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Paring down some things

I've recently taken several of my blogs offline. As is often the case, I don't yet know exactly why that is or where I am going from here.

My health is better than it's been and my thinking is clearer. One valid interpretation: I need to consolidate my writing onto fewer blogs and spread myself less thin and I have a clearer idea of where I am going with this stuff.

Several of the blogs I took offline were health related blogs. One valid interpretation: I've tried various approaches to writing about the topic and found that some approaches simply don't work.

Another valid interpretation: Writing about health topics is a waste of my time. It's more downside than up and something I would kind of like to abandon.

Some months ago, I rewatched The Saint. It has a plot similar to Chain Reaction -- someone invents clean, unlimited energy and people want to prevent it from being given away for free -- only the inventor is a woman with a serious health defect instead of some stud played by Keanu Reeves.

I guess the two movies are the closest thing I can find as a pattern match for what I have done to get healthier and my attempts to figure out how to give the info away, in part because there seems to be no means to sell it and in part because I think that's the right solution for the problem space in question.

I recently tripped across the following quote on Reddit:
TIL In 1955, Jonas Salk chose not to patent his polio vaccine for the betterment of humanity. As a result, he missed out on earning an estimated $7 billion.
I have one foot in the camp of "Salk was a fool. He should have taken the money and run." and one foot in the camp of "People are idiots. If he hadn't given it away, we would not have essentially eradicated polio."

I like writing. It's been my occupation in recent years but it doesn't pay adequately.

I will likely keep writing though I can certainly see shifting my main focus to some other occupation if, you know, the money is there.

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