Just look around you. How many people do you see walking around with no life in their eyes? How many people don’t seem to care about anything one way or the other as long as they have Twinkies, TV, video games, cell phones and pills, lots and lots of pills. How many people you know or see, that are really happy? How many are angry, bitter victims that point the finger and blame everyone and everything around them for the life that they perceive is filled with injustice and deprivation? So, what do they do? Here, take this pill, it will make everything all better.
It seems a majority of people have bought into Madison Avenue’s sales pitch, you see it in every other commercial while sitting in a doctor’s office waiting room. Here, take this pill, it will improve your life and kill you at the same time. Partaking of prescription drugs or over the counter medications for every little symptom or possibility has become so prevalent that the population in general has been chemically castrated and lobotomized. They don’t feel, they have no drive and they just don’t care. Sound like Zombies to you? Give me Cheetos! Give me TV! Give me video games! Give me special delivery pizza! Give me! Give me! Give me!
And you know what? That’s exactly what they’re going to say when we reach the bottom of the slippery slope we’re traveling down at break neck speed. The momentum has accelerated to the point of
treacherous, fatal impact. Do the zombies see it? Can they feel the sudden drop as the wheels fall off as the ever quickening decent occurs? No, I don’t want to see it. No, I don’t want to hear it, stop talking about being prepared and taking care of my family. Where is my anti-anxiety pill? You are crazy. You are a conspiracy theorist. You are using scare tactics. I don’t like you, the things you say make me feel bad. I need another pill, I’m stressed. Honey, could you pass the pill bottles and junk food? I just want to relax from a day of stressful interaction with all of these Nationalist, conservative wackos that want us all to die from global warming, climate change and hurt feelings. I don’t want to feel like that, pass the other pill bottle over while you’re at it.
Folks, do you realize that most prescription medications that everyone carries around by the grocery bag full turn you into a zombie? Yes, some medications are needed and necessary, but we know people that go to the doctor, doctor says, well, you’re almost [fill in just about any age] and the survey says you need to take statins for your cholesterol. But doc, my cholesterol is okay, it’s not high. Yea, I know, but it’s preventative medication and for your own good. Here, take this pill. Oh, OK. What are the side effects?
Well, it may cause fatal problems with your organs, subdue your emotions and sexual drive, make you suicidal, and make you unable to react to dangerous situations quickly if you ever need to, but it’s for your own good. Here, take this pill. Oh, OK. For how long? For the rest of your life. Oh, OK. Don’t worry about your organs, we’ll keep an eye on you. There are other medications that will take care of that if you need them. Oh, OK. And don’t worry about not being interested in your spouse anymore, you’re almost [fill in just about any age] and things slow down more and more as you get older. We need for you to take all of these pills so you will keep coming back to the doctor with side effect symptoms so we can prescribe more pills that will cause more side effects, then you will need more pills and I will make more money by seeing more patients that need more pills……..until you are dead.
In the meantime, you will need to do bloodwork twice a year, and don’t forget the occasional MRI and CT scan. To make sure that your organs aren’t overreacting to your pills, we’ll need to run a colonoscopy, endoscopy, and any other tests you may need. They may also cause hospitalization so we can run many more tests and procedures. With all of these tests, if we find something that is not quite right, you might have to have minor surgery. Do you want to have surgery? It will fix the problem, from taking all of those pills. But after that procedure, I will give you more pills to make you feel better, like some type of opiate pain pill that you will then become addicted to.
Zombies. We have this unfortunate running joke that when you see someone shuffling down the aisle at the grocery store, or driving slow hunched over the steering wheel that they’ve either just had their daily dose of anti-whatever, or they’re taking way too much of everything. Too much Thorazine is our usual statement.
If Frank had followed the standard cardiac advice after his double bypass, he would be taking about six medications right now, all of which have major side effects to your organs, emotions, psychological well being, not to mention interest in life in general. That’s why his heart surgeon kicked him off of his patient list.
You won’t take all these pills? Then I won’t be your doctor. Oh, OK, says Frank. See ya, cause I ain’t taking all of these pills. Before the bypass Frank wasn’t taking any medications at all. His blood pressure was fine, his cholesterol was fine, his bloodwork indicated no problems whatsoever. Now? He takes a very, very small dose of the most un-invasive blood pressure medicine we could find through our research and that his body will tolerate. That’s it. Our current medical practitioner is okay with this. Frank is in charge of his body, not the medical/pharmaceutical industrial complex.
We were talking about this topic at breakfast one morning. That is what gave me the idea for this article. Frank’s comment? I want to feel, I want to be a man. I want to have the ability to duck if I see a baseball coming at my head. I want to live the life I have left, not be an unfeeling, medicated old man. Frank has a friend that has long used testosterone medication which caused many other health issues, so now he takes a number of pills to deal with the side effects of the original medication. Frank has a relative that has been taking statins, beta blockers and blood pressure medications for years, just in case. His comment was I don’t have to change my diet or worry about my heart, I can do whatever I want……as long as I take these pills. But he also hasn’t been with his wife in 20 years, there is no interest or desire there. That may be okay for him, but it’s not okay with Frank. He knows he is going to die some day, we all die, but he doesn’t want to die being a zombie, he wants to be a man, a real man.
This doesn’t even begin to address the opioid, anti-psychotic and psychotropic medications that are being dispensed like candy at the state fair. Sometimes I wonder if people seek out these types of drugs to escape from the condition of the world, our country, their lives, or they’re just trying to be like the Jones down the road. You know, screwed up in the head by Madison Avenue, Hollywood and all of the social pressure and unrest in the world. Is life so bad? In many cases I would say yes. It’s awful. Look around at the hatred and anger that is spewed across the airwaves, right to your TV, your computer, your phone, all live and in your face.
A different thought here. Is our government using the medical industry to suppress the drive and motivation of American citizens as a means to appease and subdue the population? Are these medications being used as a means to control resistance? If you have a kid in school that is an issue, medicate them. That way you have a nice, compliant little boy. Just food for thought. Control.
Please understand, Frank and I take medications that our bodies need. We wish we didn’t have to, but we do. If you need to take medications, then take them. If you don’t need to take medications, it is your choice. It is your body. We all need to have our heads screwed on right. If you don’t need it, get off of it. Focus. Keep your mind clear, sharp, vigilant and functioning. No matter how difficult life is now, if it gets a whole lot worse, which many of us believe it will, you will need all of your wits about you. Every last one of them. Folks, the zombies are already here. Don’t be one of them.
Until next time – Fern