David and Jack are in a terrible care accident on a country road miles from an emergency phone. Jack is bleeding profusely but they sees a sign that says Doctor 1/4 mile. They follows the road until he comes to a house and knocks on the door. The man who answers the door shakes his head regretfully.
Man: Oh, I can’t help you, son. I haven’t practiced medicine in 25 years. I don’t even remember half the stuff and will probably just make things words. I’m so sorry.
The sun and the walk and the loss of blood is too much for Jack and he dies.
David: I came here thinking you were a doctor. I could have gone another way and maybe found a phone or a ride to the hospital but because of you, my friend is dead. If you’re not going to practice medicine, take down the fucking sign !
Man: Oh, I can’t help you, son. I haven’t practiced medicine in 25 years. I don’t even remember half the stuff and will probably just make things words. I’m so sorry.
The sun and the walk and the loss of blood is too much for Jack and he dies.
David: I came here thinking you were a doctor. I could have gone another way and maybe found a phone or a ride to the hospital but because of you, my friend is dead. If you’re not going to practice medicine, take down the fucking sign !
The god who allows children to be raped out of respect for the free will choice of the rapist, but punishes gay men for engaging in mutually consensual sex couldn't possibly be responsible for an intelligently designed universe.
I may defend your right to free speech, but i won't help you pass out flyers.
Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities.
--Voltaire
Nietzsche isn't dead. How do I know he lives? He lives in my mind.
I may defend your right to free speech, but i won't help you pass out flyers.
Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities.
--Voltaire
Nietzsche isn't dead. How do I know he lives? He lives in my mind.