On VADM Donald C. Arthur, Jr.: I Don't Know Nothing About Writing No Wiki Articles, But This One Kinda Makes Me Wish I Did

For those who have inquired, I survived Earl.  Pretty much slept through Earl.  Earl was a  . . . well, never mind;)

My posts on Henry Millis "Buzz" Armfield, Jr. (of the Asheboro Armfields) and the Witches of Randolph County are still getting a lot of local traffic.

And Buzz and I are both hoping that the locals who've discovered Housecalls for the first time are reading it, taking it to heart, and getting mad about all the things their local newspaper did not see fit to tell them about their hospital and their local legal system.

I'm flashing back to Randolph Hospital CEO, Bob Morrison's, hijacked-albeit-sage corporate observation that (I'm paraphrasing), "One happy customer will tell one person, but one unhappy customer will tell ten . . . and they will tell ten . . . and so on and so on . . . ".

Randolph County's most prominent unconvicted felon must have picked that up from a conference or consultant after he fired me and put me through hell just for the giggles.

I'm a couple of posts away from taking Buzz Armfield's advice about switching focus and facilitating some real social change, but I wanted to get a few links up before the weekend.

First, I did want to note that the tea-flinging, Kay Hagan-chewing Mama, Patty Curran, was in Randolph County this past week.  I've commented on the Courier's story, so there's really no need to repeat myself here.  I will say that I am getting tired of people who are quite obviously SCARED-IN-A-BIG-BLUE-WAY of how the ugly (very local) story-I-have-to-tell reflects so negatively on all-their-noble-ideas-about-healthcare-reform telling me that what happened to me (in public service no less) does not matter (even as I am supposed to care about what they want and what they need) . . . and that it's "old" and "no one cares". 

Makes me want to dump a crate of tea down on their smug hypocritical heads (like recent cyberstalkers, not the reaction they were going for, I'm sure).

Speaking of things to do near a harbor, let's get to story behind the title of this post.  Yesterday, I got a call from Lt. Commander Eric Gluck, my old friend hosed by the world's greatest Navy.  He thought that I might be behind a new Wikipedia article on retired U.S. Navy Medical Corps Vice Admiral Donald C. Arthur, Jr. (poor misguided Eric thinks that being a battle-scarred Greensboro blogger makes me a computer whiz).

VADM, Donald C. Arthur, Jr. is the man who turned Eric's life to crap.

Alas, I don't know nothing about writing Wiki articles, but this one makes me wish I did. 

It's a thing of pure beauty.

For Wiki article spells out beautifully how the Admiral's entire career is based on a series of educational frauds (i.e. fake degrees) . . . and how his Combat Action Ribbon from Operation Dessert Storm was awarded without the Admiral ever seeing a minute of combat (what he actually did was kinda like seeing Russia from his house).

But this man - this POSER - was qualified to pass judgement on Eric?

You gotta admit, it's a lot like Steve Eblin being qualified to say, "Good Pediatricians are a dime-a-dozen".

(We're actually not.  But lying losers posing as hospital executives are another thing entirely.)

When is this country going to stand up and start crap-canning the liars and the posers . . . and stop dumping on the people who actually do the work?