I had planned for Sunday's post on Ginger Hunt to stay front and center on Housecalls for at least several days before I put up the-post-that-it-bumped, and then took a long summer break from blogging. I've been really struggling with some decisions about how to proceed with the rest of my life - about what is important and what is not.
It's amazing how much difference one day and one event can have on your life and outlook.
Osama Bin Laden is dead. A wave of emotions are still pouring over me - one could say like water in a mighty stream. Alas, as hard as I've tried over the years, I've never been able to achieve the "quiet".
Over the last 24 hours, apart from Dubya's statement that, "No Matter How Long It Takes, Justice WILL Be Done", cutting to the very core of what this little-blog-that could is about, another statement - made by man who lost his son in the Towers (Peter Gadiel, President of the 9/11 Familes for a Secure America) on that awful day resonates to the bone:
" . . . no federal official has been held to account. Not one from the Clinton administration. Not one of the Bush administration officials who ignored the Gore Commission's recommendations for improved airline security, nor anyone from the State Department whose officials, in violation of law, regulation and common sense, issued visas for the asking to the 9/11 terrorists.
So, no, I can't celebrate the death of bin Laden.
Too many Americans, who were paid to protect this country but failed to, have skated free of blame.
When they are called to account, and when proper measures have been taken to protect us from future attacks, then I will celebrate."
Gadiel's comments are spot on . . . and immediately super-charged the wavering resolve in me. As someone who served her country and her community honorably and well . . . as someone who BELIEVED in what this country stands for . . . I deserved better all those years ago.
But I was abandoned by institutions and people paid to protect me - no Federal or state official was held to account - and they have skated free of blame.
And when "Mr. Hope and Change" rolled in, his legislation to over-haul my profession and day-to-day existence offered no real hope and no real change.
The following is a comment that I dropped at Guarino (after taking some punches from the usual suspects yesterday for my less-than-angelic/more Shakespearean notions of the difference between what Bin Laden was due and what he got after a Navy Seal team sent him to Hell):
Mick, you're absolutely right. You GOT ME. I could not make a comment here without making a reference to Edward Cone - alluding to the FARCE that substitutes for justice in this country - or anyone's ability/desire/resolve to enforce the law.
You'll note that Gadiel is an equal-opportunity POTUS-basher (it's good to know that there are others who have not forgotten how our intelligence community became the joke that it was back in 2001 - and cannot look at either Bill or Hillary Clinton without gagging).
Gadiel's statement drips with both bitterness and resolve - care to call him "crazy" too?
Nip and tuck his wording just a little bit and it applies to my situation as well. In the wake of the joke that was Hillary Clinton's "village", and just weeks out of a legal dogfight that nearly destroyed me - only to see the world as we knew it dissolve into chaos, I cut Bush II's DHHS and Justice Department a whole lot of slack in my own fight because I figured the government had a lot on its plate.
After all, I wasn't dead. In a very real sense, I put my own problems on the back-burner for the public good - and let the government skate.
I turned to other resources - other citizens who said they cared about fair play and transparency and justice - and asked for them to step up and help out.
They didn't. And yesterday is like stepping out from under a huge cloud. It's far past the time for an accounting. I'm done with the back-burner - and I'm done with the sniping of those standing in moral quicksand hypocritically beating their chests.
(One more thing) To compare GW Bush, as POTUS and Commander-in-Chief, to Osama Bin Laden, terrorist, is comparing apples and rotten, stinking oranges. It insults the memory, intelligence and patriotism of every serviceman and woman who volunteered to serve this coutry and then died in its service.
Moreover, to deny that, in the war on terror, Obama became little more than "Bush III" is a lie - a delusion - completely out of touch with reality. It's sad and it's typical.
Sad and typical for the GSO blogosphere . . . and some of its primary well-named and well-connected players . . . who preach empty sermons on citizenship and justice and transparency and accountability . . . who are so obsessed with partisan one-up-manship and proving they are morally & intellectually superior to those whose just causes and psyches they would grind under their keyboards.
And/so, in keeping with the purpose of this blog, here it is again: One Woman's Experience at Randolph Hospital's "Armfield" Cancer Center .
And, Dr. Mary Johnson vs. Randolph Hospital (And the Corrupt North Carolina Justice System): NOW THIRTEEN YEARS In 2110 Words . . . no thanks, of course, to stalwart, truth-seeking, hyper-locally-focused journalists like John Robinson, and Ray Criscoe and Annette Jordan and Edward Cone.
I encourage the residents of Asheboro and Randolph County to read these posts (and peruse the sidebar), and ponder what it says about the "rigtht" upstanding people who've run our "non-profit" hospital for the last nearly twenty years.
And please spread the word. Because our local newspapers are bought and paid for, and because I'm not the "rich" doctor of urban myth, word of mouth is the ONLY way this gets out.
OBTW, Bedford and Betsy, your cousin Henry (aka "Buzz") is still waiting to hear from you. What would your Father, a Pediatrician, say about what you now support with family money and the family name?
I have one more post in me before I bow out to focus on making happen what needs to happen. Stay tuned.
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