As locals have probably heard by now, Massachusetts Lt. Governor Tim Murray expected to resign shortly.
Rumor has it that the reason he's resigning is that he's being cleared out of the way now, so he won't be promoted to governor...
...when Obama taps Governor Patric to become the new Attorney General.
According to a commentor I read on Universial Hub (my source for all this), the line of succession then passes to the MA Secretary of State. Who is Galvin.
This is all well and good, I suppose, should it fall out this way (though my impression was that Galvin has been doing a very nice job as Sec of State and I'm a bit jealous of his efforts and don't want to let him go), but man am I getting tired of Special Elections.
In re [sci, cur ev, pshrinkery, med] Fraudulent Generic Medication
Below the cut is a
Click through (warning: LONG), and then use Crtl-f (Mac OS: Apple-f) to find-in-page using the medication's generic name. Use Crtl-g/Apple-g to find multiple listings -- sometimes a drug is listed more than once because there are different dose pills. The links, if LJ processes them aright, should be clickable so you can go right on through and see a picture and get the imprint number so you can check your pills.
Please note that this is pills only (I think). IV meds, inhalers, salves, and other preparations are not listed.
I have no idea if this is USA specific or not.
( The List of Ranbaxy PillsCollapse )
Also useful: http://www.findacode.com/ndc/labelers/R
An alphabetical list, but no pictures. (Don't know how it matches this one.)
In re [sci, cur ev, pshrinkery, med] Fraudulent Generic Medication
Got it. Apparently Ranbaxy's USFDA "National Drug Code" "labeler code" is 63304.
From www.findacode.com's NDC Search page:
NDC NumberingSo: Look on the bottle for an "NDC" number. It should be DDDDD-XXXX-YY, or similar. If the DDDDD is 63304, it's by Ranbaxy. Pop it into http://www.findacode.com/ndc/ndc-nation
For general consumption, but clinicians especially please read.
tl;dr: If you, your loved one or your patients are on generics of Prozac, Ativan, Seroquel, Wellbutrin, Tranxene, Aricept or a whole bunch of meds for somatic conditions, and weren't/aren't responding or had adverse reactions, it may be attributable to bogus meds. The extent of the corruption uncovered already staggers the imagination and is still unfolding.
So the bad news of why I was even thinking about that bit from "The Hunt for Red October" (h/t fiddlingfrog) that I some how knew about without ever having read the book:
Soviet antibiotics, "plan" medications, were substituted. It was a common practice in Soviet industry for workers to earn bonuses by manufacturing goods over the usual quota, goods that bypassed what quality control existed in Soviet industry. This particular batch of medication had never been inspected or tested. And the vials had probably been filled with distilled water instead of antibiotics, Marko learned the next day. Natalia had lapsed into deep shock and coma, dying before the series of errors could be corrected.is this:
[Ranbaxy employee] Thakur left Kumar's office stunned. He returned home that evening to find his 3-year-old son playing on the front lawn. The previous year in India, the boy had developed a serious ear infection. A pediatrician prescribed Ranbaxy's version of amoxiclav, a powerful antibiotic. For three scary days, his son's 102° fever persisted, despite the medicine. Finally, the pediatrician changed the prescription to the brand-name antibiotic made by GlaxoSmithKline (GSK). Within a day, his fever disappeared. Thakur hadn't thought about it much before. Now he took the boy in his arms and resolved not to give his family any more Ranbaxy drugs until he knew the truth.
Massive, massive fraud has been discovered at the manufacturer of man generic drugs sold world-wide, yes, including in the US. This is only the most recent case of a manufacturer of generics being found to be making bad meds. (h/t Metafilter).
This post has a lot of "homework" reading, even by my standards, but I think it's important and fortunately its easily read but for the horror of it all. ( Read more: RanbaxyCollapse )
The congressional inquiry into the FDA petered out over the years. But under the direction of David Nelson, investigators interviewed the FDA inspectors who went to Paonta Sahib and asked them a simple question: Would they feel comfortable taking Ranbaxy drugs? "Every single inspector that went to India said they would never take a Ranbaxy drug," says Nelson, "like eight out of eight."
In case you would like to do likewise, here's the list of Ranbaxy generics sold in the USA. Folks from other countries, if you can come up with your own countries' lists, please link or cut-and-past in comments. My list is drawn from
Ranbaxy sells the following generic medications in the United States:
ETA: Here is a list of every med that drugs.com knows is being made by Ranbaxy: http://www.drugs.com/manufacturer/ranba
Even more useful is putting site:www.drugs.com/imprints ranbaxy into google. The resultant list of hits is every "drug identification wizard" page that lists Ranbaxy. Has pictures so you can discriminate Ranbaxy's pills from other manufacturers'.
( Read more: Teva, Dr. Reddy's and Cetero ResearchCollapse )
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Many thanks to fiddlingfrog who posted that OMNI magazine is now available for free at the Internet Archive. There is much that is awesome in that trove, and I'll be unearthing some of it. But the crowning issue, as far as I am concerned, was February 1986. It was the issue which introduced me to the word "tetrodoxin", the concept of ethnobotany, and the existance of the Exploratorium. And the jewel in the crown was a short story, which remains one of my all-time favorite works of fiction. Neither SFF nor magic realism, it introduced me to -- though it never used the word and I only figured it out later -- Surrealism.
I reproduce it here in full.
The Man Who Wasn't There
by William Kotzwinkle
Idle one evening and dully curious, I chanced to turn over a painting that hung upon the wall of the rooming house. Wrapped around the wire was a little scroll of paper. I opened it and read: Now you have met me/ Can you forget me?/ I offer you a chance.
In the bottom corner of the paper was the name of a tramp steamer and its next port of call. I rolled the little scroll back up, but instead of placing it back upon the wire, I slipped it in my pocket, as a souvenir.
I thought no more of the matter, but fate, or chance, had me on that tramp steamer when next it sailed. It was a voyage of several weeks, and I'd been staring at the empty springs of the bunk above me for many nights and mornings before I noticed there was a tiny figure tucked inside the coils---a figure of a unicorn, cleverly shaped out of folded paper. Examining it, I suddenly knew that it had been made by the man whose note I carried. I'd followed his thoughts---to the unicorn, mythical creature never seen.
I made inquiries; no one onboard, from cabin boy to captain, recalled a passenger with the habit of folding paper into little animals. But when we docked in port, ( I had not forgotten him.Collapse )
Oh, hivemind! I come bearing a puzzlement.
I was certain that I recalled a certain fact about the movie "The Hunt for Red October" which doesn't seem to be so, and now I'm trying to figure out what happened.
I recall seeing the movie either when it came out or sometime not too long thereafter on video (so early 90s). I was very struck by a detail of the Russian defector's motivation: the cause of his wife's death.
But I rewatched the movie, and, at least in the version streaming on Netflix, the cause of his wife's death is never mentioned.
According to Wikipedia, the novel -- which I've never read -- does reveal the cause of the wife's death, but, at least according to Wikipedia, it's similar but importantly different from the cause I recall from the movie.
According to wikipedia: "His wife, Natalia, died at the hands of an incompetent doctor who went unpunished because he was the son of a Politburo member." That's a kind of political corruption, and makes a statement about political privilege in the USSR.
What I remember is that his wife died because the antibiotic with which she was treated turned out to be nothing but water; something to the effect of factory workers defrauding the factory or the factory defrauding the state. This is a different sort of corruption, and it makes a different statement about what was wrong at the time in the USSR.
Am I remembering some other film? Presumably from the same time period? I was very struck by that plot point, and it adhered in my memory to "The Hunt for Red October" ever since.
I just learned that merle_ died.
I only knew him through LJ and email. He followed me back to my journal from intj, IIRC; his first comment in my journal was in 2005. I've known him -- insofar as he let himself be known -- for almost eight years. In the last year, he revealed more of himself, and I knew the nature of his problem -- but not how close to the end he was. Maybe he didn't know; maybe he didn't let himself know.
I am stunned and I am heartbroken. I will miss him. I wish he'd gotten more of life than he did; I'm glad he got what he did.
Does anybody else remember the pre-DHCP joke that MIT got a /8 all to itself, so every lightbulb could have its own IP number? You know, just in case somebody came up with a use for internet-enabled lightbulbs, ha ha?
I went car shopping today. It was fabulous. The last time I went car shopping, it was a pretty intensely annoying experience. It was filled with strange theater, where there were good guys (salesmen) and bad guys (managers) did battle with each other to get me a good price and/or screw me over...
Today, I walked into the dealership and opened with, "I have absolutely no ability to affect the price/financing or service and warranty contracts at all. I am simply here to decide which vehicle I want, with what features. Then MIT purchasing will contact you and do all negotiations. I get no input into that process at all. I just pick the car and then forward them to you."
With that on the table, it was a pleasure. They didn't bother with any theater; they didn't pester me with foolishness at all. They just showed me cars, and told me about them. I took them for test drives, asked about features, examined cargo space, and talked about what was physically available. The two times when the salesman went into some pre-programmed spiel with prices or financing terms in it, he remembered, cut himself off, apologized, and got back to showing me cars.
I wonder if there's a market in that. Professional car price negotiator. The car-wanter gets absolutely no look into it at all, and tells the salesman that his "buyer" will contact him once he has chosen a car. The negotiator gets the best deal he can *AFTER* all the options have been decided upon and there's no annoying "I'll throw in floor mats if you take the extended warranty..." nonsense making the whole price matrix 10-dimensional.
It certainly made the process nearly painless for me. A HUGE change from last time.
I use reading filters heavily on LJ, and one of them -- and only one, AFAIK -- is returning an Error 500.
So some of you, I can't read your posts. I have no idea why.