heroin, where?
Dec. 1st, 2005 09:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aruanSo, staying up until 6 a.m. watching SGA and writing endless snippets of fic ideas, while a lovely way to spend an early morning do not make for a particularly smart move, given my imminent need to be in full control of my faculties (Friday: 8:30 a.m. - three-hour Reporting lab; 1 p.m. - interviews for new Alligator executive staff; 3 p.m. - French composition; 8:20 p.m. - Economics test, before which I need to study material an inch thick and make a notecard). Hand me that noose over there, wouldya please?
But seriously, this show is eating my brain a piece at a time. Currently, it's Beckett and his being the most out of his element on Atlantis. The laws of physics remain fairly immutable, people have the same mental problems anywhere, and the military brings its own order, but his patients are having their brains chewed on by nanoviruses, being exposed to a thousand bacteria that humans may never document, breathing air with chemicals that the Periodic Table is decades away from including, and coming back to him with all manner of exotic diseases and bites and god knows what else. And he's left to make it up as he goes along with yeah, the thorough knowledge of Earth medicine and whatever he's been able to piece together of Ancient, but mostly he just wraps people in bandages and keeps them for observation, then tells them to drink fluids and check in because what else can he do? It's got to be an immensely frustrating thing, to have been good at what he does and all of a sudden finding himself back in freshman med school class during practical finals without having gone to the lectures.
Also, Rodney knows an awful lot about chemistry and viruses for an astrophysicist. Is it just the science of treating people that he frowns on?
In real world news, Mike's version of criticizing me to the Lakeland Ledger consisted of saying that I have strong freedom of the press views and am idealistic in my belief that others can be made to understand the importance of well-supported, however unpopular, opinions. Compassion is for therapists, facts are for news, and journalists are not politicians or customer service personnel - we're here to inform, not please, and the only time we fail is when we don't give voice to certain topics for fear that they'll offend. But then, I gave them that impression when they interviewed me last month, and it's not one I'm hesitant to make, as I wouldn't want to work for people who pull justified punches for approval ratings.
But seriously, this show is eating my brain a piece at a time. Currently, it's Beckett and his being the most out of his element on Atlantis. The laws of physics remain fairly immutable, people have the same mental problems anywhere, and the military brings its own order, but his patients are having their brains chewed on by nanoviruses, being exposed to a thousand bacteria that humans may never document, breathing air with chemicals that the Periodic Table is decades away from including, and coming back to him with all manner of exotic diseases and bites and god knows what else. And he's left to make it up as he goes along with yeah, the thorough knowledge of Earth medicine and whatever he's been able to piece together of Ancient, but mostly he just wraps people in bandages and keeps them for observation, then tells them to drink fluids and check in because what else can he do? It's got to be an immensely frustrating thing, to have been good at what he does and all of a sudden finding himself back in freshman med school class during practical finals without having gone to the lectures.
Also, Rodney knows an awful lot about chemistry and viruses for an astrophysicist. Is it just the science of treating people that he frowns on?
In real world news, Mike's version of criticizing me to the Lakeland Ledger consisted of saying that I have strong freedom of the press views and am idealistic in my belief that others can be made to understand the importance of well-supported, however unpopular, opinions. Compassion is for therapists, facts are for news, and journalists are not politicians or customer service personnel - we're here to inform, not please, and the only time we fail is when we don't give voice to certain topics for fear that they'll offend. But then, I gave them that impression when they interviewed me last month, and it's not one I'm hesitant to make, as I wouldn't want to work for people who pull justified punches for approval ratings.
