Geiger Readings for Sep 22, 2018
Ambient office = 75 nanosieverts per hour
Ambient outside = 83 nanosieverts per hour
Soil exposed to rain water = 84 nanosieverts per hour
Ambient office = 75 nanosieverts per hour
Ambient outside = 83 nanosieverts per hour
Soil exposed to rain water = 84 nanosieverts per hour
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Ambient office = 116 nanosieverts per hour
Ambient outside = 77 nanosieverts per hour
Soil exposed to rain water = 80 nanosieverts per hour
I have blogged before about problems at the Hanford Nuclear Reservation in south central Washington State. The federal government manufactured nuclear weapons at the site for decades with little regard to the safety of workers and the environment. Toxic mixes of radioactive materials and dangerous chemicals were poured directly into trenches dug in the dirt.
Ambient office = 81 nanosieverts per hour
Ambient outside = 121 nanosieverts per hour
Soil exposed to rain water = 123 nanosieverts per hour
Dear Mr. Obama,
Do you hear me
Do you care
Do you hear me
Do you care
My lips are moving and the sound's coming out
The words are audible but I have my doubts
That you realize what has been said
You look at me as if you're in a daze
It's like the feeling at the end of the page
When you realize you don't know what you just read
What are words for when no one listens anymore
What are words for when no one listens
What are words for when no one listens it's no use talkin at all
I might as well go up and talk to a wall
'cause all the words are having no effect at all
It's a funny thing am I all alone
Something has to happen to change the direction
What little filters through is giving you the wrong impression
It's a sorry state I say to myself
What are words for when no one listens anymore
What are words for when no one listens
What are words for when no one listens it's no use talkin at all
Do you hear me
Do you care
Do you hear me
Do you care
Let me get by
Over your dead body
Hope to see you soon
When will I know
Doors three feet wide with no locks open
Walking always backwards in the faces of strangers
Time could be my friend
But it's less than nowhere now
Less than nowhere now
Less than nowhere now
Now
Ow ow ow
Pursue it further and another thing you'll find
Not only are they deaf and dumb they could be going blind and no one notices
I think I'll dye my hair blue
Media overload bombarding you with action
It's getting near impossible to cause distraction
Someone answer me before I pull out the plug
What are words for when no one listens anymore
What are words for when no one listens
What are words for when no one listens it's no use talkin at all
What are words for when no one listens anymore
What are words for when no one listens
What are words for when no one listens it's no use talkin at all
Do you hear me
Do you care
Do you hear me
Do you care
Tell me what are words for
Do you hear me
Tell me what are words for
Do you care
Tell me what are words for
Do you hear me
So tell me what are words for
Do you care
So tell me what are words for
Do you hear me
Tell me what are words for
So tell me what are words for
Do you care
So tell me what are words for
Do you hear me
Tell me what are words for
So tell me what are words for
Do you care
So tell me what are words for
Dear Barak,
Don't let the devil ride. Don't let him inside your soul, Barak. I beg you. Please, don't do it. It's not worth it. It will be the end of your life as you know it. Don't serve the devil. Don't let him get your soul. You will regret it. You really will. No amount of power is worth selling your soul for. Life is too short. Life is too fleeting.
You Gotta Serve Somebody
You may be an ambassador
To England or France
You might like to gamble
You might like to dance
You may be the heavyweight
Champion of the world
You might be a socialite
With a long string of pearls
But you're gonna have to serve somebody
Yes indeed, you're gonna have to serve somebody
Well it may be the Devil
Or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody
Might be a Rock-n-roll addict
Prancing on the stage
Money, Drugs at your command
Women in a cage
You may be a businessman
Or some high degree thief
They may call you doctor
Or they may call you chief
But you're gonna have to serve somebody
Yes you are, you're gonna have to serve somebody
Well it may be the Devil
Or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody
You may be a state trooper
You might be a young Turk
You may be the head
Of some big TV network
You may be rich or poor
You may be blind or lame
Maybe livin' in another Country
Under another name
But you're gonna have to serve somebody
Yes you are, you're gonna have to serve somebody
Well it may be the Devil
Or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody
Maybe a construction worker
Workin' on a home
Might be livin' in a Mansion
You might live in a dome
You may own guns
And you may even own tanks
You may be someone's landlord
You may even own banks
But you're gonna have to serve somebody
Yes, you're gonna have to serve somebody
Well it may be the Devil
Or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody
You may be a Preacher
Preaching Spiritual Pride
Maybe a City Councilman
Takin' bribes on the side
Maybe working in a Barbershop
You may know how to cut hair
You may be somebody's mistress
Maybe somebody's heir
But you're gonna have to serve somebody
Yes, you're gonna have to serve somebody
Well it may be the Devil
Or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody
Might like to wear cotton
Might like to wear silk
Might like to drink whiskey
Might like to drink milk
Might like to eat caviar
You might like to eat bread
Maybe sleeping on the floor
Sleepin' in a king-size bed
But you're gonna have to serve somebody
Yes indeed, you're gonna have to serve somebody
Well it may be the Devil
Or it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody
You may call me Terry
You may call me Timmy
You may call me Bobby
Or you may call me Zimmy
You may call me RJ
You may call me Ray
You may call me anything
No matter what you say
You're still gonna have to serve somebody
Yes, you're gonna have to serve somebody
Well it may be the Devil
And it may be the Lord
But you're gonna have to serve somebody
Ohh Yeah
Serve Somebody
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I beg you. I beg you. I beg you. Please listen.
Part 3 of 3 Parts (Please read Parts 1 and 2 first)
Innovation:
Anti-nuclear weapons organization looks to revitalize under Trump. Sandiegouniontribune.com
Ambient office = 119 nanosieverts per hour
Ambient outside = 82 nanosieverts per hour
Soil exposed to rain water = 85 nanosieverts per hour
Part 2 of 3 Parts (Please read Part 1 first)
Ambient office = 115 nanosieverts per hour
Ambient outside = 119 nanosieverts per hour
Soil exposed to rain water = 121 nanosieverts per hour
Part 1 of 3 Parts
Ambient office = 136 nanosieverts per hour
Ambient outside = 100 nanosieverts per hour
Soil exposed to rain water = 97 nanosieverts per hour
Ambient office = 116 nanosieverts per hour
Ambient outside = 109 nanosieverts per hour
Soil exposed to rain water = 117 nanosieverts per hour