The Federal
government failed to provide adequate security at the Washington Naval Yard
that would screen out unauthorized guns with metal detectors and failed to
adequately council a former active duty naval reservist that twice sought help
at V.A. Hospitals. President Obama at a memorial criticized civil gun ownership
instead of Federal failures in security and V.A. service. The public is not
really at fault-who else can they vote for besides Republicans and Democrats
that aren't very accurate at budget balancing or border security?
Psychiatric counseling
should be decriminalized if people are to be free to seek that sort of medical
help if they want it without needing to be concerned about picks up the legal
ticks from a plethora of sources that attach themselves to undermine his or her
civil liberty. In fact it would be opportune to reform the historical legal
context for criminal trials in order to remove the prospect for psychiatric opinion
developing as force of law.
A new trial format
would have three parts instead of two as at present wherein guilt or innocence
is determined followed by sentencing. Phase one is a structure inappropriate
for using psychiatric opinion.
1) Findings of
fact
2) Conclusion of
law
3) Public response
A finding of fact
phase would determine if the person charged did the deed or not. Phase two would
determine if those convicted in phase one should be held responsible or
discharged. Phase three would act as the sentencing phase for those found
convicted and responsible.
Is there
subjective software of logic an individual develops in response to the
experience of hearing voices? The political dialectical evolution of
dysfunction of the Congress at managing the nation's public affairs might be an
analogy for the internal dialectical evolution of plausible explanations an
individual might develop to account for the anomaly of unattributable internal
voices. No one believes it's possibly anything besides holistic organic
dysfunction, yet there are other possibilities...
The Veteran Hears
Voices, Buys a Gun and Visits The Old Navy Yard
The veteran lives
in a room alone
in a white room
with black curtains
he hears the call
of duty
traffic and the
world passes outside
while inside is
another room with an open door
someone else he
doesn't know is in it
a ventriloquist, a
cell phone left behind, an alien from someplace beyond
gently, mockingly,
relentlessly giving words of impossible distraction
that he overhears incredulously
before incredulity turns to despair
Troubled by
constant distraction from the unknown twit
-no one is in the
spare room hidden behind a door that can't be found
the veteran
considers the possibilities of who and what the enemy is
an enemy that
deceives and confounds, tricks and provides news
an extra-sensory
invader
beating a punitive
sunchopated tinnitus on eardrums when better incentives are needed to stop his
impermissible political thought
Hearing voices,
the vet visits a Veteran's Hospital for help
an emergency room
gut specialist looks around at the sick and injured
wondering what
goes on in the meathead before him
The Doc doesn't
enumerate a list of logically possible source of voices that haven't got a
corresponding credible source
1)
Extra-terrestrial super-real communiqués
2) Covert
government or criminal tech assaults
3) Demons
4) Silent focused
sound waves audible only to the ears they are beamed at by an unknown foe
5) An implanted
transmitter too small to detect
6) Short-circuiting
or malfunctioning brain neurons that generate audible words independently of
one's will
7) A fib in a
jihadist plan to disarm Americans
A list of
possibilities that would inform the vet of possible existential explanations
wasn't given
neither was a chemical
remedy offered to work on possibility six
looking at the vet
he said nothing, it's just audio hallucinations
A threatening
condemnation -the veteran hears voices in the real world that don't exist-
asserting his mind wrongly exists
it's an epistemological
insult
of the first kind
if there ever was
Although the
traduction
might be a little
inaccurate
even the vet knows
his mysterious voices don't correspond to regular embodied leprechauns in his
brain
-he knows he isn't
the King of France
rich as Bill Gates
or an N.B.A. star
His use of the
word voices was confused the issue
an example of the
indeterminacy of translation
what else could he
say?
what would the
inexperienced understand of his lexicon without sharing
since voices in
the mind differ substantially from voices with a normal cause
With the
fundamental attack on the integrity of his mind said
it was just one of
many possibilities
he contemplates
his mind as a homeroom
into which voices
enter from outside the curtain
mostly adverse
opinions
a foe says his
mind is not real
that he doesn't
know himself
The voice of the
gut doc and that of the voice in the spare room are different
yet equal in some
respects
neither is self
one has a visible
corporeal, well-paid body
maybe it worked at
Ft. Hood
or was a trainee
neuroscientist in Denver
while the voice of
the other has a hidden entry to the brain
like a virus
preying upon the host, at best
each spoofs the
integrity of self, the veteran self
who perceives the
attacks of the others as phenomena?
In less than
utopia, in civil society
experiencing the
enemy as something necessarily tolerated
from the spare,
vacant room from where the voices enter his mind-room
there are no
claims of reality
the fiat of simple
fact and power overcomes doubt
- real secret
voices enter his mind
Voices from an
source unknown
maybe echoes of
federal training
with strengthened
skepticism he soldiers on
following his own
lead
-to thine own self
be true
master of his
fate, captain of his soul
conforming to war
A better prayer
would have been 'Jesus savior pilot me
over life's
tempestuous seas'
the V.A. Doc never
explained
there is no MNR
mapping of the source of the voices in the spare room
nothing would be
fixed
even with
expensive chemical carpet bombing of his brain with drugs
besides, if the
veteran waited a hundred years the voices would never occur in a Veteran's
hospital for study
With sympathy from
the emergency room guy, a sleeping pill and a Band-Aid
the frustrated,
bewildered sailor wanders off into the night
thinking about
buying a gun for self-defense
against a
bulletproof enemy
too difficult to
stop
that might have
infiltrated the Old Navy Yard.
