Hawkeye Triage Syndrome, Part II

Nobody’s Opinion; Okay…where did I leave off? Oh yeah, conspiracy theory number 3,456, put together with the combination of Alex Jones, late night Coast to Coast AM, various readings of our founding fathers, the last ten novels that I read, everything on the news, and too much melatonin, mixed with my yogurt and whipped cream before I go to bed.

This has got to stop.

So…to reiterate once again the point of Part I (what point was that Joyanna, you say?)
---The elites of the world, or the illuminate, the shadow government, or just all “those rich guys” have obviously watched too much MASH, like the rest of us, the difference being, they have money!

So they have decided, like Hawkeye, their job in this big world is to make the tough decisions on the battlefield of the planet.

How to control the rest of us, and shape the world, so as to save it.

As Al Gore has stated, Greenland it going to split, the oceans will flood the earth, and even though he will be nice and snug in his bunker, the rest of us are gonna die.

They have been, like the surgeons on a battlefield, Triaging events---and if they can make a few billion while they’re making all these important decisions, it’s only fair.

So, to my great revelation…the year was 1980.

IT was the best of times…it was the worst of times….No wait...I had just given birth to my son…or lets’ say, I was drugged, and they cut him out of me because I was laughing too hard…

THE REVELATION:

When my own son was born he was two months premature. I had a condition called placenta previa, and because I had gone into labor, a cesarean was necessary. Both mother and child can die with this condition.

Born at six months, he had what is commonly called, Hyaline Membrane Disease, which means his lungs were not developed. He was gasping for every single breathe to stay alive. He was breathing…barely.

But---another boy was born a few hours later in the same hospital, and even though he was full term, both his lungs had collapsed. He was considered the worse case scenario and was immediately sent down to the neo-natal unit at St. Louis Children’s Hospital, which was about thirty miles away.

Why didn’t they send both boys? Wouldn’t that make sense to you?

I guess no one expected my son to live.

The next morning, three priests came in to say they had given my sons his last rites…I got angrier with each one that came in.

“Get out of here! He’s not going to die! There will be no last rites!”

I was convinced…I was praying. Of course, I had not seen how bad he was.

Then, some doctor came into the room. He seemed, like the priests, so full of himself, and he said, “I pulled some strings, they were full at the hospital, but because they know me at Children’s Hospital, they are going to take him.”

Well, what did he want I thought…a cookie? I assumed that everything possible would be done to save my son…I just assumed it. After all, they were being paid.

He said that in a couple of hours they would bring him in, before they moved him downtown.

Six hours later, about fifteen people came into my room, pushing my son in an incubator. Every single person in that room had tears in their eyes but me. They said the reason that it had taken them so long was that my son kept pulling out his respiratory tubes. They finally had to tie him down completely.

With every breathe he took, I could see his tiny chest sink down to almost his backbone, gasping for air. It was much worst than I thought.

I couldn’t touch him because he was all wired up, but I said…”Now you be a good boy: be strong, and I’ll see you soon.”

Nurses busted out in tears when I said that…really. I hate when that happens.

In fact, it happened one other time before. I was playing at a wedding (I was sort of the female Barry Manilow hired for the evening) and I was singing and playing some god awful song, with about 500 people staring at me and the happy couple---and the bride busted out crying…

Try and sing when someone is crying. I started crying, I barely made it through the song.

Anyway…back to the subject--

I never stopped believing that my son was going to live.

After all, I was praying so hard, I’m sure God had to put all other prayers from the earth on hold because he was much too swamped from listening to me.

Mathematically speaking, I thought the stakes were promising.

When I finally got released from the hospital to go down and see my son a few days later, I was amazed at all the other little babies that were much worse off than mine. There were two or three precious little black babies there that were only one to two pounds. My son was six and a half pounds at birth. (Actually, that’s probably why he really lived, too many fig neutons.)

There were about ten babies there, and at least five of them never had any visitors. Never.

But, here is what I didn’t realize until yesterday.

If that man had NOT pulled a few strings, my son would not have lived. For whatever reason, someone had decided which babies were important and which weren’t, and my son had already been “triaged” as disposable.

A couple of doctors broke the rules.

I didn’t know then, and didn’t realize until yesterday, that I should have been sending that doctor on a trip to Hawaii.

Now, let’s take this further. Remember the term, “population explosion?”

“Population explosion” hysteria in the 1960’s, was exactly like the “global warming” hysteria of the 1990’s. Now, we are all going to die from global warming.

For those of you that aren’t old enough to remember, back in the 1960s we were told that the “exploding population” of the planet was going to be the earth’s final destruction.

Someday there would be so many of us, they said, there would not be enough food to feed us all, let alone enough plumbing.

Of course, just like the current environment “scare” that we are going through today, it was a joke, a complete fraud. The actual fact was that the opposite was true.

Sometimes there was so much food produced the people on the earth couldn’t eat it all. Now, we are being good citizens and trying to get that entire glut down.

Just because they are STILL starving in Africa doesn’t mean there isn’t enough food.

But you know that.

But, back in the sixties, there were ominous books written about our doom. Like the weather forecasts of today, we were saturated relentlessly with the bad news, it was in our school books. Our teachers talked about it every day.

Programs were developed, (backed by the Ford and Rockefeller Foundations) and woman’s liberation was developed to delay the birthing process. Women were encouraged to go into careers.

Planned Parenthood, abortions, and contraception were there to control it. The United States would not lend money unless the country would let in Planned Parenthood and our population control devices.

My generation was told to stop having babies. So we did, out of concern for the planet, and also the economy.

The result of all this meddling and “triaging” is now upon us. The government now has a tremendous problem with Social Security. We didn’t replace ourselves. Opps.

As we watched in horror at the Terry Scievao fiasco, our government was letting us know that the old and the disabled are now going to be expected to die to make way for the young population.

The baby boomers will become expendable.

Remember this when you see that commercial about “Hurry to the hospital when you are having a stroke…every minute counts.’

Yes, every minute counts as long as the hospital doesn’t have any gunshot victims, or illegal immigrants having babies.

We are almost on socialized medical system now, just like in England, where the “old” have to wait for the kidney, because they’re need is not as great as the young. They usually die waiting.

You might live longer with vitamins, but if you happen to get sick, and you’re over sixty, you will be put on the end of the list of move over and die, you selfish baby boomer.

You might make the argument that the old should not get any medical care at all, because the young need to take over. Most of the people that work at our hospitals believe this with all their heart.

But, why can’t both be given care? Who decides? The old and the young?

Now, the American people are being triaged to merge with Mexico, but it’s not only to keep the companies supplied with cheap labor.

The real reason I think is because our government has grown so big the baby boomers will bankrupt it even more.

Pat Buchanan has been telling us, (oh boy, has he been telling us) the taxable work force is disappearing, along with trillions of promised medical and social benefits that are due.

In order just to keep them in power, they need to replace the population, which they so foolishly demolished with population control and Marxists rulers.

Now, if they did this much damage with the “population control” Can you even imagine what damage they are going to do with “global warming?”

Whole states will be “triaged” and pay for other nation’s eco-systems. We will go from saving the spotted owl to saving the sting rays in Australia.

The Kyoto treaty is about America paying for the world’s “environmental care.”

Bill Gates is not only going into villages to give vaccines to help the poor little dying babies, the plan is to put computers into every single village on the planet, where everyone is logged into one major matrix.

Suddenly the word Triage doesn’t look so humane. Stem Cell will benefit the few, but the many will pay for it.

Clinton said, “Progressives should never relax. If a world away, trapped in poverty, in Africa, or East Asia, there is a child who is just as smart as our kid, just as deserving of a decent life. We really do believe our common humanity is more important than our differences.”

Great, now the child in East Asia is going to get to go to Harvard. Your kid will work at Wal-Mart.

Well, twenty-five years later, my son is grown and is working as a personal trainer. I thank God every day for the gift, but, I also thank the doctor who stood up to the system of “triage” and fought for my son to get the care he needed.

So, what did I learn from this entire brain overload?

That if you want REAL science, you’re more likely to get logical scientific answers from a Christian conservative than a secular liberal, my son is smarter than his mom because I craved fig neutons when I was pregnant,

And we all die; it will be due to a TV sitcom.

Nobody’s Perfect; Clinton said that it “was adamant that a democrat win the next electron because we can’t pursue our international obligations if we lose support at home. We need you. The rest of the world needs you.”

“We are the world, we are the children, and we are the ones who have it all, solet’s start giving…”

Somebody stop me.

Nobody Knows; Al Gore said at the United Nations that Manhattan, Shanghai and Bombay will disappear if Greenland splits in two.

So…what will happen to England?

Nobody Cares; Tonight--- I will sleep the dream of dreams, I will sink into a heavenly bliss of silence, I will sink into the oblivion of sweet, silent, peace…

My husband got his “breathing” mask today. (ahhhhhhhh)