Sharp Knives Hazardous To Your Health, Experts Say

21 12 2009

Recent studies have shown that the sharp edge on most kitchen knives is capable of cutting through skin and can cause potentially serious injury.  Statistics show that 100% of instances of sharp knife edges running along skin result in injury.  That is an alarming statistic.  And yet, sharp knives abound in American households.  Safety advocates stress the need to take action in order to prevent further unnecessary injury.  They recommend a universal dulling of kitchen knives everywhere to the point that they no longer pose a threat to the vast majority of Americans who own them.  Others have suggested a recall of knives and a transition to pre-cut food where the cutting is done in a factory by trained professionals.  One thing is for sure, if something isn’t done soon, these household lacerations will only get worse.  How long are we willing to let this needless cutting go on?

Sounds ridiculous, right?  That’s because it is!  I made up that paragraph to illustrate a point.  Forget 1984‘s “Big Brother” and the scary Socialist future, I’m worried about the sterile, hyper-regulated safety world we seem to be headed towards.  I got to thinking about this after reading an article about defective window blinds in which children were getting strangled and people were getting up in arms about it.  I have also seen a recent story on faulty cribs that are killing children.  A TIME magazine article on over-parenting also got me thinking about how extreme our vigilance has become when it comes to the safety of children.

Now before you accuse me of being insensitive and cruel let me say that I think the death of a child is one of the most tragic things that can happen, ever.  I also say that if it is reasonably possible to prevent such a thing from happening in the future, then by all means, prevent it.  I just want to emphasize the word “reasonable.”  The problem is, in the passion of the moment, at the height of grief, people are seldom reasonable about such things.

As nerdy as it sounds, when it comes to issues like this I often take comfort in statistics.  The data often tell a story that our emotions don’t allow us to see.  For example, let me share with you some statistics about accidental injury (you can find more stats here).  In 2006, there were 1,610 deaths due to unintentional injury in the age group 1-4 years old.  To build on the examples I shared above, let’s focus on death due to suffocation.  Suffocation is the fourth highest cause of accidental death in the 1-4 age group with 137 (8.5%) deaths attributed to it.  For information’s sake, the leading three causes (motor vehicle related, drowning and fire/burns) account for 70% of accidental deaths.

Now let’s put these suffocation stats into perspective.  In 2006 there were approximately 20 million children between the ages of 1 and 4 in the US.  So, in 2006, 0.008% (1,610) of all children aged 1-4 died as a result of unintentional injury; 0.0007% (137) of all children aged 1-4 died of accidental suffocation.  To look at it yet another way, there were 4,631 total deaths in this age group and suffocation only accounts for 3% of all deaths, accidental or not, in this age group.  Taken together these data suggest that accidental death due to suffocation is very uncommon and a much lower risk than motor vehicles and even homicide.

Even though each death is tragic, and each life lost is irreplaceable, let’s remember that accidental deaths like the one’s caused by faulty blinds or cribs are very, very rare.  How many thousands of such products are sold and used (without ill effect) before an unforeseen defect causes such a tragedy?  And for how many years and decades have people in America been using potentially hazardous products without complaint or extreme consequences?  Today people are becoming much too concerned with eliminating all risk, especially in their childrens’ lives.  I think we’re very close to crossing the line between safe and ridiculous.

I don’t think it’s bad to encourage safety or eliminate potential dangers.  But our emphasis often tends to be areas that are statistically very rare.  Consider how people today often wait in 1/2 hour lines of cars to drop off and pick up their kids at school.  I bet if you ask them why they don’t want their kids walking to school on their own it would have something to do with “stranger danger” or the fear of abduction.  The truth is, children are much more likely to be kidnapped or harmed by family members than by strangers and they are even more likely to get injured on the drive to and from school than they are to get abducted.  But people continue to be disproportionately concerned about the less likely risks.

My point is, let’s be reasonable about the degree to which we try to control the risks in our lives.  There’s risk involved in everything and learning to deal with risk effectively is an important part of life.  We’re not doing anyone any favors by trying to insulate ourselves and our children from every risk that’s out there.  The future generation will benefit far more from experiencing risk and learning to deal with it than they will from us refusing to allow them to have risks in their lives.





I Sang For Mitt Romney Today

21 12 2009

Mitt Romney has a house in my ward’s boundaries and he just happens to be in the area for christmas and he just happened to be at church today during which I had three different solo parts in our ward christmas presentation.  Politics aside, Mitt Romney is a famous person and I felt kind of special singing with him present.  I got several compliments on my singing and the stake president even gave me a shout out by name in front of everyone, saying I sang well.  So I don’t care that Mitt Romney was just one person in a large congregation of people who heard me sing or that he may have been falling asleep during parts of the program.  When I tell this story in the future it will go something like this: “I sang for Mitt Romney and he thought I was awesome.”  The end.





Some Firsts

16 12 2009

So this is gonna be kind of a weird post.  But in the last few days I’ve experienced two somewhat significant firsts in my life.  If you don’t have a sense of humor don’t read on.

The first first is that I hit my first bird in my car!  I know lots of you have hit birds before and it’s nothing special.  But I felt a macabre sense of accomplishment when it happened.  I was driving in Orange County when two seagulls dove into my lane, they both just about made it.  But the lower one was just a little too low.  I think it was my roof rack that did him in.  I heard a thud and saw a cloud of white feathers in my rear view mirror.  Maren’s reaction was one of horror and mine was somewhat opposite.  I’m not glad a bird had to die, but I’m glad I can add that to my life experiences.

The second first is slightly embarrassing and I’m only sharing it because I hope it will stir up some good comments from my readers.  And let’s be honest, it’s kind of funny.  I farted in front of my mother-in-law.  It was a total accident!  We were just walking along and I tried to squeeze out a quiet one (as I’ve done many times before) but instead it was definitely audible.  I hoped against hope that somehow Maren and her mother hadn’t noticed, but sure enough Maren turns to me with a quizzical look, following which Maren’s mom turned and told Maren to “have some couth” and just ignore my passage of gas.  So they both heard it, and Maren’s mom was going to let me get away with it!  Needless to say, I was quite embarrassed.  But I also felt relieved that an awkward bridge had been crossed between my mother-in-law and I, and I came out relatively unscathed.

Speaking of breaking wind, one first that I’m still waiting on is the highly anticipated first audible fluff from my dear wife.  I’m not necessarily looking forward to it, but Maren has said that she would like to go years without me hearing her southern winds, and in that sense I feel like she has laid out a challenge.  I find myself paying attention to every squeak of every chair ready to call her on it at any moment.  One day…





Bumper Stumpers

11 12 2009

Certain bumper stickers are like certain graphic t-shirts: they look hilarious or cool on the rack in the store but if you actually buy it and wear it you just look like a tool.  You and your buddies might have a good laugh over the “pirates get more booty” t-shirt in the store (I’ll admit, there are sometimes some funny ones out there), but when you wear it in public, people probably aren’t thinking that you must have a good sense of humor.  Same thing for bumper stickers.  Be careful what you put on your car’s butt!

Some bumper stickers are okay, though.  I completely support national flag bumper stickers (as long as there isn’t any text along with it).  Righteous, non-partisan patriotism is always inspiring.  I’m okay with radio station bumper stickers because they often have a function, e.g. radio promotions that give cars with stickers discounted gas or other goodies.  I can also stand by alumni stickers.

Stickers I’m not okay with include the politically inflammatory, ones that include profanity or other inappropriate material, lame jokes and insults and others of that ilk.  It just seems immature.

Political campaign stickers just end up looking funny ten years later.  I wonder if all those vehicular politicians are still glad they chose to mar their car with something that becomes essentially meaningless in 4 years.

Stickers that have so much small text on them you would have to be 2 feet away to read it are just ridiculous.  Why would you put it in a place that no one will be close enough to read it?  Brand name stickers aren’t as cool as you think they are, either.

And the “My child is an honor student” stickers are just a little pretentious, don’t you think?  It’s one thing to brag to your close friends and acquaintances about your children’s academic prowess; it’s quite another to brag to a stranger behind you on the freeway.  And it’s worse when the sticker is on some Lexus or BMW SUV.  That’s just rubbing salt in the wound.

And bullet hole stickers.  I mean, really?!

And finally, some cars are just not meant to have bumper stickers on them.  Like a Jaguar, for example.  I bring this up because, on the way home from work today, I ended up behind a classic Jag in pretty good condition with three bumper stickers on it.  One of them said something about a Tax Revolt 2009 (political – one strike) the others were small and unintelligible (two strikes).  The third strike is that THEY WERE ON A JAGUAR!  I guess some people just don’t appreciate high quality automobiles the way I do.

And to end this post, I want to give a shout out to the civil rights warriors out there who drive hatchbacks covered in bumper stickers that say “Meat is Murder” and “Save a Tree, Wipe Your Butt With A Logger” and so on.  To you I say, first, I admire much of what you stand for, keep up the good work; second, I wouldn’t be caught dead in your car; and lastly, don’t stop putting stickers on your car, even though you’ve broken all my bumper sticker rules, it’s a lot of fun to see you and your stickers.

Hopefully, I don’t have too many readers who love bumper stickers!





Applications: Complete!

9 12 2009

I have finally finished my grad school applications and I’m in a blogging mood again.  It sure feels good to have that part over with.  I’ve been spending some time finding out more about where I might end up living.  Maine might not be super cool, but it’s close to Canada.  Maren’s dead set against New Jersey.  California always looks good.  It’ll be interesting to see what happens.  I’m aware that I still have interviews to look forward to, and that could be pretty stressful, but in the meantime it’s nice to be able to sit back a bit and enjoy the Christmas season.

Speaking of Christmas, I love it!  And I love being married and celebrating Christmas!  We got our very own cheap, fake tree and we put our very own cheap ornaments on it and it looks beautiful!  And it’s all ours!  And I have to work Christmas day but, as a Christmas getaway, Maren and I are going to spend a couple of days in Mexico right after Christmas.  It’s gonna be awesome!

And I love Christmas music!  Favorite Christmas song at the moment: The Nutcracker Suite as performed by The Brian Setzer Orchestra.  Also, the Christmas Waltz by Frank Sinatra.  It’s good stuff.

I miss the snow a little bit.  I wish I could at least play in it now and then.  The last few days have been sorta cold, though.  And by that I mean 50 F.  And it’s cute to see how cold Maren gets in our little drafty apartment.  I remember how my Garneau towers apartment in college was drafty.  Drafty at 40 below is not fun.

Anyways, I feel weird writing my blog about what’s going on in my life, even though that’s what everyone always wants me to write.  I prefer telling you my opinions about random things.  It makes me feel important. ;)

Coming soon… Peter will tell you his thoughts on something other than his life!








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