Saturday, May 26, 2007

The Good Doctor 2: Electric Boogaloo

The saga of Dr. Larry Adams continues, dear readers, and it gets rather amusing. You see, despite all the hooplah over the raids on his practice, home, and van, The Good Doctor is still practicing. Yes, that's right, he hasn't been arrested or charged with anything yet (even though the general concensus is he's pretty-well fucked).

The downside? He can't write a perscription. Period. None whatsoever.

While this limits what he can do as far as pill distribution, it does pose a problem for his patients. Or rather, the ones who actually NEED the medication that he's suspected of offloading. Patients like one gent with two bad knees. Thanks to the virtual handcuffing of Dr. Adams, this poor gent has to drive all the way to State College for much more painful and less effective injections.

And what if a kid comes in with a cold, or bad allergies, or something worse like asthma or bronchitis? No antibiotics, inhalers, nothing.

Another gent discovered the no-script policy on a visit to The Good Doctor's office recently. Naturally, this guy genuinely needs his meds, so he throws an almighty fit, announcing it to the rest of the patients in the waiting area (who were also unaware of the no-script rule). Result? Alot of disgruntled people, probably most if not all in serious pain, in need of medication, and unable to get it.

Why? Because Larry Adams is a fucking moron. A selfish, greedy idiot. Way to go, Doc. Do you know how many lives you screwed up because of your actions? Let's start at the top and work our way down, shall we?

  • Your Family: Let's face it, you're already sitting on a familial powder keg, what with your menagerie and all. Now that your practice is handcuffed (and you're most likely going to do some time for it), how are you going to afford to keep that up? Eh?
  • The people of Philipsburg and the Moshannon Valley: How does this affect the hospital, Doc? I don't think the rest of the "Rosewood Group" is going to want to continue with their point man the subject of a State Attorney General's investigation into the illegal perscription drug trade. And that's if there even IS a "Rosewood Group." The people of this community NEED that hospital. For you to even think of screwing up such a monumental thing in an act of selfishness boggles the mind. You're a fucking DOCTOR. You're supposed to be INTELLIGENT. You're charged with HELPING PEOPLE. You took A FUCKING OATH.
  • The people of the area addicted to the crap you push: I'm not going to lie to you. There's a SERIOUS PILL PROBLEM in this area. Big time. Bigger than anyone wants to admit. Anything and everything is sought after: Xanax, Percocet, Vicodin, Codine, I don't give a rat's ass how you spell all these, and of course, the big one: Hillbilly Heroine, Oxycontin. It's bad enough that the Big Pharmacuticals get away with pushing this crap on people to begin with. It's another thing to HELP THAT ADDICTION ALONG. And now that your little flow of goods has been cut off to what I'm sure is quite a few people. Where is their next fix coming from, Doc? And what will they do to get it? Nice job...
  • You: There's no two ways around it, Doc. You're probably going to go to jail. And take it from me: Jail is not a fun place to be. They're not going to treat you like an Enron Executive, Martha Stewart or Paris fucking Hilton, Doc. No, the jail they send you to won't have a posh "high-profile protected custody" wing. No, if they have that, it'll be full of rapists and deviants, and at that point, I'm willing to bet that you'd rather be in General Population. Face it: For a few years, your life is going to suck major ass. If I were you, I'd start weight training now, because your pudgy ass is bound to become somebodies prison bitch for sure...

Sounds like fun, doesn't it. I pity the man in a way, but then again, I don't. The mistakes we make in life are our own. I've made my share, and I've paid (and continue to pay) for them. The Good Doctor will pay in his own way, appropriate to what he's done. There's no excuse for idiocy, whether it be his, my own, or anyone else's. The consequences are his alone to bear. I hope he's ready for it...

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

For Elgin

This blog bleeds Black and Gold.

But it's owner bleeds red, just like every other human being on this planet.

Just because of Elgin, I'll say two words I never thought I'd see myself type or hear myself speak:

Go Senators.

If they do dance with Lord Stanley, they should etch this kid's name on it with the rest of the team.

RIP Little Guy...

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