It's hard to believe it's been almost 2 months since I last went to work...
John came by to change the oil in his Neon Monday after he got home from work. He had all 3 grandkids with him, and since the youngest missed the cutoff date to start kindergarten by two weeks, and Dottie was off yesterday, he spent the night and went to see "Wall-E" with us. It was his 3rd time to see it, and he still was spellbound as I was. Dottie admitted afterwards that she enjoyed it much more than she had thought she would.
I heard a lot of commentary when it first came out that said it was "Chaplinesque". As someone who's seen not only a lot of Chaplin, but also Buster Keaton and Harold Lloyd, I thought it was a lot more Keatonesque...Buster was always fooling around with one thing or another, Chaplin dealt much more with people (my two cents, lol).
It was very nice to see something that worked on so many levels that it not only could charm the children but adults as well!
Monday I picked up a USA Today because I saw a story on the front page about mold in military barracks in Oklahoma. After all the promises that were made and the commissions that were held after the Walter Reed scandal, I (should have known better) expected more of the people entrusted with the care of our children.
Reading that this is yet another case of it being a place for care of the wounded returning from Iraq and Afghanistan irks me; reading this morning that they have now fired the patient advocate who reported the conditions to USA Today after they weren't resolved makes me think nothing has changed but the location.
NPR broke some stories about soldiers forced to accept less than honorable discharges after having been treated shamefully at a hospital in Fort Collins, and not given the medical care they should have been because they were deemed to have "discipline problems" instead of PTSD. It seems that behavior is also continuing.
Of course, I'm sure if someone drives off the road at 5AM trying to make a muster for PT while they are on psychotropics or sedatives (one of the stories in the link just above), it won't be the Army's fault...
It's time for the promises that are made to each person who enlists to be kept! That you will be taken care of properly, and if you are injured you will be cared for properly as long as necessary. Not abused and pushed to the point of reacting in a manner that allows someone to put you on the trash heap because it's cheaper!
This isn't someplace you can have beancounters draw a bottom-line...
This isn't the place to balance the budget...
These are our children; our brothers; our sisters; someone's parents...
They deserve better!
Garry Moore's closing to "I've Got a Secret" was always;
"Please be kind to each other"
which some of you know is where my wishing the week to be kind to you comes from.
I hope someone is kind to these poor veterans...