The Medical Industrial Death Machine

Time to spill ink like blood, bludgeoning those who wreak havoc on the health of our brothers, sisters, fathers, mothers, neighbors, lovers, and friends. Time to get real mean and nasty. Time to pull out the red highlighters and start lashing their souls with failing marks. Time to point out how they have failed the test. Time to fuck them hard with a heavy dose of spontaneous karma. Time to make them weep, beg, and plead for mercy in their time of need.