Now that yr apptd to head up the lil' look-see into the crap veterans have to go through to get medical services, here's a short open letter to all y'all.

My wife's stepdaddy got all blowed up in Veet-nam. He got Teh Shrap-nell in hay's spine. He did suhv he country all right an he git the run roun from teh V-A now thet they shrap-nell it muhv up hay back an' make him all nervated
Iz dat maybe si-attica you got they, Mistah Pete Sol-jah man? Maybe you up got a virus an' sumpin? We fills this pape-wuhk out sixty tripkit and gets on back y'all? Mebbe we get you in nero-suhgin three week down from hay?
We git back on you case soons we kin they, Mistah Pete.



p.s. My wife and I are going to keep hounding congressional offices, the V-A hospitals and every official we can think off until you figure out that you can't put someone who can't get up to piss without tearing his body up on a month-long waiting list to see a neurosurgeon while at the same time saying he's non-emergent because he's been at home for three weeks. Well, you can, but we won't tolerate it.

Isn't Shalala coaching TEH MIAMI HURRICANEG now, or somesuch?

Donna they pres-dent .

I figure anyone who probably blew Clinton at some point might be able to fix the anal-rape going on in V-A hospitals. Regardless, my wife's stepfather's pretty bad off right now and getting worse while endless amounts of effort are expended trying to convince the V-A his war wound is now life-threatening. And he's been a veteran's counselor for 20 years. If a disabled V-A counselor can't be treated seriously and expeditiously by the V-A, who can?

Um, if Shalala did anything to a Clinton, it likely only involved a tongue...if ya get my drift.