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today, I was graced with one of my 'intellectual' conservatives - you all know the type: generally well-versed in 'National Review' conservatism, somehow met (Lt. Colonel)Barry Goldwater when in the Service, and all-around snotty. A rough version of the dialog follows:
PC: Hi, Mr. Jones, howyadoin today? (Philly-ese for "Hello")
Adolf: Well, it looks like you're going to get what you always wanted.
PC: Really, what's that? (ACTING LIKE I HAD NO IDEA WHERE HE'S COMING FROM - secret told; clinicians often play stupid so that patients will talk too much and tell you what's REALLY going on - it's a great interviewing technique - more on that some other time)
Adolf: A black President - the answer to your wet dreams, right doc?
PC: Well...most of my wet dreams involve your sister but...
Adolf: (laughs heartily - can you believe this? They love this kind of crap)
PC: It should be interesting, so we'll see what happens tonight and...
Adolf: Well, we know what's going to happen. Hillary's dead in the water...
PC: I thought you'd LIKE that...you guys despise her. you haven't stopped talking about how much you hate her for the entire time, at least 14 years, that I've been treating you.
Adolf: You don't get it do you...? The only reason she ran for President was so that she could become Majority Leader in the Senate. She had no chance of winning.
PC: WHAT? she spent, like YEARS in fricking Iowa so that she could become Majority Leader? You guys are nuts...and desperate.
Adolf: ...and then she and the Democrat (sic) President can...
PC: What did you just say?
Adolf: What?
PC: Did you just say 'Democrat Party'?
Adolf, Well, yeah and...
PC: Stop right there. Listen to me..it's 'DemocratIC Party"...since when did you begin to use illiterate discourse as part of your argument.
Adolf: Are you mad at me or something, today?
PC: No, I'm not mad at you, I'm good and godd--ned sick and tired of your Party's demeaning of the Party which gave America all the things which you apparently hate: Civil Rights, Medicare, Social Security, Aid to Dependent Children, and all the other programs which allow you to live in this city without people going berserk on you every time you walk down the street, Mr. rich guy. (Said this laughing)
Adolf: Well, you're in a mood today.
PC: Yes I am...now stand by for this three inch needle which I'm going to stick in the flesh right above you badly abscessing lower second molar....
Postscript: the procedure went well, as usual, and he left my buddy- still. and do you know why?
not because he respects me for my gumption. not because he appreciates my professionalism but...
because I PARTICIPATE WITH HIS INSURANCE COMPANY.
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