Brief Moment in Iceland

I've spent time in Iceland.  The whole country, is a small town with beautiful people with their own language that is so indecipherable for foreigners that they have to learn to speak every other language on Earth, just to be able to talk with the rest of us.  They generally speak English so well, that when you talk to them, you can easily get the impression that your own English is being graded.  As you speak to the people there, its like you are being sniffed out to see where this new tail is from.  If they can't understand your English, they just write you off as a Scott and rout you to a Chinese brothel.

In January, the snow blowing over and around the very familiar lava landscape, so reminiscent to me of the Big Island of Hawaii, is a real phenomena that is a wonder to behold for this Hawaiian child.  Minnesota though, where I have also spent time, while much closer to the equator than Iceland is somehow colder and can chill your bones faster.

The natives of Iceland exhibit all health problems associated with vitamin D3 deficiency which is what I went there to observe.  At 66 degrees N. Latitude, the sun is an odd but welcome light, low in the sky.  When the sun is visible, Icelanders like to get naked and swim in the ponds and streams, heated by the ever live volcanic ground around them.  But there is almost no ultra violet radiation in the B range (UVB) available, except for a couple of months in the so-called summer and then, only within an hour, either side of a low noon.

They have a unique breed of sheep there that produces a wool that they couldn't have occupied that land without.  The local wool sweaters have a characteristic, petting zoo odor from the extraordinary amount of lanolin they contain.  Their wool and its sheep grease, lanolin, could supply them with all the vitamin D (cholecalciferol) they need and still have lots left over for the British Isles and the European Continent to Siberia and back, a vlal and strategichealth necessity to boot.  They also have their own unigue horses and sheepdogs.

The people of Iceland don't take bankers and other aliens who can't speak their language seriously and so avoid much contamination.  Thus, they are the fourth most productive population per capita on Earth and are a  very rare people with about 320,000 of them in total.  They have no standing army and no need for one and they have the freest press on Earth.  They are very social  and eat foreign bankers.  The last time the banksters got uppity, they threw out the politicians who were working for the thieves and elected a former flight attendant, Johanna Sigurdardottir as their PM.