So, I seem to be okay, no heart attack as of yet, and Maria and I went to see a movie. (not a film)

Movie: Belly laughs, tears in my eyes:

Maria and laughed most of the way through "The In-Laws," Albert Brooks and Michael Douglas.

Candice Bergen playing Douglas' aging hippie wife is a dream and is as fetching as ever.

Just did a longer than usual workout on the treadmill, 50 minutes at 4 mph or so, and then came up for a shower. While bending over to put on my shoes I felt something in my chest. Is this it? Am I having a heart something? Did I over-do it?

Well these are the considerations: too much trouble to go to the doc to find out. Even more trouble to go to the emergency room. And then there is the insurance angle.

I think that we are covered for the EM but not for a private doc who would send me to the EM anyway, because that's where all the equipment is.

Well, we are going north on Sunday by Amtrak. Ill wait to see Dr. Kerpin, he knows me and is a cardiologist.

It's just too much trouble--stupid right?

In the meantime, working out makes me feel great. I need the sweat, that tired-relaxed feeling that comes over my body.

I am listening to Tibetan Chanting now on a CD.

Should I join an ashram?

Genocide: A case may be made that the first genocide was God's killing of the first born Egyptians. Since then genocide has been a popular method of taking control of land or getting rid of neighbors.

The twentieth century has seen plenty of genocidal terrors--starting early in the century with the Turkish eradition of the Armenians. Americans stood by and allowed it to happen, denying all the time that it was happening, in spite of Ambassador Morgenthau's warnings, protests, and pleadings with our congress. We wanted to maintain a delicate relationship with the Otttoman Empire and so we said nothing. We've always found diplomatic or policy rationalizations for ignoring humanity in need.