June 06, 2006
Musing on Idiocy and Vanity
Work was boring and uneventful, so having that wanker show up on my Anger as Analysis entry was a blessing in disguise. Still can't get over how obsessed he was with my atheism - the word itself seemed to drive him insane. I suppose it was too difficult for him to grasp the idea of an atheist who has no issue with religious types. I certainly don't find belief in God to be misguided, merely something I can't do sincerely. As for why I insist on clarifying aspects of Islam to others, well, that has more to do with my intolerance for ignorant wanking (this really is Aqoul's pet word now, isn't it?) in general.
Moving on to more mundane topics, I had a consult appointment with a gum surgeon today. Had no idea that there were dental surgeons who deal exclusively in gums, but apparently so. In fact, there is now a small team dedicated to helping me achieve my terribly superficial goal of perfecting a physical flaw that most people don't seem to notice (the procedure is reconstructive as well, but this is only marginally important to my vain self).
First, there is my primary dentist who runs the entire show. Cute older guy, but something about his face makes me think he's had plastic surgery. Strangely smooth skin and no crinkling around his eyes when he smiles. He also happens to specialize in cosmetic work, which is why I chose him in the first place (ah the wonders of Google - saw his portfolio online). Next is the chirpy hygenist who nags me to get bleaching done "or risk regretting it later". Hard sell aside, it's worth contemplating at this point because porcelain does not respond to bleach. Still, the idea of having a preternaturally white moviestar smile is a bit off-putting. After her comes the gum surgeon, who is responsible for "prepping" my gums and ensuring bilateral symmetry prior to the veneer job. Then there is the ceramicist, who makes nice little porcelain and plaster models of my future mouth based on x-rays and wax impressions. My primary dentist finishes the job by applying the veneers and billing me a large sum of money (partially covered by my wicked insurance).
There are some nasty little details involving large needles, chisels and eight weeks of recovery, but I'm trying not to think about the icky bits.
Actually, the idea of chiseling away bone gives me the willies.
Posted by eerie at June 6, 2006 07:57 PM
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Ah yes, cosmetic surgery.
My wife just had her eyes done. Actually, it wasn't cosmetic surgery; her eyelids wouldn't open all the way anymore. I kid you not.
You get older, strange things stop working. I didn't even know eyelids could stop working, but apparently it's common enough that insurance, even strict private American insurance, will cover the operation to cut away a bit of the eyelid to tighten it up and get it in working order again, if you get a proper note from a doctor.
Thing about this is, my wife and I both have reasonably young-looking faces. Up until about a decade ago, we actually had trouble sometimes from being mistaken for freakin' teenagers.
I no longer have this problem, but she will now, because the little operation around her eyes also got rid of her incipient crow's feet, so that now she's back to looking like a teenager.
I'll have to lock her away in the house to keep her from running away with some strapping senior from the local high school.
Posted by: pantom at June 6, 2006 10:51 PM
Pantom: or with a junior member of aqoul.
E: will you be presenting us with before and after photos?
all: i suggest we rename Aqoul "Wankquol"
Dr: Before photos are floating around here and there, but I'm not keen on doing a special close-up. I will take an After photo though.
Posted by: eerie at June 7, 2006 12:51 AM
Assuming the wanker wasn't one of those types who picks fights (and not exactly "logical" fights either) with everyone and everything for no reason other than he perceives you to be an "enemy," as he seemed to be...
Strange the way your dental experience coincides in time with mine, except mine is being done by grubby American dentists who practically have to be restrained with chains lest they'd start insisting on the most expensive procedure they can think of (with the requisite "you NEED to do this,") notwithstanding my lousy insurance that wouldn't cover anything like them....
E: yes, but we can't see your teeth in this photo http://aqoul.com/images/jas1_.jpg
Isn't it funny that discussions really only get going and get long when some idiot gets on and makes stupid remarks.
Where can one find a general, accessible primer to counter standard nonsense on how Islam is violent, etc etc. Shorter than Akbar Ahmed's book, hopefully? I am so tired of repeating the same old tripe to people.
If you're sitting around with your dental team and are at a loss for small talk, could you ask them why it is that repeated and expensive efforts to cap a dent on one of my front teeth (left by careless asshole who did my braces in adolescence) in which the doer of the capping always announces that it will stay on for life have always resulted in the cap coming off within months?
Posted by: SP at June 7, 2006 04:58 PM
i suggest we rename Aqoul "Wankquol"
I believe the Aqoul spelling guide would suggest "Whanquol".
Posted by: issandr at June 8, 2006 09:51 AM