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Wednesday, July 09, 2025

Post 758 - The Story of Pharmacology in Under 1000 Words

The Story of Pharmacology in Under 1000 Words

 


In  the beginning, anything could be a drug.  Whether it was ground from a plant or found in an animal, it was ingested, applied, or injected by our ancestors.  Eventually, scribes wrote things down to help remember what was beneficial (for use in the community) or poisonous (for use against an enemy).  Priests became physicians, rituals became office calls, and hieroglyphics became prescriptions.  Physicians lost the time to make their own medicines, so they turned the work over to apprentices who became pharmacists.  Throughout the whole evolutionary process, everything worked just fine and everyone became healthier.  Well, not exactly.

In the United States before 1906, if you wanted a drug and you had the money, you could just go out and buy it.  Prescriptions were only a recommended option, and in some states, licensing any health professional was actively discouraged.  

Patent medicines were loaded with morphine, cocaine, cannabis, or mercury compounds (so much so that archaeologists tracing the path of Lewis and Clark could identify fort locations by the levels of mercury still remaining in the explorers’ abandoned latrines).   

Morphine was so widely used during the American Civil War that, after 1865, over 100,000 soldiers had some form of habituation or addiction to the narcotic.   

The demand for drugs, licit and illicit, was sufficient enough for Sears to issue a separate drug catalogue at the start of the 20th century, essentially creating the first mail-order pharmacy.

In response to scandals of patient deaths and addictions, President Theodore Roosevelt encouraged the passage of the landmark Pure Food and Drug Act in 1906.  Considered a radical measure in its time, the act initially could only assure that ingredients and their amounts were listed on a patent medicine label (you could still get “arsenic tabules” for your complexion, but at least you knew it contained arsenic; this was considered a major breakthrough for consumer safety).

Plants served as the primary source for drugs.  The term pharmacognosy, meaning “knowledge of drugs,” essentially meant the knowledge of plants.

Eventually, specific chemicals were discovered, isolated, or synthesized, and the sources for drugs began to shift from plants to the chemist’s bench.  The idea was to create an inexhaustible supply of drugs.  Being able to minimize unexpected responses came from carefully controlling the dose.   

Even with the progression of the Food, Drug, and Insecticide Agency into the present-day FDA (its focus becoming foods and drugs), it still had little power to protect consumers.  The fine against a Dr. James Peebles for selling “bitter almonds” (cyanide) as part of a treatment for epilepsy was a mere $5 in 1913.   

It took further health disasters to prompt the creation of safety regulations.  In 1937, deaths from a toxic solvent in the antibiotic sulfanilamide prompted a law requiring new drugs actually be shown safe before marketing (the Food, Drug, and Cosmetic Act of 1938).  Serious birth defects in 1962 linked to thalidomide inspired the Kefauver-Harris amendments to assure that drugs were tested for safety and effectiveness before marketing.

Package inserts for patient information eventually appeared in 1970.

In between these laws came the Durham-Humphrey act, dividing drugs into the categories of non-prescription, prescription, and controlled substances: 

    Controlled substances were those drugs with the potential for addiction or abuse.
    Non-prescription drugs became commonly known as over the counter drugs or OTCs.  
    

The Drug Enforcement Agency (DEA) appeared in the early 1970s;  and, with it, the establishment of controlled substance schedules or categories, ranked by the drug’s potential for abuse.  These categories became schedules I (one) through V (five), and are still in use today:


Pharmacology Today in Under 300 Words

Modern pharmacology is a combined study of anything that can interact with living systems.  It builds upon knowledge of physiology, chemistry, botany, biochemistry, and mathematical theorems.  Even the study of pharmacognosy, after decades of being brushed aside as irrelevant, has reappeared with the increased interest in “herbal” or “natural” therapy...in some ways, we have not journeyed far from the explorers who traveled with Lewis and Clark in 1803.

Sunday, July 06, 2025

Post 757 - A Greeting to Brazil

Brazil is my #1 visitor to this collective of nonsense.  So I extend my sincerest greetings to our friends in South America:

Queridos leitores brasileiros,
É com muita alegria que noto tantas visitas vindas do Brasil. Para mim, a língua portuguesa sempre soou como música — doce, melodiosa, irresistível — mesmo quando dizem coisas terríveis, ainda soa como um belo fado aos meus ouvidos anglo-cêntricos! Sintam-se à vontade, comentem quando quiserem, e voltem sempre. Obrigado por sua visita e pelo toque de poesia que trazem a este humilde blog.
Com gratidão e amizade, Your Animating Apothecary

Dear Brazilian readers,
It is with great joy that I notice so many visits coming from Brazil. To me, Portuguese has always sounded like music — sweet, melodious, irresistible — even when you say terrible things, it still sounds like a beautiful fado to my Anglo-centric ears! Feel free to comment whenever you like, and come back often. Thank you for your visit and for the touch of poetry you bring to this humble blog.
With gratitude and friendship,
— An admirer of Brazil
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I played with various translation options, and also came up with this one, because, after all, when presented with a pair of temptations, it is only proper to take both!

Ah, meus caros brasileiros —
Podem me chamar de nomes terríveis em português, que eu só vou sorrir e dizer: "Que melodia maravilhosa!" Porque para mim, cada palavra portuguesa é um samba, um bossa nova, uma serenata ao meu coração anglo. Então venham, leiam, comentem, até mesmo xinguem — desde que seja em português, é música para mim! Obrigado por essa sinfonia inesperada de visitas!

— Um gringo feliz, dançando no compasso do Brasil

 Ah, my dear Brazilians —
You can call me dreadful names in Portuguese, and I will just smile and say: “What a wonderful melody!” Because to me, every Portuguese word is a samba, a bossa nova, a serenade to my Anglo heart. So come, read, comment, even curse — as long as it’s in Portuguese, it’s music to me! Thank you for this unexpected symphony of visits!
— A happy gringo, dancing to Brazil’s rhythm

 


Sunday, June 22, 2025

Post 754 - "Circle the Wagons" - Another Ever-Evolving Project Since December

Will have to actually finish one of these things before too long!

 Sketch progression, in succession:



 

 

Uh oh - they wanted station wagons!

 And more characters!

And a color balance - first test

And again...







(c) MMXXV (2025) Jim Middleton, Phil Bellfy

And so it goes!  On to the next project...
OK, an animation with the colors...


 




Monday, June 16, 2025

Post 753 - Amazon Package Arrived Empty on 16 June 2025

I have a new Bot Friend:

A: Hi, you're in the right place for customer service support.
How can we help?

J: Report missing item or package

A: Here is the latest update on your delivery:
Delivered today
Based on our record, your recent order was delivered on Monday, June 16. As of our last scan, Package delivered at 8:14 AM. Your package should contain: Anne’s Favorite Nighttime Skin Care Cream. Could you please check if the item was left in a common alternative location such as a mailbox, porch, or with neighbors?

J: Oh yes, I agree - the package should indeed contain Anne’s Favorite Nighttime Skin Care Cream - however, the beautifully preserved, *unsealed* bubble-padded envelope arrived and was picked up this morning by me. And a beautiful, *unsealed* *empty* bubble-padded envelope is all there was. I think someone at FMA6 in Fort Wayne, a lovely town in Indiana, forgot to pull the plastic strip to seal the aforementioned envelope.

A: I understand your concerns about the unsealed and empty bubble-padded envelope you received. I apologize for the inconvenience this has caused, and I truly empathize with the frustration of receiving an incomplete package. To make things right, I can process a refund or send a replacement item to you. Which one would you like?

J: Get a replacement

A: Your replacement item is on its way.
Replacement Summary
Anne’s Favorite Nighttime Skin Care Cream. Please take a moment to review the details and confirm if this meets your expectations.

J: Oh you did a lovely job in coordinating this transaction, mystery voice from beyond. My expectations for this transaction are indeed met, and will be fully met when the cream arrives. (the temptation to call it a vanishing cream at this point is practically overwhelming)

A: I'm glad to hear that you're satisfied with the replacement process! Your replacement order is set to arrive by Thursday.  If you have any further questions or need assistance, please don't hesitate to reach out. Thanks for choosing Amazon. Have a wonderful day ahead!
Is there anything else I can help you with?

J: Yes, I have a question about something else

A: Can you tell me more about what you need help with?

J: I was wondering - how many Frenchman can't be wrong? And just who IS buried in Grant's Tomb?

A: pfzzzzzzzzzzzt

Sunday, May 25, 2025

Post 749 - Ce N'est Pas Magritte

 

(c) 2025 MMXXV Jim Middleton, not Magritte, The Animating Apothecary


And, an observation on this eve of Memorial Day, 2025:

If AI can provide 50 animators the power of 500, and if the 19th century mentality continues to ooze from this administration, we will find our talented minds looking elsewhere in a world that will no longer need the US.  China can play the long game, having outlasted several empires; and if they can absorb the tenets of capitalism in a mere 40 years and then integrate it with a motivated society, with a mastery of AI –  as they have mastered philosophies, phones, the internet, and EVs – our undereducated, manipulated society will become irrelevant.  We will become the junkyard dogs of the world, fighting for scraps, our walled-in clusters merely reality- TV entertainment.  “Eat your dinner, Johnny, there are starving children in America.”

 我怎样才能成为一个更好的人?

Wednesday, May 14, 2025

Post 745 - Splinter Groups and the Glory of Collecting Toothpicks

SLIVERS IN THE TEETH - AND OTHER DENTAL WOODWORK
Notebook Entry - February, 1988


    Like matchbook collectors, mavens of the toothpick tend to hang around restaurants, bars, and cocktail waitresses.  The beginner starts young, relinquishing his Nuk nipple only for the finest quality woods, eventually transformed from the mere chewer of straw at the corner drugstore into a member of the most elite of associations, the Splinter Group.  Among those in the SG, collecting toothpicks is not so much a hobby as it is a way of life.

    Becoming a member of the Splinter Group (or its spinoff, the Reformed Splinters, also known as "R-splint" or RS) has its advantages, the most striking being its dental plan, deemed by some to be the most comprehensive in the nation.  Since the membership is renowned for its clean teeth, group coverage represents a minimal expense to the underwriters.  In addition, potential members are drawn by the annual "It'll Never Get Better If You Picket" bus tour which encompasses the major forests and lumber mills of New England and the Northwest.

    How does the casual collector of toothpicks meet the strict qualifications of becoming a member of the Splinter Group?  There are two ways: (1) the applicant must submit an affadavit attesting that his collection is his own and not an inheritance; that no part of his collection consists of plastic cocktail forks or the rubberized "reproductions" that plagued the market from 1924-1937; that his collection contains at least one specimen cut from (a) ivory (not the soap, and not from unintended sources--one applicant was denied membership for trying to pass off slivers from his Aunt Jessica's piano keys as the genuine article), (b) ebony or teak wood, and (c) sterling silver; or (2) he can send in sixteen bucks.

    I know I have derived considerable pleasure in collecting toothpicks for the past thirty years.  In fact, my many duplicates were glued together last summer to patch a hole in the garage roof, thus reassuring me and scoffing at those who consider gathering these indispensable shards of wood a waste of time.  My prized possession is a specimen either used by George Washington or a bit of fallout after some heavy teeth gnashing during the American Revolution.  In any case, I keep it in a velvet-lined box somewhere in my basement.  Someday I hope to find it.



 

Sunday, April 20, 2025

Post 738 - Notes on "The Great Dictator" - presentation to GR Ford Museum, 1988

 BEHIND "THE GREAT DICTATOR"
Notes for 28 January, 1988
Gerald R. Ford Museum, Grand Rapids


Thank you.  I have been introduced as a filmmaker and I would like to clarify this a bit--I am a pharmacist and instructor in Battle Creek who makes films whenever he can.  My last completed work was an animated piece that seemed to follow disasters in the third world -- it turned up in Lisbon just before the American embassy was bombed, it played in Tunisia about the time Arrafat showed up, and it may have caused a typhoon in Australia, but I'm not sure.  So you guys in the back with the cheap suits and sunglasses, yes, I'm the one, and don't worry, I'm not showing that film tonight.  

As far as my lecturing goes, I had a tense few moments this morning when getting ready for this presentation:  I printed the wrong file from my word processor -- you all came very close to getting a test on the Function of Endorphins in Prostaglandin Inhibition.

*****
I am here because, like most of you, I devour films, I am a ceaseless filmgoer, and I have especial admiration for Mr. Chaplin and his work, without which we would have a large void and probably little if any interest in silent film.  He remained stubbornly independent, making personal films with varying degrees of success until he was well into his 70s.  He completed "The Great Dictator" when he was 51.

*****
The film you have just seen was banned, for obvious reasons, in Nazi Germany.  It was also banned in Italy. And Spain.  And occupied France.  And for a nervous two weeks, it looked like it would have been banned in parts of California.

It was premiered October 15, 1940, over a year before we entered World War II, at a time when 96% of America was proudly Isolationist, when Adolph Hitler was "good press," and when an announcement that The Funniest Man In The World was going to make a satire about dictators would bring sneers, protests, and violent threats from pro-Fascist groups in the United States.

The Longshoremen's Union was prepared to stand guard at the Hollywood premiere in the event of pro-Nazi demonstrations.

And all this for just a movie.

These days it would be hard to envision a similar circumstance, perhaps someone satirizing the lunacies in Iran or Libya, but even then, our response would not be as so emotionally charged as the reception this film got.  Perhaps the Evils we see today are not great enough, perhaps they are too closely woven into our everyday life to appreciate; the optimist in me hopes that we recognize these Evils for what they are, are not duped by them, and cannot, therefore, be angered when they are shaken in front of our faces with a leer and a funny hat.  I would like to believe this.  However, the pessimist in me knows that we have found far more subtle ways of controlling the media--a film is re-cut, a word is changed to give a movie a stronger rating and, with it, a smaller audience, theatrical distribution can be limited; and, if it's a foreign film with a politically charged theme, it can be quietly denied entrance to our country as "propaganda."  On television, vice presidents find they can increase their popularity by arguing with newscasters instead of answering their questions.

Of course, I am referring to Spiro Agnew.

But I digress.

It seems that in the America of 1940 enough people had bought the Germanic fantasies.  Praise was guarded for "The Great Dictator."

The few who congratulated Chaplin for having the nerve to make such a picture in the first place, at a time when the Hollywood Factories were skittish about anything anti-Nazi, wondered if Chaplin had not gotten in over his head.  Many critics complained that it wasn't funny enough.  Most reviewers tore the final speech to ribbons.   The British loved the film, but you see, they were biased -- Hitler was bombing London to smithereens.

President Roosevelt's only comment was to complain that the film upset some of our pro-Axis friends in South America.
   
And at a time when anti-Semitic films were playing to packed houses in New York, the League of Decency condemned "The Great Dictator" because, in it, they claimed Chaplin expressed a disbelief in God.

For those familiar with Chaplin's working methods, this film is filled with contradictions.  Chaplin had rarely worked with more than a sketchy outline, usually in his head:  for "The Great Dictator"  he devised a 300 page script.  The bubble dance with the globe, which looks improvised, was carefully written out, shot over six days, and had its first appearance at a party eleven years before.  The squawking, howling, gibbering mock eloquence of the opening speech by Hynkel was ad-libbed before the cameras.  The music so integral, so carefully composed for "City Lights" and "Modern Times" was scored here in three weeks.

Even the closing speech, criticized by the left as being too sentimental and by the right as being too pro-Communist, turned up in such diverse publications from the Reader's Digest and the British Communist Party.  On one occasion, Chaplin was asked to repeat it for the radio audience of 60 million.  The man who had given the talkies "six months" had seized sound with relish.

Within two years it would seem that Chaplin had been pulling his punches in this film, at least when compared with the seething propaganda of a war-frenzied Hollywood.  Every major studio was at War with the World -- the Three Stooges did their part, Warner Brothers sent Bugs Bunny into the Marine Corps, and the industry congratulated itself for its foresight by giving Walt Disney an Oscar for a cartoon called "Der Fuerer's Face."

Chaplin, the self-declared "peace monger," was not congratulated for having lead the parade.  His championing the cause for `a second front' to help Russia during the war, in fact, resulted in having him denied re-entry to the United States after a European visit in 1952, and monitored in Switzerland by the FBI until even after his death (they were interested enough when his body was stolen in 1979 to consider enlisting the aid of a psychic in Portland, Maine).

Governments, like people without a sense of humor, have selective memories.

(c) 1988, 2025 Jim Middleton, The Animating Apothecary

Monday, March 24, 2025

Saturday, February 22, 2025

Post 723 - Updating the Banner Logo for This Turkey - or Bug!

The First Version, ca 2001, when making an animated GIF wasn't all that straight forward with existing shareware...

 
 Now, deciding to update this a bit, using a slightly newer bit of software, ie, FLASH CS5
Version One - incomplete:
Changes to the antenna, adding some details:

 
Let's use a favorite background, while we're at it...

 
And now, to the next project...

 

Sunday, January 19, 2025

Post 716 - January 20, 2025

(c) 2025 Jim Middleton, The Animating Apothecary


 Oh heck, let's add some sound!

(c) 2025 Jim Middleton, The Animating Apothecary

The complete experience is on Vimeo - Political Asylum link

Wednesday, January 15, 2025