So, today a shout out to electricity. Not just in delivery rooms, but in my house, and out on the road, and everywhere. Without it, I’d be dead (it takes electricity to jump start a heart), my daughter would most likely be brain damaged (thank you, fetal monitor), and I wouldn’t be writing this. At least not on a computer. And given the state of the arthritis in my hand from a slight accident on a two-wheeled motorized vehicle that will not be discussed but did involve casts and things, I’d not be writing at all if it weren’t for my ergonomic keyboard, and occasionally my voice recognition software.
Of course, electricity is problematic. Think Fukushima, Japan. But a guy named Nikola Tesla, a contemporary of Edison and Westinghouse, figured out a way to give free electricity to everyone with no need for an intermediary source. Unfortunately, corporate America owned his soul (and more importantly his patents) even back around the turn of the last century. Makes me wonder what other miracles are out there being hidden away.
Read more about Tesla and the early days of commercial electricity (not counting Ben Franklin and that whole kite/key thing) here.
Or read the first book I ever read about the man here. There are plenty of other books about him as well, but back in 1972, there was just one. But you owe it to your self and future generations to know about this guy. And, I believe, he still holds the record for number of patents awarded.
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