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Thursday, January 31, 2013

A Son for My Gun – Part III



            I have spent the last two blogs going back and forth on the gun control issue.  The truth is that there are justifiable arguments on both sides of the issue.  Gun control is so complex that there will be success stories as well as failures no matter what decisions are made. 
            The only thing I am certain of is that something has to change.  We need to start somewhere.  Small steps are how a democracy works.  For some any change is tough to bear, while for others slow progress is too difficult to witness.  However, change is usually only tolerable when taken slowly.  Twenty years ago smoking was the norm, but look at where we are now; how far our society has come, and few will argue that we are not better off for it.
            So, as we search for a common ground that can satisfy both gun advocates and anti-gun activists, we need to simultaneously focus on the larger issue that is killing Americans both with guns and without.  We are all dying by passing on a disease and the escalation in gun violence is a deadly symptom of the illness.
            I have been working in the ER for almost 15 years, and have witnessed this disease first hand.  I can tell you that it is getting worse.  Patients continuously flood the emergency room with non life threatening conditions.  When a person comes to an ER with a cough for 3 weeks and becomes upset about having to wait while patients with real life threatening conditions are taken care of first, then complains to administration, which triggers an administrative backlash against those trying their best to save other human beings’ lives, is to a much lesser degree the same illness that makes someone go on a shooting spree.  Some may argue otherwise, but it is the same problem.  An annoying cough that does nothing more than cause someone to stay awake at night is a sign of the same process within the body as the truly ill individual with life threatening pneumonia having difficulty breathing and coughing up thick, copious amounts of phlegm.  One is a progression of the other.
            Our society is deteriorating and it is progressing at an astounding rate.  The fairy tale stories we tell our children with their underlying lessons of morality are truly becoming fairy tales.  On the surface we teach our children to be honest, trustworthy, compassionate, and tolerant to others.  We encourage them to share and work hard, yet the true values we are passing on to the next generation are deceit, selfishness, greed and laziness.  We are culture inflicted with a sense of entitlement at the expense of everybody else.  Work ethics have all been forgotten.  Excuses have become our mottos.  Patience and tolerance of others is lost, and responsibility is a four letter word.
            When I began practicing medicine 15 years ago I rarely saw psychiatric conditions listed on patients’ medical records.  Today they top the charts.  People of all ages, ethnic groups and demographics are being diagnosed with mental illness.  They are being prescribed drugs to treat these ‘illnesses’ and are being absolved of responsibility for their behaviors.  I also believe that these medications are inhibiting people’s natural ability to cope with stress and heal themselves of what truly ails them. 
            The simple truth is that life is hard.  Few of us are born into privilege, and even those that are have trouble dealing with reality.  We all want to be rock stars, movie stars, sports heroes and not just multimillionaires, but billionaires.  However few of us are willing to do the work and take the risk to achieve success.  When we fail we are no longer able to cope with the left over reality and resort to drugs (legal or illicit) and simply make excuses for our failures.  We blame others for our shortcomings in life and in various ways lash back; unfortunately for some it is in the form of mass murder.
            Pain is a part of life.  It is natural, but our intolerance to experience any form of pain, whether it is physical or psychological is making us unable to cope and function effectively within a society.  Disappointment helps us appreciate our successes.  Our children are not being given the chance to experience this.  At my son’s science fair, everyone got a ribbon.  At my daughter’s gymnastics competition, everyone got a metal.  What is a contest if everyone wins?  In life, some people win but the majority lose. That is reality. Losing should encourage us to work harder. Simple as that.  No excuses. 
In order to stop killing ourselves we need to take some real medicine.  There is no pill to take.  This antidote tastes bad and it is hard to swallow.  It is humble pie covered in a bitter coating of ordinary and obscurity. I believe we need to stop making excuses, stop being politically correct, and stop worrying about what everyone else is doing.  We need to wake up to reality, even though it is not the fairy tale of our dreams.  Just because it is not what we hoped for doesn’t mean we can’t find happiness within it.  When we finally start facing our demons and beat them back to hell, then we will have peace on earth and live amongst each other with out killing one another.  This is not only the solution to gun control but it is the answer to everything from our failing economy to the drug war.
We need to ‘Suck it up!’ America.  Amen! 

If you want to hear more bitching on this topic you can find it in my book ‘MediSin’.  You will also be entertained by stories of various freaks that have presented to the ER.      

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