Goodbye Rat Bastards, Goodbye (cont.) Wherein "the proof is in the pudding" becomes an impending future, which today portends a wonderful outcome for the seriously mentally ill and disabled patients at The Arizona State Hospital.  

Regrettably, however, I am not able to comment further as to things now in the works. Suffice it to say, my virtual absence in recent weeks is the consequence of positive developments in terms of my efforts to expose the horrendously unlawful management of The Arizona State Hospital, and the direct impact of that issue on the welfare and care needs of the ASH patient community, as a whole. I have been advised in no uncertain terms: NO MORE BLOGGING FOR NOW. But I simply cannot contain myself. And it is not as though the ones most directly responsible for the fact that patient abuse and related administrative negligence goes on in unabated fashion at ASH aren't, you know, expecting that at some point in time it will all have to come to an end. I mean, they have proven their ineptitude in numerous ways, but they can't be that stupid (?). Indeed, I strongly suspect that certain of these RAT BASTARDS (and you know who you are, each and every last one of you) know via their own very real experience that from time to time meaningful stirring of the proverbial pot can and will occur, and that these sorts of illegalities are perpetually due such action. The current Chief Medical Officer at ASH, for example, Dr. Laxman Patel, was present and a member of the senior clinical staff at ASH the last two or three times that the federal government stepped in and took action to get Patel and his associates up to speed with established mental health care practice(s), so he assuredly knows the drill pretty well by now. What he doesn't possess, however, is the common sense to know better. He is a faulty mechanism in this sense because he's become fat and lazy in terms of abiding by his obligations as a physician, this as a direct consequence of working there at ASH, where oversight and accountability have historically been so vacant that ASH staff in general take for granted that the laws we Americans are bound to face in the real world have no bearing on how these people do their jobs there inside the confines of ASH itself. This is how these people have operated for years, at the direct expense of Arizona's citizens, and to the detriment of Arizona's most seriously mentally ill adults. Substandard mental-medical heath care and they are getting away with it. Sort of.  

In no uncertain terms, it as though Patel and company have been fattening up for a real good cooking, and that's exactly what they have coming at this time. So be it. 

But there, I have gone and done it. I have said too much, and I will hear about it as soon as I post this brief statement. But that's OK, I will survive. I will, indeed, survive my own shortcomings far better than the RAT BASTARDS at The Arizona State Hospital are going to; I know this much, as well as I do my own heart. The fact is, no single effort in the last half century has amounted to meaningful reform at ASH that might have ensured the establishment of optimum standards lawfully due to the facility's diverse patient community, and this time around, whatever Patel might be accustomed to in terms of intervention and oversight is far overdue for healthy slap in the face, as it were. As in, "Shame on you!" for not fulfilling your obligations, in clear spite of the fact that you have already been directed and redirected time and time again to cease your misconduct once and for all. The one's most directly responsible for tending to the affairs of Arizona's most seriously ill and disabled citizens have been given more than enough chances to to do do the right thing as per the law, and they have repeatedly failed, at the direct expense of the patients at ASH. I know this, for I spent 13 long months subjected to the criminality of these people, and as I have stated before: 

I WARNED THEM IN GOOD FAITH THAT THEY WERE TALKING SHIT AND WOULDN'T GET AWAY WITH IT. I DID THIS TIME AND TIME AGAIN WHILE I WAS A PATIENT AT ASH, AND I ALWAYS DID IT BY THE BOOK, ALWAYS IN GOOD FAITH. BUT AS ONE, THEY ALL REFUSED TO LISTEN. AND NOW THE ELEPHANT IS IN THE ROOM, SHAKE SHAKE SHAKE, AND THE FAT IS IN THE FIRE. BURN BABY BURN…. MAY THE RULES OF THE ROAD LAND SQUARELY ON YOUR HEADS, AND GOOD RIDDANCE!

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