I knew I wanted to be a doctor before the sixth grade.
Most of the media focus yesterday was was on Congresswoman Gifford. It's amazing that she's still alive - and is doing as well as she is after emergency craniotomy. But there were other victims, and this aspect of yesterday's tragedy is especially heart-breaking.
Born on 9/11/2001, she was a third-grader who wanted to learn about government. Instead, she died from a gun-shot wound to the chest.
1/10 Update: This morning, after perusing some of what is being said in the GSO blogosphere, this ex public servant is thinking that if the beautiful little girl who wanted to learn about government hadn't been murdered in cold blood by a leftist, nihilist, pot-head, atheist psycho - allowed to roam the streets courtesy of bad public policy & decimated healthcare resources for the mentally-ill, she'd have grown up to be very, very disappointed indeed.
1/10 Afterthought: Just for fun, and because Housecalls is nothing if not locally-focused, let us look back at both North Carolina's and Randolph Hospital's track-record in caring for the mentally-ill . . . where Bob Morrison's theme (as the $700,000/year man) has been to, "Ship 'em all down to Sandhills . . . and then, when our ED's are bursting at the seams with displaced mental patients, we can blame Sandhills that we're too buzy building glitzy cancer centers we didn't really need.".
But hey, Mary Johnson's story/blog isn't "relevant" to anything going on these days in the news.
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glitzy cancer centers
Not from where I stand, nothing glitzy about it. For $1.5MM all we got was our last name in letters too small to see from Fayetteville Street.
I'm with you Doctor Johnson, the money would have been better spent on emergency medicine, pediatrics, or just about anything else other than a cancer center. After all, you've got six of 'em within an hours drive or less of Asheboro.....
But it IS glitzy, Buzzy (never mind that you need readers to see your name).
And in the world-according-to-Bob-Morrison, just like we couldn't market the Pediatric practice to the East side of town, we wouldn't want any of the local "crazy" people anywhere near something so pretty and shiny would we?
Better to ship 'em down to Sandhills.
You know, the plan was to step back from blogging today. But it never fails. Just when you think you're out, Cone-of-the-Cones & company pull you back in.
At least (like the much maligned Sarah Palin) I invented a new word:
"Spagless".
Dr. J, Your 1/10 afterthought offers a great deal of food for thought.
Thanks.
--Brandon Burgess
Yeah, Brandon, I know.
But WHO amongst our noble and enlightened journalists in the blogosphere will actually really think about anything except how their advertising budgets are buffeted?
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