The Doctor Is In

The process of compacting the newly-laid bridge cables.

Those who have been reading for a while may recall that last June we got a chow puppy. In the process of describing the history of dogs in our household, I mentioned our first dog–a standard poodle named Walter. Walter was, to make a long story short, a demon dog, a black bastard from the [...]

One of the nicer things about having a blog is the ability to rant periodically about things which are maddening, but utterly out of your control. It is healthy to have an outlet for such frustrations, and although my dog seems to understand and cares deeply when I express my concerns about troubling issues, she [...]

My prior post, on the subject of the Islam, its history, and the relevance thereof in an age where nuclear terrorism is increasingly a possibility–if not a certainty–was one of the more difficult posts I’ve had to write in a long time. It was a difficult labor, morphing through many revisions, ended up far different [...]

Some of you may have heard of the newest multicultural project, designed to bring peace to the troubled Middle East. This project, a movie, will discuss the struggles of homosexuals in Muslim countries. Although there is no official release date, and the title–up until now–has been an industry secret, I was pleased and surprised to [...]

Historical comparisons between the war on terror and Vietnam have always struck me as a bit strained and overwrought. Recently, however, I have begun to come around to this way of thinking–at least in part. There are still significant differences, however: Jane Fonda never got paid to betray her country. Jane was never Vice President. [...]

This is my call weekend. Call weekends–where you cover for a host of other physicians, so that the fortunate many may enjoy some time off at the expense of the unfortunate SOB on call–are akin to ritual self-flagellation: long days, longer nights, countless phone calls from emergency rooms and ailing patients, most of whom you [...]

He was an average-looking kid, maybe 25, what statisticians might call “an outlier”–not quite strange enough to be bizarre, but definitely a bit “out there”–a little “goosey” in mannerisms, pleasant but slightly inappropriate in the things he laughed at, with his facial expressions, and with those other subliminal messages some call “body language.” I entered [...]