Johanna Faust, a mixed race Jew, prefers to publish pseudonymously. She is committed: first, to preventing war, ecological disaster, and nuclear apocalypse; last to not only fighting for personal privacy & the freedom of information, but, by representing herself as a soldier in that fight, to exhorting others to do the same. She is a poet, always. All these efforts find representation here: "ah, Mephistophelis" is so named after the last line of Christopher Marlowe's Dr. Faustus, whose heretical success flouted the censor for a time. 













































































































































          

        

          

        










In Japan, Today's Food Would Have Been Yesterday's Nuclear Waste













I do not jest:  the current levels set for milk suitable for infants is the same standard previously set for Very Low Level Nuclear Waste.

According to a Twitter user who contributes to Fukushima-Diary, this is a photo of the storage of such nuclear waste:


From How they used to stock 100Bq/kg of radioactive waste, posted by Iori Mochizuki. Read more here.


A graph from "Radioactive Nuclides In Foods" from the Food Safety Commission and the Ministry of Health, Labor and Welfare in Japan (full report here):






And, because this sort of thing pisses me off, and because I have watched too much My Damn Channel to not think image manipulation good therapy, here are a couple of expressions of my response to this information.  




First, the more straightforward, then the ...not as much:  




Japan Radioactivity Limit for Food 100 Bq/Kg Used To Be Stored As Nuclear Waste


Cheaper In Bulk

or, Now How Much Would You Pay?

A Faustian Original, 2012.

not labeled for reuse but you may post it all over the place -- just give me credit please.






No Negative Impact

or, Some People's Children

A Faustian Original, 2012.

not labeled for reuse but you may post it all over the place -- just give me credit please.






Here's hoping the monkeys make it.  By which I mean Us.  (By which I mean, somehow, not to exclude Them unless they insist.). 





The monkeys scheduled to work at Fukushima?





They are the subject of another post.





Be seeing you.













put here for your consideration by



on this











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