How not to sleep x three


How NOT to sleep

Three nights ago

Forget to charge the talking book reader. Dead silence when RantWoman went to turn on Trevor Noah’s book of everyday privilege, race, and violence in S Africa. Skip the overnight radio. Sklp reading a psalm or two in braille. Try to settle.

The kids in cages in the #TrumpConcentrationCamps on the southern border are TOO MUCH to think about. So don’t except of course…

INSTEAD, brain wanders to video of Lesley Stahl interviewing 99-year-old Ben Ferencz, the last surviving Nuremburg prosecutor.

The link in case readers also need help not sleeping:


At the age of 27 Ferencz was part of the military specialists who swept through captured Nazi bases gathering intelligence and documents. Ferencz collected all the reports of the Einsatzgruppen or Action Groups. The Einsatzgruppen swept east at the end of the war killing a million additional Jews, gypsies and others (people with disabilities—holy crap: RantWoman had not thought about that deeply before—on top of the millions slaughtered in the concentration camps.

Being good Germans and seeking to capture their leader’s attention: the Einsatzgruppen documented their ravages in precise detail in notebooks. Ferencz pleaded with his command to use the captured notebooks as the basis for a trial; in the end he prevailed about having the trial and was asked to serve as prosecutor. He called no witnesses beyond introducing the notebooks and convicted everyone he tried. Four of them were later hanged.

The interview included pictures of the defendants. Even enlarged on RantWoman’s screen, hey looked quite ordinary despite orchestrating mass murder.

Nuremburg digression from the world of interpreting: the Nuremburg trials are often cited as some of the first modern public demonstration of the role of interpreters.

Most digestible quote: It takes courage not to get discouraged. Sure, but that does not help about sleep.

Sleep data: two hours of leaky CPAP mask along with the mass murder meditations. Get up. Sleep in chair for two hours. Feed Cat. Go back to bed for 2+ hours. Okayyyy.
 
Two nights ago: main issue was eating too much late in the evening. Somehow managed 5+ hours in one spell. Then got up, fed cat, wound up staying up.

 Bungee cord data: now all THREE of RantWoman’s 60” WCIB canes have busted bungee cords. Good thing for two others the same lengthm, but…FedEx to MO…?

 Last night: fireworks all dang evening and into the night. Also too much twitter between #RevolutionaryWarAirportLetters, Russian media mocking the White House Occupant badly enough that one can feel sorry for the whole thing and #WhenISayDisabledIMean although RantWoman is still working on the concept of #DisabilityPride.= derived from DNA lotto.
 
Made it horizontal about 4; woke up around 8. Yeah, yeah.

 

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