Gentle Reader –
As a boy, I was raised in the Catholic Church. The whole deal: Catholic School, nuns, getting my mouth washed out with soap – over and over, but it didn’t work, I still have a foul mouth – wanting to become a priest, but then discovering girls. You get the picture, right ?
So today I am a seriously fallen Catholic.
But the one thing that has stayed with me is good old Catholic guilt. I think that, since the Catholic Church derives from Judaism, it only makes sense that Catholic guilt would vie with Jewish guilt. I must say, I think Catholic guilt wins.
The reason I tell you this story – tedious I know – is that I have not posted anything here since April. In the introduction to the blog, I commented that I would write as clinical and administrative duties allowed – well, in the last 12 weeks they have allowed very little. This engenders much guilt on my part.
So I enter this note to let you – Gentle Reader – know that I have several things to post soon. One on Death and Dying, one on Mississippi and its health system (so to speak) – these two written by others – and one I have written on quality. I will also very soon comment again, yes late, on the Affordable Care Act, now that the Supremes – as Molly Ivans used to call them – have ruled.
I will, finally, weigh in on the latest mass killings in our country.
Gentle Reader, do you ever – really I am serious – wake up in the morning and feel as if you are a character in Kafka’s Metamorphosis ?
My apologies to you all for being such a slug.