On My Bad Side

Once-upon-a-time, advised by attorneys that yes, I could spend thousands - if not tens or even hundreds of thousands of dollars on lawyers in civil Court . . . trying to hold Randolph Hospital accountable for its despicable/illegal deeds . . . or I could just start RAISING HELL in any and every venue I could find - about what stands for piss-poor legal oversight & law enforcement (not-to-mention suck-up journalism) in Asheboro & Randolph County, North Carolina. 

Not being a "rich doctor", nor having thousands or tens-of-thousands or hundreds-of-thousands of dollars to burn (and not being able to dip into the taxpayer's pocket to pay my attorneys to lie for me), I decided to try something new and relatively unique at the time.

And/so, I've been online for seven years . . . blogging for six . . . signing my real name . . . originally invited to this ether by a bunch of progressive blow-hard journalists in Greensboro, North Carolina who never managed to deliver on anything they promised.

I did a round of e-mails with one of them a few weeks ago . . . against a back-drop that really put what they are into perspective.

I really do wonder how some of these people sleep at night.

You see, it's my fault they've so blinded by partisan loyalties or the sound-of-their-own-names that they've never spared thirty minutes to look at the evidence.  It's my fault they cannot ask a single coherent objective-or-remotely-critical question of the people-charged-with-the-public-good that I accuse.  It's my fault they're so obviously bought and sold. 

It's my fault they'e hypocrites of the worst order.  I'm the "crazy" one.

Yeah, right.

In terms of rallying my medical collegues to anything, that's been an uphill battle as well.  You see, most doctors are so worried about losing what they've worked so hard to get that they tend to be mice in the public arena (of course, that's the reason healthcare is in the boat it's in - we handed it all over to the businessmen to run - so we could "just practice medicine" - and the businessmen made like Community One Bank).  They hide behind monikers and they cower and they collegially negotiate with people and institutions who want to keep them in their boxes and under a strong/stifling thumb.  They might offer some snark from behind the safety of their fake monikers, but they mostly revel in apathy and cowardice.  It's really quite sad . . . and pathetic. 

I've been called every name in the book for bringing the truth out in the open (it used to sting a lot more than it does now) . . . been told I needed to "get over it" . . .  and "move on" . . . and "forgive" . . . that I should shrug it all if off to experience, pick up the pieces of what was left of the mess and just "go away".  I've even been cyber-stalked.  But I keep plodding on.

I do it because what was done to me - while in public service - and serving my own hometown - was WRONG.  You do not threaten doctors who point out that your care (and advertising) cannot always be trusted.  You do not fire doctors for saving a baby's life.  You do not destroy their practices and decimate their futures/careers for blowing the whistle.  You do not sue them for telling the truth.  You do not swindle them with a pile of lies once they finally do drag you to Court.

And if you do all of these things, you for-damned-sure DON'T GET AWAY WITH IT.

It's been a slow, very painful, go, but I'm starting to see progess on several fronts . . . the most delicious of which is watching some of the right upstanding, well-networked characters who winked-and-nodded away all of the nasty, despicable things that were done to me get their karmic comeuppances.

I'm popping popcorn and enjoying the show - it's the BEST kind of reality TV.

It's also nice to know now that I'm not alone.

It's nicer still to see others in the bigger blogosphere adopt my philosophy/tactics and pursue their own causes and get that online "traction" against-the-societal-vultures-known-as-lawyers . . . traction that several very important players in the Greensboro blogoshphere (one of them whose hallowed family name adorns the hospital that employed the doctor whose crminally negligent ass my-life-and-practice-in-Asheboro was sacrificed to cover) have worked overtime to deny me.

Like Katie Granju, if there's anyone whose bad side you do not want to be on it's mine.

I will keep hammering - in this blogosphere . . . and (I hope) shortly, in the Courtroom . . . for as long as it takes to see justice done.

If you're on my bad side, you're on it for good reason.

And/so yes, chickadees, this blog is mostly all about me.  I mean, DUHHH!  Greater goods are most certainly part of the agenda, but justice for Mary was always kind of the point.