Postby BartSimpson » Sun May 27, 2012 4:52 pm
Keith,
We have a lot in common. In your job, do you want to, about 10 times a day, jerk a guy up by his collar and tell him eyeball-to-eyeball that he is seriously effe'ing up his life. We are not allowed to do that, sworn, unsworn, Doctor or LEO. Do you know what I mean?
So I throw some extra super-glue at these guys, carve my initials in their bones, and say "Have a nice day" before these dudes wake up. Macho-man gets another run in the Tenderlion, or South of Market in the Dogpatch. But I'm not changing his life, however much I try. I have glued together the entire length of MLK Boulevard in my career, yet the trauma is still happening today. The broken bones are a symptom of the greater social problem.
Because I deal with bones, everything is black and white in my world. I get guys like you, who have a psychosomatic condition, with phantom pains, and all I can care about is your kids. Your kids need you to talk to a counselor.