tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19305198.post4145905617225653436..comments2024-03-27T03:19:11.216-04:00Comments on Assistant Village Idiot: They Cut Lund's BrainAssistant Village Idiothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01978011985085795099noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19305198.post-85510219672138655552016-01-29T05:30:46.441-05:002016-01-29T05:30:46.441-05:00I am continuing my campaign for you to write a boo...I am continuing my campaign for you to write a book. That is all.bs kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02871717971078952304noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19305198.post-48847474317972493172016-01-29T02:58:57.397-05:002016-01-29T02:58:57.397-05:00Thank you for writing this. Everybody dies but wha...Thank you for writing this. Everybody dies but what a tragedy to vanish into a wall and know it years before dying.HMS Defianthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10024721130102173694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19305198.post-33436147951535921632016-01-27T16:52:09.531-05:002016-01-27T16:52:09.531-05:00Tough choices indeed. This is the hard part of m...Tough choices indeed. This is the hard part of medical care in that the methods available are always short of the need. Chains weren't intended to punish but protect. You wonder about the terrible dangers that his mind was perceiving but will never know.dmoellinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13128088863830769762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19305198.post-89763568868785221712016-01-27T15:40:07.239-05:002016-01-27T15:40:07.239-05:00You are a very good writer. Brought me to tears. ...You are a very good writer. Brought me to tears. That poor man. You know which people it instantly made me think of. Having been around a lot of psychotic violence in youth I realize all too well the need for even our blunt instruments to keep the family and caregivers safe. BUT. It is a tragedy when a light is dimmed. Most of us aren't half as creative or artistic as we would like to think. But I have known so many genuinely talented people tranquillized into somnolence and cloddishness. We silence a bird's song. We turn dancers into immobile TV watchers. It sucks. Sorry. <br /><br /> I was rereading some stuff by Laing (who I always like to dismiss as a total wack job and whose personal life I disproved of) and there's a lot there one could apply to this case. <br /><br />I probably shd be dead because my mushy and ignorant sympathy used to get mobilized when we cooked for and sat and talked w homeless Mr Lunds at my parish after college. I would prattle w lonely people, about the stew, and their lives, and their ideas about the government (as a social misfit myself, i cd talk to anyone). One afternoon, one of the men I was friendliest w (we let them sit in our library on winter afternoons to read and drink Cocoa til the shelter opened, and we would drop by to chat and see ways we might help, clothes, references, etc)smashed a beer bottle without warning on the rector's head (he survived). <br /><br />The boy kid has inherited my tendency to talk to waifs and strays and used to give to every beggar despite his father's warnings that this was a mugger's first step (he was never mugged, tho)Retrieverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09036341287285545932noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19305198.post-39935510787544300612016-01-27T11:02:25.473-05:002016-01-27T11:02:25.473-05:00Now I understand "poignant" and Ozymandi...Now I understand "poignant" and Ozymandias.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18193032615963523431noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19305198.post-91596670370994239132016-01-27T11:01:54.910-05:002016-01-27T11:01:54.910-05:00Now I understand "poignant" and Ozymandi...Now I understand "poignant" and Ozymandias.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18193032615963523431noreply@blogger.com