July 2003

I find the televising of photos of Hussein’s sons unseemly, if not repulsive. I hate this war, but assuming that we needed to prove something to Iraqis, couldn’t we have shown the photos in a more solemn manner, say in the Baghdad City Hall for whomever wanted to see, or shown them to an Al Jazeera reporter, who could have reported, but not shown, their death? I’m hoping I don’t happen upon these pictures by accident. By now, it seems clear that their death hasn’t stopped attacks on our soldiers. Can the Bush administration make decisions based on reality, or does ideology alone dictate U.S. policy?

In better news, I read this morning that Arianna Huffington may run against Gray Davis in California’s recall election. I’m 110% against the recall, but I’m excited about Huffington. She’s gone from nutty right-wing wife of rich loser Michael Huffington to wacky independent gadfly. My friends disagree, but I think Arianna’s great. The bad news (for her) is, I hate the recall more than I like her. My vote’s with Gray.

Here is a great opinion piece Brad wrote about League of Extraordinary Gentleman and the work I do here at Stanford.

Upon my return from Brazil, I noticed that one of my 450 bug bites was getting worse, not better…. At this point, some unlucky few know where this is going, but let me draw it out. The jungle was not the place for me and Brad. In a world where every plant has 8 other plants growing on top of it, we were virgin real estate, and insects took every advantage. Within 2 days, we were covered head to toe with chigger bites and had to splurge for a fancy anti-itch cream, which we lovingly applied to each other each night. Still, this one was different, and it appeared to be growing.

I visited the doctor several times, and it was diagnosed as “infected”. I took antibiotics, which didn’t work, and I complained that it itched, and sometimes, particularly at night, it Really Really hurt. Finally, the doctors decided it was an abcess and needed to be drained.

The bite was on my back, so I lay on my stomach and told the nurse, I’ve had it for a couple of weeks ever since I got back from Brazil, and it itches and sometimes it really really hurts. I think there’s a bug in there, but everyone says its just infected so here I am.

After she was done, she asked me, “are you squeamish? Because I have something to tell you you’re not going to like.” She showed it to me while I was still sitting down. A 2 cm long botfly larvae. For more stories, and links to gruesome pictures, check this out.