Painting Red

There's a storm forming in her mind.
The kind that forces floods to fill her eyes.
She's a down pour of thoughts, an instrument of pure design.
He tries to cross temptation, the torrential words have washed out the line.
It's coming to an end, as sticks and stones poke holes in the air.
The negatives have developed.
The future seems unclear.
She looks to his heart, and finds the missing.
Sees the scar an arrow once left.
Their love now carries among the ashes.
The wind, taking it to a better place.
They were young once, and knew so much more about so much less.
Longing for the when and where.
Now he falls into the then and there.
She was the red in his painting.
The part that stood out.
Now his canvas stays empty, white, calling for possiblity.



"Who do you carry that torch for, my young man? Do you believe in anything? Do you carry it around just to burn things down?"

Heroes

Where does it come from this quest?
This need to solve life’s mysteries, when the simplest of questions can never be answered.
Why are we here?
What is the soul?
Why do we dream?
Perhaps we’d be better off not looking at all.
Not delving.
Not yearning.
But that’s not human nature, not the human heart.
That is not why we are here.
Yet still we struggle to make a difference, to change the world, to dream of hope.
Never knowing for certain who we will meet along the way.
Who among the world of strangers will hold our hand, touch our hearts and share the pain of trying.

This is from the opening lines of the season finale of HEROES. (Best show on TV right now)

American Health Care

This one's about a woman that died last May in Los Angeles. You might already be saying "Ok, people die". She even died in a hospital. But let's face it, that happens every day. Well here's the catch. She died, waiting in the Emergency Room, with a perforated bowel and was bleeding from the mouth. Authorities, both at the hospital and at 911 dispatch, refused to help this woman because they thought it was not and emergency. NOT an emergency. This woman was vomiting blood, but hey, that's normal, it can wait. What the hell was this hospital thinking? If you don't wanna deal with emergencies all day, don't work in a frigin emergency room!
To make things worse, when police finally arrived to take her to another hospital, they instead arrested her on a parole violation. I can understand if a serial killer or rapist is bleeding to death on a hospital floor, let them die, they deserve it. But this woman violated her parole. Put her in a hospital bed and handcuff her to it, she ain't going anywhere. But i guess it was a slow crime day in the city of angels and this one couldn't wait.
The head of the hospital was sent home on an extended leave of abscence. Which in slap on the wrist terms means, "Go home, take some sun, come back when this blows over".
The head of the hospital, the employees in the emergency room, and the 2 dispatchers that refused to help, should all lose their jobs and never be allowed to get a job in this line of work or any related line of work ever again.
Gotta love the American health care system.

I have finally caved and joined the blog craze that is taking over the lives of so many. These blogs will be about mainly 2 things. 1) The things in the world that frustrate me, in those i will criticize, make sarcastic (at times witty) remarks, and try to figure out why the world is the way it is, and 2) The things that don't frustrate me, now in these ones i will forget about the criticism and figuring out stuff and jump right to the sarcasm. And i'm sure there will be the occasional 3) nothing is really going on today stuff, where i will pretty much waste your time.

I'm gonna try to make this an every second or third day type of thing but I'll see how it goes. So check back in for the first entry.