Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Two Chief Complaints

Hey Y’all. Now I’m not usually one to go on a rant, but after the day I’ve had, Lord, I’ve just got to.
It all started in dialysis where most of my complaints on a daily basis do start. Now in previous posts, I’ve mentioned that it’s takes getting two needles put in to receive treatment.
So today, yours truly got stabbed FOUR times because twice the damn needle went through the vein and it hurt like all hell of course. And I cried all my eye make up off. Thank God I didn’t have mascara on, or my eyes would have stung.
So now, my arm is all bruised and swollen and sore and the only cure they tend to offer you for some bullshit like that I put ice on it.
Well if they would have gotten the sticks right in the first place, then I wouldn’t need ice for anything except tp keep my soda cold!
Now the needles I could take--barely--but I could take them. The thing that really fired me up and upset me to the point of nausea, was about that quack masquerading as a doctor--Conrad Murray.
You remember him, that boot leather faced so and so who let Michael Jackson die.
Well my sources have told me--and the general media--that Murray is trying to sequester his jury (that means to put them in isolation from media coverage so that it doesn’t taint their decision) before his trial is set to start selection on Thursday.
Now here’s my pattern of thought on that. There isn’t a person in the Free World, who doesn’t know who in the hell he is or what it was he’s done.
As soon as Michael died, Murray’s face was splashed everywhere from here to the moon. So unless they can scare up someone who is cut off from the world--perhaps some of those people who live in compounds in Utah (who don’t associate with the rest of the world)--he’s got about a snowball’s chance in hell of not being before a jury of people who know him.
He’s just being absolutely ridiculous and running in circles because he knows he literally doesn’t have a leg to stand on. He’s knows he’s at fault and the guilt is eating him alive like a malignant cancer.
As it should well be.
I have no respect or sympathy for this man, and would tell him that to his face, if so given the opportunity.
I don’t even call him “doctor” because a doctor is supposed to be a person who looks after the well being of another and try to keep them healthy. Not sit on their big ass and leave them unattended and let them die.
I’m just saying, it’s a gross injustice and a slap to the face of any and everyone who ever liked or cared for Michael Jackson or any member of his family and his fans.
It’s right pitiful and I hope Michael gets his day in court. He had it in 2005 and I expect it again this time!
That is all...!

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