show my school spirit. It has red in it, so I figured it would be perfect since our school colors are red and white. To get the white, I wore a white shirt and hey, my skin’s sort of pasty and white, so there you go. Mr. School Spirit!

So I’m walking down the hall between classes, all full of myself, and this tall — and I do mean TALL, he must have been on the basketball team (for college!) — guy cuts in front of me and I trip over my own shoes and almost fall. “Nice move, cigarette head!” I said, referring to his l-o-n-n-g-g lanky head. Under my breath, I thought.

WRONG! He heard me and picked me up off the ground by my shoulders and put me against the wall. “You say something, punk?” he asked (and not sweetly either).

“No, no,” I protested. “I was praising you. I said, ‘Nice move to to get ahead.’ He thought for a second and let me down. “Okay,” he said, “but don’t try any funny stuff with me, okay?”

I had no trouble agreeing with him.

Now how this rainbow wig will save me is this. As soon as this was over, I ducked into the bathroom and took it off. He probably won’t recognize me without it. And he probably didn’t see my shirt (with my super-cool slogan on it) because he was looking me straight in the face. Believe me, I know, because our eyes never went away from each other.

See, school is full of education AND adventure. My education for the day was to promise myself to keep the insults that come from my mouth away from the ears of dangerous guys. Best lesson I had all day, maybe all month.

Glad to be alive,
Your Dude with the more careful ‘Tude,
Dr. Crankenfuss

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That’s it
My message is done
Now I’ll go back
And eat that onion.

Dr. C