Office of Inspector General

JUNE 26, 2014 - Office of Inspector General

    Hi, Christel.  Good morning.  I love you, Sweety Pie.

    Yesterday was exhausting physically, as I went grocery shopping and carried heavy loads walking through muggy heat.  I was also intellectually busy taking a time consuming yet mostly fruitless research exploration through YouTube videos featuring pompous narrators who were more interested in bellowing pontifically about subjects, which they had no depth of understanding in, rather than actually sharing insights and feelings of awe about their topics.

    You know the sort, the one's who obnoxiously deepen their voices and put a theatrical, melodramatic tone in them, emphasizing the wrong words and missing the right ones as they simply follow someone else's words in a text opened before them.  What they don't realize is that no historical figure ever had such a pretentious tone in mind or in voice while he or she wrote their famous philosophical and literary works.

    I also received an email from the South Carolina government Office of Inspector General in response to an email I had sent earlier in the month.  They said this wasn’t one of the things they were set up to investigate but if I wished them to they would redirect my complaint to the proper venue.  They also asked if I wanted to remain anonymous in my complaint if they did send.  I said no, let whoever needs to know who I am (what do I care?) and gave them a fiery explanation about DSS's abusive practices against elderly people.  

    I don't want to reiterate all of those details here but the series of emails and communications back and forth, between me and the Office of Inspector General, can be found in my Gmail account.  

    Anyway, this reply to the Office of Inspector General came out of me like a flaming roar of dragon fire, denouncing DSS's potentially fatal dismissals and trivialization of older people's needs.  I suspect that, in this particular case, someone in the DSS organization fell behind in their work and to hide the fact from superiors reduced their workload by fabricating false reasons and deleting important information from computer records (as was done in my case) to cut innocent old people from DSS services because those old people were least able to defend themselves against such calculated and devious actions -- especially tired old people who had barely enough energy to breathe let alone fight younger insensitive, lazy, lying DSS workers who would stoop to such immoral measures to hide their own incompetence.

    I had you in mind, Honey Bun, as I wrote that scathing email.  I remembered the many similar fights I had had with bored little poorly trained bureaucrats in reference to your crippled condition and serious needs over twenty years of my being your dedicated and loving caregiver.  You remember my having to deal that frustration.  I could not always hide it from you.  It was maddening at times, dealing with them and their efforts to evade any real work and thought.  

    This present day reminder of those days of worrying so deeply about you and your needs and my intense love for you and my very frustrated efforts to find ways to provide you with the things you needed, this reminder of being confronted by so many heartless little minds who wished only to avoid work that would require some extra thought, as opposed to mindless routine, this reminder of these little uncaring bureaucrats whom we often had to pass through in those difficult handicapped last twenty years of our blessed thirty year marriage to each other, it so charged me up with fiery passion when writing my email reply to the South Carolina Office of Inspector General that I could not sleep during the night.  All I could do was pace, mentally, back and forth in my thoughts like a caged lion.  

    Anyway, the record is in my gmail account on the internet.

    I love you, Honey Bun.