Which Doctor

“Ooh Eeh Ooh Ah Aah Ting Tang Walla Walla Bing Bang”, theme song of the Witch Doctor. No, the title is not a migraine headache incipient dementia moment typo as “which” doctor do we trust? Look, based on a “Right to Privacy”, a person’s health “good or bad” is a privileged secret. Amazing that the U.S. Constitution finds no definitive right to privacy…be it a state’s constitutional right for Alaska, Arizona, California, Florida, Hawaii, Illinois, Louisiana, Montana, South Carolina and Washington - sad not bad only 11 out of 50 states of the Union. Texas, doesn’t believe in “Privacy” yet believes in the Jade Helm conspiracy? But the Witch Doctor has spoken…there exists an imminent and  serious danger best upgrade the troops to DEFCON 1. See, Ron Jeremy just finished a porn flic called “Dick Durbin Destroys Kirstjen Neilsen’s “Shithole” and it is the 1^st porn movie wherein members of the 115^th Congress have found a bipartisan “come together right now” movement. Porn, right on par the Access Hollywood White House. Anyway, when Donald John Trump was scheduled for a lobotomy, I mean physical, I thought maybe best I do the same as my health hounding was long overdue for a fibrillator assessment measurement. Anyway, I was able to get in to see a “G-Man” doctor at the same time as the 45^th, whose health and mental-stability-genius has been subject to ridicule and laughter the past 361-days since the voting booth lobotomized the tranquility of “Democracy”. So, I was at the MD’s office on time and 25-minutes later given a clean bill of health. I am healthy, so first impressions mean a lot to the guy with the latex gloves. Now Mr. Trump’s latex glove “bend over some more” session required 4-hours? And NOT a damn “Tweet”, how nice! Same test by a government approved medicine man so I would have to say that the additional time to check out the chief was due to “What the Fuck Is That”? Stuff that needed a second opinion, when the laughing stopped. Yet in the end, the prognosis was that Trump was also in “EXCELLENT HEALTH”. So why in hell did it take so much longer to perform the same damn medical procedures to check for hemorrhoids and erectile dysfunction? And they also gave Trump an on-line mental test, which only gives you half the truth until you sign up for some introductory offer and if cheap you get only on-line chatter with somebody from Russia if lucky, else a “Shithole” country. Honestly, giving the Moron-in-Covfefe an on-line mental stability test wherein he scored 30 out of a possible 30? The Russians have invaded our space, Net-Neutrality progress I guess! So today Ron was talking about “The Donald” and answering questions to the “Fake News” piss ants. It was the same old thing, questions with half-baked answers designed to fool. Look, Donald John Trump is NOT healthy, don’t need a weatherman to tell which way his farts blow! Then the experts in the penis galley started asking the serious questions and it was then understood that Trump was watching that “Durbin Neilson” XXX movie when the “Big Phony Tits” nurse checked his pulse. No fair, this is cheating. Where I am going with this? When you tell a fib about a Moron that eats a crappy diet that which would be banned from any nutritional program even in a 3^rd world “Shithole” and is supposedly a genius with no apparent malformation of the cranium, you give this maniac the “License to KILL”. If Donald John Trump is as healthy as what the Witch Doctor is trying to convince US all, then just get rid of our expensive medical health care and give US all gift cards to eat all our meals at “Eddie’s Fast Food High Cholesterol Cockroach Coach”! This I cannot believe, and the proof is in the pudding that some in the MD field are lost because they are being told what to say, we are getting used to the daily bread of lies. And herein is wherein I draw the line that what we have been told is pure Tower Crap. According to Trump’s doctor “The Donald” only needs 4 to 5 hours of sleep? Not just a day here a day there short on “ZZZs”, but the daily routine and I don’t know of a single credible doctor that would say this is a healthy lifestyle. And if he wakes that early, surely he is not sleeping with a mate as that would disturb the peace and quiet of another that requires a normal sleep time pattern. You think Melania gets up to change Donald’s diaper? So, who am I to argue what the White House doctor is broadcasting to the world. Except he has done America a dis-service. When you promote this vision of a Mr. Perfect, that is in EXCELLENT HEALTH and needs only half the sleep normal human beings require, Donald will take all this as a compliment and that is a dangerous proposition as give an inch, take a mile-long smile and who knows what he will do at 2am when every other person is asleep. If Donald Trump is healthy, I am a superhero! OK, test for yourself as a picture is worth a thousand medical opinions, Show me a single picture made public that is without a doubt proof that this Moron is healthy. I need a song…

Man thinks 'cause he rules the earth he can do with it as he please
And if things don't change soon, he will
Oh, man has invented his doom,
First step was touching the moon

Now, there's a woman on my block,
She just sit there as the night grows still
She say who gonna take away his license to kill?

Now, they take him and they teach him and they groom him for life
And they set him on a path where he's bound to get ill,
Then they bury him with stars,
Sell his body like they do used cars

Now, there's a woman on my block,
She just sit there facin' the hill
She say who gonna take away his license to kill?

Now, he's hell-bent for destruction, he's afraid and confused,
And his brain has been mismanaged with great skill
All he believes are his eyes
And his eyes, they just tell him lies

But there's a woman on my block,
Sitting there in a cold chill
She say who gonna take away his license to kill?

Every noisemaker, spirit maker,
Heartbreaker, backbreaker,
Leave no stone unturned
May be an actor in a plot,
That might be all that you got
'Til your error you clearly learn

Now he worships at an altar of a stagnant pool
And when he sees his reflection, he's fulfilled
Oh, man is opposed to fair play,
He wants it all and he wants it his way

Now, there's a woman on my block,
She just sit there as the night grows still
She say who gonna take away his license to kill?

Thanks Bob...