Here are a few things you need to know about me, I was a Mortician’s Apprentice, I write Tales of The Macabre, I’m not a stranger to despair or pain or tragedy and nothing that people can do to themselves or each other phases me anymore.

I thought I’d seen it all.

That all went out the door last night when I attended the screening of Michael Moore’s Film Sicko.This movie got in my face and I couldn’t fight it back- it made me think and it made me feel.

 And most of what I felt was angry.

I was angry, furious, at myself for living in a culture that allows Dollar Munching Desk Trolls in the Health Industry to tell a man they’re denying him treatment -( thereby allowing him to die-) and then allows those Trolls to send this man home to deal with this death sentence alone behind a closed door while his wife stands on the other side of the door alone and has to realize that her husband is about to be torn from her life and there isn’t a thing she can do to stop it.

I’m furious that any Mother in this Country has to hold her dead child in her arms and apologize… You read that right APOLOGIZE for allowing her to die because she didn’t make the right call to the right Dollar Munching Desk Troll at an Insurance Company and ask the right question that would have allowed her to live.

Those Dollar Munching Desk Trolls should have been holding that Dead Child and they should have been there apologizing because that Child should still be here…damn it she should NOT be gone.

I challenge you- see the film and see if you can walk away from it without questioning  why we take such horrible care of each other and ourselves- why we’ve allowed ourselves to be fertilzer that makes the lawns of Corporate America so green- then you win.

It’s that simple.

In fact, I’ll be the first to say you win and I’ll stand on the curb with my mouth shut and allow you to enjoy your victory…it’s all yours and you should enjoy every second of it.

Just don’t get Sick.

MICHAEL MOORE WANTS TO HEAR FROM YOU!

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