Autumn

I want to be a doctor #3 - The Drugs Don't Work review

So as a conscientious student with a book buying addiction I went to Daunt Books in Notting Hill and bought "The Drugs Don't Work - A Global Threat" by Professor Dame Sally C. Davies. I mainly did it because I haven't read any medical books since "The Emporer of All Maladies," which is size 7 font over 500 pages so I didn't finish it, and a little part of me that thought everyone in my school knows everything so I was trying to keep up (when in fact it's just the girl next to me who wants to go into Biochemistry when we have Chemistry and Biochemistry).

Did I enjoy the book? Not particularly.

Just to let you know my standard I have taken my Biology GCSE and got a grade I was really happy with and I am now studying Biology AS Level.

This book did not stretch me. It didn't stretch my sister. She's 13. It is incredibly basic and the science is very mundane (it literally tells you to wash your hands). The table at the back was quite interesting,  reading about the different antibiotics developed but everything else was very basic facts I had learned 3-5 years ago. I understand we have to raise awareness for the use of antibiotics but this book will not change anything.

We need PSAs. It's taught in schools, but only at GCSE, and many people drop Biology before this point. This book will not save the world. Only nerds, like myself, will venture into the medical section of the bookshop and we already know everything you tell us to a more advanced level.

It is quite an enjoyable read. I wouldn't say it's well written but it's enjoyable.

Penguin, why did you publish this? Is it because she has a title? Is it because publishers are not scientists? Or is it the fact you thought you could make a difference? If it's the last reason, I'm sorry for you. This is not the way to save the world. The Book Doesn't Work - A Global Threat.

The Blog Post Graveyard

Welcome to my Blogger app, a.k.a. my blog post graveyard. Come, take a look around.

Over here we have the angry posts written in a fit of annoyance. I say annoyance because if you read them you'll see they are written in a fit of rage at society and politicians. Yes, that's the one about Time magazine and their article about our generation. Moving on.

Here are the dorky posts. Oh, so you've noticed the 600 word post about how Percy Jackson makes me cry? Yes, people aren't invited here very often. No photos, please. Ah, the post about how I don't drink? Facinating, isn't is, and a little terrifying that I was going to be so open on the net. Yes, I am exhausted when I write these so I lack judgement.

This dark corner is entitled, things I've never started. Yes, some of the ideas are quite good aren't they? Why didn't I write them? I wanted to sleep really. Didn't have enough time to write them. Missed my own personal "deadline" for them. Regardless, it's usually ridiculous.

And finally, posts I've taken down. It's very small but quite entertaining.

I'm afraid that ends our tour. Exit through the gift shop. Thank you.

I want to be a doctor #2 - ObamaCare

ObamaCare came into action on October 1st in the USA and the other day I took the time to understand what this is, how it affects Americans and why on earth the government shut down.

The main issue with the US health system is that it's too expensive. It's main objective is making profit and that's not right. Yes, every business has to make money because that's how growth occurs however, when your profiteering hurts people, and it does, what you are doing is wrong. The US citizens pay more tax proportionately than the UK in health care which is perverse as our health care is free.

ObamaCare is not like the NHS. That suprised me. The NHS provides every British citizen with free health care. ObamaCare provides everyone with insurance. The basic idea is that everyone is entitled to health care so everyone must have insurance. If you are below a certain level of the poverty line the government pays for your insurance and that is what the Republicans are against. There are also different levels of insurance depending on how much coverage you want.

This means now it is illegal to not have health insurance. However, now less wealthy people who are just above this poverty line have to pay for insurance, meaning that these people now have the biggest problems.

But what I don't get is why, WHY, the American Government shut down over this. Why is one political party in America against health care for all? Why shouldn't people pay so your country is healthy? Even if you support capitalism in the extremes, don't you want a fitter workforce? Not giving people free health care is similar to cave man civilisation:

If you are ill then you die.

It just feels like there's a lack of compassion within the Republicans and I feel like that is the biggest problem with American society, not the obesity, not books that will "ruin your children", not alcohol, not TV. It is your lack of caring towards those that need it most.

So start your government up. You are fighting an argument that has a moral argument that is so crystal clear I wonder what you're trying to prove.

Care about your people and they will care for you.

letter from sleep

To all my readers last month:

Thank you.

I created a blog in January. I got a few page views a day. I was happy. 

In March I wrote a controversial piece on advertising and wow, I got 20 page views in a day. In May I had almost 500 pages views and that was my top month. 

Until September. 

I had 627 page views overall and 74 page views on one individual day.

You see, I love to write. 

It's odd because I'm taking three science and two maths a levels and I struggle with mixing numbers and words together. I always have.

But when I'm here just writing, I feel peace. I feel calm. It's like a diary but productive. I feel like I may interest some people and I would love it if my blog brought people happiness. 

Writing has always been a medium I enjoy just I write more when I'm happy (though just the last week I've had writers block, I'm still ecstatic most of the time). I prefer it to art. I'm starting to read more broadly. I'm trying to post broadly.

To do this, I'm thinking of setting a "theme" a month. This also ties in with my be more Rookie campaign. 

I understand this post is sort of a shambles but frankly it's late at night and I'm copying the deep sense of peace I feel at night onto paper.

Goodnight readers.

Sophie x

Thank you.

late night feelings.

A man has dreams of walking with giants
To carve his niche in the edifice of time
Before the mortar of his zeal
Has a chance to congeal
The cup is dashed from his lips
The flame is snuffed aborning
He's brought to rack and ruin in his prime
My world was calm, well ordered, exemplary
Then came this person, with chaos in her wake
And now my life's ambitions go with one fell blow
It's quite a bitter pill to take

A spoonful of sugar that is all it takes
It changes bread and water into tea and cakes
A spoonful of sugar goes a long, long way
'Ave yourself a 'ealthy 'elpin' ev'ry day
You're a man of 'igh position
Esteemed by your peers
And when your little tykes are cryin'
You 'aven't time to dry their tears
And see them grateful little faces
Smilin' up at you
Because their dad, 'e always knows
Just what to do

You've got to grind grind grind at that grindstone

Though child'ood slips like sand through a sieve
And all too soon they've up grown
And then they've flown
And it's too late for you to give
Just that spoonful of sugar
To 'elp the medicine go down
The medicine go down, the medicine go down.

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#18 - Go to Disney

I don't think words can quantify how much I love Disney World.

I own all these photos.

#17 - Try Churros

These are amazing. I had the frontierland churros at night and they were incredible.

Be More Rookie - Playlist - Autumn's Coming

As part of my "be more rookie" idea/project/inspiration I made a playlist on 8 tracks and then a pretty, handwritten track list. As part of my lack of sleep, I miss spelt Autumn. Apologies.