Who Is Mistral Dawn?

Mistral Dawn is a thirty-something gal who has lived on both coasts of the US but somehow never in the middle. She currently resides in the Southeast US with her kitty cats (please spay or neuter! :-)) where she works as a hospital drudge and attends graduate school. Taken By The Huntsman is her first effort at writing fiction and if it is well received she has ideas for several more novels and short-stories in this series. Please feel free to visit her on FaceBook or drop her a line at mistralkdawn@gmail.com

Wednesday, July 7, 2021

#Agent Thoth's #Personal Log: Day 1340


Hey Everyone! 😊

Agent Thoth discusses more of the trials and tribulations associated with living with hominids. Incidentally, if you've missed Agent Thoth's earlier entries, you can find them here: Thoth's Journal


Department for the Preservation and Confirmation of Intelligent Life (DPCIL)
Agent Thoth's Personal Log

Day Thirteen-Hundred-Forty:
It occurs to me, the most obvious way to both be true to my DPCIL mission to seize all opportunities for the advancement of knowledge and simultaneously avoid the most oppressive of the local outside temperatures at this point in this planet’s revolution around the nearest star is to conduct my studies during the coolest part of the day, namely, at night. There are a wide variety of small arthropods that are most active during this portion of the day, so I will have no shortage of study material. And I have not spent much time on the outside of my domicile during this time before, so there will undoubtedly be new behaviors and previously unknown species to study.

The biggest obstacle to this plan is my hominid-servant. She is not inclined to allow me access to the area outside my domicile under the best of circumstances, and I cannot imagine that the decreased external illumination during the time period in question will do anything but increase her resistance to the idea. Also, she is not generally inclined to open the door to my domicile for any reason during this portion of the day, which severely limits my opportunities for escape. I will have to ruminate on this conundrum and see if any solutions present themselves.


Obstinate hominids! 😉 You may have noticed that Agent Thoth has a new look. I hope you like his new picture as much as I do, but I'd love to hear your thoughts, either way. Feel free to let me know what you think in the comments. 😉 Happy reading, everyone!






Tuesday, July 6, 2021

Keeping Us In Our Place...

 


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Since it's the beginning of the workweek, I thought it might be a good time to take a look at how those in power keep the rest of us in our place and working for their benefit. Enjoy... 😉

Excerpt from Answers from Alyce:
"You were explaining how the high cost of healthcare in your society has been used to justify limiting the salaries and benefits offered to junior employees in the industry."

"Yeah. People who work in support positions in the healthcare industry often make little money and have few, if any, benefits."

"What types of jobs do these people perform?"

"All different kinds. There are people who work as nursing assistants, secretarial staff, laboratory assistants, phlebotomists, janitorial staff, home health aides, and others. It depends on the company they work for, but it's not at all uncommon for these positions to have low salaries and few benefits."

"Benefits such as what?" asked Squid-boy.

"Benefits like paid vacation and sick time, health insurance, and retirement savings contributions."

"One moment, are you saying that the health insurance you were talking about earlier is something your people must obtain through their employers?" asked Yax. "But what if, as you say, the employer opts not to provide such insurance; how do their employees get their healthcare needs taken care of?"

I shrugged. "In a lot of cases, they don't."

"What?" exclaimed the two aliens.

"Like I said before, lots of people die in my country every year because they have no health insurance and so aren't able to get the medical care they need."

"Because of wallet biopsies?" asked Squid-boy.

I nodded. "Yes. Sometimes. If a patient has a long-term or chronic illness, they can receive emergency care for an acute exacerbation or complication by going to an emergency room. By law, they have to be treated enough for them to be 'stabilized'."

"Which you said before just means that they won't die imminently."

"Yep. But the underlying cause of their illness won't get treated."

"Can you give us an example?" asked Yax.

"Sure. One example would be someone who didn't have insurance who had cancer. Even if their cancer was treatable with chemotherapy or radiation therapy, they probably wouldn't be able to receive those treatments if they didn't have insurance. If they went to an emergency room, they would probably be given a prescription for pain medication and treated for any acute symptoms, like if they were having trouble breathing, or something like that. But then they'd be 'referred' to a cancer specialist, who they wouldn't be able to see because most specialists won't schedule appointments for people who don't have insurance. And even if they do manage to get in to see an oncologist, they almost certainly won't be able to get the treatment they need because they wouldn't be able to afford it. Cancer treatments can run into the hundreds of thousands of dollars, or more, and most people don't have that kind of money."

"So they would just be allowed to go without treatment?" exclaimed Squid-boy. "Their cancer would be allowed to progress until it killed them? Even though the means exist to save their life?"

"Yep."

The small alien waved his arms around his head and walked around in a couple of circles. Eventually, he turned back towards me and snapped his beak in my direction. "I reiterate; your species is barbaric."

"Well, as I said before, I won't argue with you, sugar. There are other examples, too. For instance, if a person has a chronic illness like diabetes and they don't have insurance, there's a good chance they won't be able to afford the medication they need to keep their condition under control. There was a case not that long ago where a young man in his early twenties died because he didn't have insurance and couldn't afford the insulin he needed to treat his diabetes."

"But such illnesses cause other health problems if they are allowed to go untreated. It's much easier, and requires fewer resources, to treat such conditions on a maintenance basis rather than to allow them to go uncontrolled and create more problems for the patient," observed Yax.

I shrugged. "You're preaching to the choir, darlin'. I agree with you, but I don't make the rules."

"But it's illogical," insisted the tall alien. "If the concern of your insurance companies is to keep costs low, it makes much more sense for them to pay for the necessary treatment to prevent chronic illnesses from causing expensive complications."

I laughed. "Sure. If those companies insured the patients we're talking about. But they don't. So, it doesn't cost them anything if those patients get even more sick than they already were, because they won't be paying for them, anyway."

"But surely the cost to your society…"

"You aren't getting it, sugar. Most of the time there is no obvious cost to my society because no one is paying for these patients to be treated. Some of them, the lucky ones, are able to qualify for government health coverage. But the requirements for those programs are pretty stringent, and a lot of people either don't qualify or can't figure out how to navigate the bureaucracy to prove that they do qualify. So, the only financial costs to society, at large, are the costs associated with the emergency care, which is usually minimal, they receive until they die. And we haven't even talked about how many people never even get diagnosed until it's too late do anything for them because they couldn't afford to go to a doctor when they started feeling sick and their symptoms weren't severe enough to qualify for emergency care."

Yax crossed his arms over his chest. "I must agree with my colleague; that's barbaric."

"I agree, but that's still the way it is."

The large alien heaved a sigh and ran a hand over one of his horns. "Be that as it may, none of it explains why people in your society receive health insurance from their employers. If, as it seems, your people have decided that this type of insurance is a necessary commodity, why can you not purchase it on the open market like any other consumer good or service?"

"Well, people can buy health insurance on their own, but there's no free market for it."

"Why not? I thought the philosophy your society valued was that of free-market capitalism. Why should there be an exception for the health insurance industry?"

I looked at the handsome devil for a few heartbeats and then dissolved into hysterical laughter. Squid-boy wandered over and gave me a quizzical look, which just cracked me up even harder. The two aliens looked at each other and Yax said, "I believe this is a sign that we have misunderstood something fundamental about their society, once again."

The short alien made a gurgling sound and responded, "Hardly surprising. Their society seems determined to be manically irrational."

Wiping tears from my eyes, I sobered and said, "Bless your hearts, y'all don't seem like you've understood anything I've told you."

"In what way have we misapprehended your meaning?" asked Yax.

"Isn't it obvious? Has anything I've said indicated that there's anything resembling a level playing field in my country? There's no free market for insurance because the corporations that run our government don't want there to be. The same way there's no free market in a lot of industries, and for the same reason. And there hasn't been anything resembling a free market in my country for decades. The corporations that run our government find it much more profitable to form monopolies, so people don't have any choice beyond purchasing from them or not purchasing at all."

The tall alien made a disgruntled sound in the back of his throat. "More examples of the corruption you told us about."

"Yep."

"But there is an option for your people to buy health insurance without going through an employer?"

"Yes. But it's expensive. A few years ago, a law was passed that makes it easier for people to buy their own health insurance, and some people can qualify for government assistance to pay their premiums if their income is low enough and if their employer doesn't offer health insurance. But it's still expensive and a lot of people can't afford it."

"That would seem to make little sense. Why would the corporations that run your government want the expense of having to provide health insurance for their employees? Wouldn't it be more cost-effective for them to have your government pay for the medical needs of your people?"

"Well, first, most companies don't pay the entire cost of health insurance for their employees. Usually, they only pay part of the cost and the employees have to pay for the rest of it. What they do that does help their employees is negotiate with the insurance companies to secure a lower premium for their employees by guaranteeing a large number of new customers for the insurance companies."

"But such negotiations would seem to favor large corporations much more than small companies," observed Squid-boy.

I nodded. "Yep. And guess which kind of companies gives more money to politicians?"

The short alien snapped his beak at me but made no reply.

I turned back to his taller friend. "And, second, can you think of a more effective way of controlling the workforce? If you want to virtually guarantee a ready labor pool, what better way to do so than literally holding their lives hostage?"

Yax uncrossed his arms and looked at me thoughtfully. "You're right. That would seem to be an exceptionally efficient lever of control for the authorities in your society to use against the populace. But it would seem to have the side-effect of stifling innovation and entrepreneurship."

I snorted. "Of course it does. People don't dare take a chance on starting their own businesses because they can't risk what might happen if they or someone in their family gets sick. But do you honestly think big companies think that's a bad thing? Of course not; it just means there will be less competition for them. Plus, the fact that people are afraid of what might happen if they quit a job they don't like and then get sick means that companies can treat their employees badly with impunity. Because, no matter what they do to them, their employees probably won't go anywhere."

"A very tidy little trap," mused Squid-boy.

I shrugged. "What else would you expect when so many people spent so much time, money, and effort designing it?"




Want to see what truisms Alyce has to reveal about our society? Grab your copy at the link below. Happy reading! 😊 


Answers from Alyce




Sunday, July 4, 2021

It's The Season To #CookOut #Recipe!

 



Hey Everyone!! :-)

In honor of the Fourth of July, and the official kickoff for cookout season, I wanted to share one of my favorite cookout recipes. Enjoy and Happy Independence Day! 😊

Ingredients:
1 per burger portabello mushroom cap
1 per burger hamburger bun (your favorite kind)
10 bell peppers (can be one color or a mix of colors)
3 onions chopped
4 large cloves of garlic rough chopped
2 1/2 cups distilled white vinegar
3 cups water
2/3 cup sugar
1/4 cup salt

Put the peppers on a baking sheet in a single layer. Bake at 400 degrees Fahrenheit for 45 minutes. Turn the peppers over halfway through baking. Remove the peppers from the oven and immediately place them in a ziplock bag. Let them sit for 15 minutes. The skins should be easy to pull off at this point. Remove the skins and seeds and chop the peppers.

Put the chopped peppers, onions, and garlic in a large bowl. Set them aside. In a saucepan, combine the water, vinegar, sugar, and salt. Bring them to a boil. Stir them until the salt and sugar are completely dissolved. Remove from the heat and pour the hot liquid over the peppers, onions, and garlic. Allow the mixture to cool and then cover it. Refrigerate it overnight (or longer). When ready for your cookout, drain the pepper mixture, pulse the mixture in a food processor a couple of times, and serve it chilled as a relish.

Lay your mushroom caps out on a tray. Sprinkle each side with salt and pepper (to taste) and brush or drizzle each side with olive oil. Cook on a grill or in a buttered skillet for 2-3 minutes per side, or until the surface starts to brown and the edges start to soften. Grill or toast the buns and spread them with butter or mayonnaise. Place the mushroom caps on the prepared buns and serve topped with pepper relish.

Bon Appetit! 😊











Friday, July 2, 2021

#Animal #Rescuer's #Guide To #Staying ( #Relatively ) #Sane! #Free! 😊

 



Hey Everyone!! 😊

Just a reminder, for those who haven't checked it out yet, I've collected all my animal rescue/care posts together and published them as a small book.  If you'd like, you can download the book for free from Amazon, Smashwords, B&N, Kobo, and iTunes.



Thanks for stopping in today, and don't forget to check back tomorrow for the next installment of Mistral Dawn's Musings! :-)




Thursday, July 1, 2021

#APC #Spotlight: Hedge King In Winter: First Tale In The Matter Of Manred By Michael E Dellert!


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I've got Michael E. Dellert in my APC spotlight, today! Michael is an active and supportive member of the Authors-Professional Co-op Facebook group and his sword and sorcery, magical adventure, dark fantasy novel, Hedge King In Winter, looks great!! Here's the description:
The king is crippled. Can his brother hold the kingdom together against the machinations of their rival uncle?
If you think this sounds like something you might enjoy, go ahead and grab your copy here:





Thank you all so much for stopping by! Happy reading! :-)



Wednesday, June 30, 2021

#Agent Thoth's #Personal Log: Day 1337


Hey Everyone! 😊

Agent Thoth discusses more of the trials and tribulations associated with living with hominids. Incidentally, if you've missed Agent Thoth's earlier entries, you can find them here: Thoth's Journal


Department for the Preservation and Confirmation of Intelligent Life (DPCIL)
Agent Thoth's Personal Log

Day Thirteen-Hundred-Thirty-Seven:
I do have to note that the warmest season does compensate for the discomfort of the temperatures by offering a greater variety of small arthropods to study. The arthropods are also more active during this season due to the warmer temperatures. However, the environmental controls that my hominid-servant employees to maintain the internal temperature of my domicile at a comfortable level interferes with my studies in this area somewhat.

The temperature differential between the inside and the outside of my domicile seems to discourage some of the small arthropods from making any migration within. This means that, in order to maximize my opportunities for study, I would have to venture outside my domicile. But the outside temperatures are so oppressive for me that to even contemplate an escape attempt in order to more closely study the most active arthropods exhausts me. I believe that, even if I were to succeed, I would be so drained by the heat that I would be unable to engage in any meaningful work. 

Therefore, I have made no serious attempts. I can’t help but wonder, however, if I am staying true to the spirit of my DPCIL mission. Am I simply acceding to the inescapable demands of biology, or is this truly laziness on my part? Either way, I cannot say that I am in any way motivated to change the status quo. For the moment, at least.


I have to agree with Thoth, hot weather is exhausting! 😉 You may have noticed that Agent Thoth has a new look. I hope you like his new picture as much as I do, but I'd love to hear your thoughts, either way. Feel free to let me know what you think in the comments. 😉 Happy reading, everyone!






Tuesday, June 29, 2021

Baby Steps...


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Here's a little bit more of the third installment in the Petri Dish Chronicles! As always, the disclaimer is that this is a draft and, as such, it's unedited and likely full of errors and is subject to revision, revamping, and being completely scrapped and rewritten. But, with that in mind, I'm reasonably satisfied with the basics of it, at least at the moment, or I wouldn't have bothered posting it. Enjoy! :-)

Excerpt from Shifting Paradigms:
“What are you talking about? I couldn't connect."

“Perhaps you were unable to fully interface," said Daji. "But whatever energy it is that you control clearly manifested itself. It appeared as a shimmering cloud surrounding the fire to us. What did it feel like to you?”

Petri locked her gaze to Vlad’s. “You did something, didn’t you? What did you do? Why? Are you trying to manipulate us?"

The entity in question merely raised his eyebrows. “I did nothing, Per Dish. I am also not doing that.” He pointed back at the fireplace.

Petri glanced at where the enigmatic entity pointed, but what she saw arrested her attention. Focusing on the fire, she realized it had grown substantially, the flames now escaping the hearth and reaching for the mantel above.

“What the…" Petri turned back to Vlad. "I'm not doing that. I can't. I would have no idea how."

“Aren't you? Then who is?"

“You must be doing it.”

“But I’m not, Per Dish. Why would I? It wouldn’t further my interests to waste time playing parlor tricks here.”

“But I’m not doing it!” Petri looked around at her friends who were staring at her. "I'm not!"

Vlad locked eyes with Petri and held her gaze for several heartbeats. Petri felt as though he was measuring her soul, but finally he just gave one of his shrugs.

“I cannot feel your energy signature interacting with that of the room. I felt it earlier when you were focused on the fire, but now I feel nothing. I have no concrete explanation for what is influencing the fire.”

“How about a non-concrete explanation?” asked Chessie, echoing their host’s earlier dry tone. 

Focusing his gaze on Petri in a way that reminded her of the way Rodney had looked at her, Vlad answered Chessie’s question. “I suspect Per Dish is subconsciously interfacing with the code in this room. As I said, it is more susceptible to manipulation than the code in the majority of the rainbow. I believe it is possible that her mind has found a way to integrate with it and her mood affects how it manifests. If that’s true, then if she can find a way to exert conscious control of the connection she has made, this may be the first step in creating the meld between an organic mind and the digital world of the rainbow that both the Arcanum and I desire.”